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***************************************************************  - Søren Aabye Kierkegaard - ******</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>291</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-7370527868102593793</id><published>2011-01-08T04:25:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T17:17:48.031-02:00</updated><title type='text'>UN HOMMAGE À MON PÈRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/TSi3_v8WkQI/AAAAAAAABKQ/nw1oCg3FRKE/s1600/Indian20Chief20Shaman.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559896045818122498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/TSi3_v8WkQI/AAAAAAAABKQ/nw1oCg3FRKE/s400/Indian20Chief20Shaman.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"É fácil trocar as palavras,&lt;br /&gt;Difícil é interpretar os silêncios!&lt;br /&gt;É fácil caminhar lado a lado,&lt;br /&gt;Difícil é saber como se encontrar!&lt;br /&gt;É fácil beijar o rosto,&lt;br /&gt;Difícil é chegar ao coração!&lt;br /&gt;É fácil apertar as mãos,&lt;br /&gt;Difícil é reter o calor!&lt;br /&gt;É fácil sentir o amor,&lt;br /&gt;Difícil é conter sua torrente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é por dentro outra pessoa?&lt;br /&gt;Quem é que o saberá sonhar?&lt;br /&gt;A alma de outrem é outro universo&lt;br /&gt;Com que não há comunicação possível,&lt;br /&gt;Com que não há verdadeiro entendimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada sabemos da alma&lt;br /&gt;Senão da nossa;&lt;br /&gt;As dos outros são olhares,&lt;br /&gt;São gestos, são palavras,&lt;br /&gt;Com a suposição&lt;br /&gt;De qualquer semelhança no fundo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Fernando Pessoa -&lt;/strong&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/35882330-7370527868102593793?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/7370527868102593793/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=7370527868102593793' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/7370527868102593793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/7370527868102593793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2011/01/un-hommage-mon-pere.html' title='UN HOMMAGE À MON PÈRE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/TSi3_v8WkQI/AAAAAAAABKQ/nw1oCg3FRKE/s72-c/Indian20Chief20Shaman.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2506265019356489303</id><published>2011-01-01T15:11:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T18:44:32.638-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ET S'OUVRE UNE NOUVELLE DÉCENNIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Colombe de la Paix (1949), de Pablo Picasso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/TSd6Fksr64I/AAAAAAAABKI/wGAOfe22qGk/s1600/picasso-pablo-friedenstaube-blau-9973047.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559546501181205378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/TSd6Fksr64I/AAAAAAAABKI/wGAOfe22qGk/s400/picasso-pablo-friedenstaube-blau-9973047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que em 2011 possamos reconhecer&lt;br /&gt;tudo aquilo que já somos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que em 2011 possamos perceber&lt;br /&gt;a presença em nossos corações&lt;br /&gt;de todos aqueles que amamos,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo que distantes ou ausentes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que essa Nova Década que se inicia&lt;br /&gt;seja repleta de AMOR &amp; PAZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que este seja mais um passo para estarmos&lt;br /&gt;conectados com nossa essência,&lt;br /&gt;com o fluxo da Vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom ano! Boa década! Boa Vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bençãos,&lt;br /&gt;Beto Costard&lt;/em&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/35882330-2506265019356489303?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2506265019356489303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2506265019356489303' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2506265019356489303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2506265019356489303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2011/01/et-souvre-une-nouvelle-decennie.html' title='ET S&apos;OUVRE UNE NOUVELLE DÉCENNIE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/TSd6Fksr64I/AAAAAAAABKI/wGAOfe22qGk/s72-c/picasso-pablo-friedenstaube-blau-9973047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-3322550807264182223</id><published>2010-01-01T02:46:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T08:01:03.361-02:00</updated><title type='text'>THE END ~ THE BEGINNING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sz9Ag4ltRzI/AAAAAAAABJY/iwQEeNmhQ3A/s1600-h/2010+cÃ³pi...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422123410067900210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sz9Ag4ltRzI/AAAAAAAABJY/iwQEeNmhQ3A/s400/2010%2Bc%C3%B3pi...jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;"Se um homem deseja ser feliz, o primeiro exercício que deve fazer é remover de sua mente cada mau pensamento, sentimento e hábito. Tristeza e alegria são frente e verso da mesma experiência. A alegria é quando a dor termina; tristeza é quando a alegria acaba. O que é exatamente tristeza? É apenas uma reação à perda de algo que se ganhou ou o fracasso na obtenção de algo desejado. Portanto, a única maneira de escapar da tristeza e do sofrimento é superar o desejo pelo ilusório."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Sathya Sai Baba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/35882330-3322550807264182223?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/3322550807264182223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=3322550807264182223' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3322550807264182223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3322550807264182223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='THE END ~ THE BEGINNING'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sz9Ag4ltRzI/AAAAAAAABJY/iwQEeNmhQ3A/s72-c/2010%2Bc%C3%B3pi...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-897342071212601075</id><published>2009-12-25T02:50:00.014-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:30:13.964-02:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amados irmãos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que possamos dar-e-receber!&lt;br /&gt;Estar abertos, aqui e agora,&lt;br /&gt;para con"fraternizarmos"&lt;br /&gt;entre consanguíneos, ou não.&lt;br /&gt;Que o desejo de união&lt;br /&gt;que em nós habita possa&lt;br /&gt;ser claro e verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Acendamos essa chama,&lt;br /&gt;aproveitemos a oportunidade.&lt;br /&gt;Tornemos real o autêntico anseio.&lt;br /&gt;Amor, Luz, alegria e cura em&lt;br /&gt;todos os níveis de nosso Ser.&lt;br /&gt;Gratidão! Abençoados sejamos...&lt;br /&gt;Que assim seja, e assim já é!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SzRH4ELvM-I/AAAAAAAABJQ/Jq2LJrFXYtA/s1600-h/image003.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419035280154768354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SzRH4ELvM-I/AAAAAAAABJQ/Jq2LJrFXYtA/s400/image003.png" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Que o espírito de Natal que você está sentindo hoje continue, quando o dia terminar; que ele esteja com você todas as noites, quando você meditar. E então, no silêncio da sua própria mente, quando você afastar todos os pensamentos inquietos, a Consciência Crística virá. Se todos nós seguirmos o espírito de Jesus, seguramente experimentaremos a cada dia a sua presença dentro de nós."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;* Paramahansa Yogananda *&lt;/span&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/35882330-897342071212601075?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/897342071212601075/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=897342071212601075' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/897342071212601075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/897342071212601075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SzRH4ELvM-I/AAAAAAAABJQ/Jq2LJrFXYtA/s72-c/image003.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-5829880431285326940</id><published>2009-12-13T04:31:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T04:29:20.771-02:00</updated><title type='text'>DEMANDS COMMITMENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SzG4nvaWwTI/AAAAAAAABI4/5fHZRzt2g-g/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418314819584835890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SzG4nvaWwTI/AAAAAAAABI4/5fHZRzt2g-g/s200/love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"As pessoas não entendem.&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que saúde é o que importa.&lt;br /&gt;Eu consigo levantar essa casa.&lt;br /&gt;De que adianta?&lt;br /&gt;Ter alguém, partilhar,&lt;br /&gt;isso é o que importa."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fonte: filme TOOTSIE&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/35882330-5829880431285326940?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/5829880431285326940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=5829880431285326940' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5829880431285326940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5829880431285326940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/12/demands-commitment.html' title='DEMANDS COMMITMENT'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SzG4nvaWwTI/AAAAAAAABI4/5fHZRzt2g-g/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-5476817671463078441</id><published>2009-12-07T03:22:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T04:18:24.171-02:00</updated><title type='text'>DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SzG1Q9ausAI/AAAAAAAABIo/Dqtoa3joJYQ/s1600-h/art-26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418311129672626178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SzG1Q9ausAI/AAAAAAAABIo/Dqtoa3joJYQ/s320/art-26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Se uma noite eu&lt;br /&gt;não viesse vê-lo,&lt;br /&gt;o que faria?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tento não esperar&lt;br /&gt;por você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas e se ficasse tarde,&lt;br /&gt;e eu não aparecesse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu pensaria que teria&lt;br /&gt;havido um motivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não iria me procurar?&lt;br /&gt;Dá uma vontade de&lt;br /&gt;nunca mais voltar.&lt;br /&gt;Eu digo à mim mesma:&lt;br /&gt;'Ele passa o dia procurando.&lt;br /&gt;À noite, quer ser encontrado.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero que você me encontre.&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser encontrado."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme O PACIENTE INGLÊS &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/35882330-5476817671463078441?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/5476817671463078441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=5476817671463078441' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5476817671463078441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5476817671463078441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-worry-be-happy.html' title='DON&apos;T WORRY, BE HAPPY'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SzG1Q9ausAI/AAAAAAAABIo/Dqtoa3joJYQ/s72-c/art-26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4441199985368580294</id><published>2009-12-02T18:45:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:00:00.751-02:00</updated><title type='text'>PLANTAR PARA COLHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SxbVSTd6GrI/AAAAAAAABIM/C1QnV29XmAc/s1600-h/mandala1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410746512772307634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SxbVSTd6GrI/AAAAAAAABIM/C1QnV29XmAc/s320/mandala1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" al7ign="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Apenas quando temos paciência e&lt;br /&gt;perseverança é que somos capazes&lt;br /&gt;de plantar raízes profundas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hsing Yün&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/35882330-4441199985368580294?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4441199985368580294/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4441199985368580294' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4441199985368580294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4441199985368580294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/12/plantar-para-colher.html' title='PLANTAR PARA COLHER'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SxbVSTd6GrI/AAAAAAAABIM/C1QnV29XmAc/s72-c/mandala1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4400150767686700556</id><published>2009-11-26T02:34:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T02:54:20.609-02:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SHOW MUST GO ON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sw4J3zpZoLI/AAAAAAAABH0/d6iQLt_yoOI/s1600/Autumn+Leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408271056879853746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sw4J3zpZoLI/AAAAAAAABH0/d6iQLt_yoOI/s400/Autumn+Leaves.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mas sempre há um idiota que nos julga pelo que fazemos. As piores críticas normalmente vem de pessoas que não fazem idéia do que fazemos, não tem dons próprios, e que ficam irritadas quando estamos felizes e alegremente nos provocam. A menos, é claro, que estejamos deixando o mundo mais feio. Então esse tipo de pessoa vai segurar nossa mão com prazer e dançar conosco na sarjeta dizendo que, assim como eles, vemos como aquilo é horrível e se comprazem em comemorar."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme O MESTRE DA VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-4400150767686700556?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4400150767686700556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4400150767686700556' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4400150767686700556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4400150767686700556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/11/show-must-go-on.html' title='THE SHOW MUST GO ON'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sw4J3zpZoLI/AAAAAAAABH0/d6iQLt_yoOI/s72-c/Autumn+Leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-6102037723693122380</id><published>2009-11-24T00:11:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T02:39:34.743-02:00</updated><title type='text'>COLCHA DE RETALHOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sw4GV-c7QPI/AAAAAAAABHk/EbeRyufeqTs/s1600/All+my+loving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408267177129885938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sw4GV-c7QPI/AAAAAAAABHk/EbeRyufeqTs/s320/All+my+loving.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Amar o perdido&lt;br /&gt;deixa confundido&lt;br /&gt;este coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada pode o olvido&lt;br /&gt;contra o sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;apelo do Não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As coisas tangíveis&lt;br /&gt;tornam-se insensíveis&lt;br /&gt;à palma da mão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas as coisas findas,&lt;br /&gt;muito mais que lindas,&lt;br /&gt;essas ficarão."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;poema: Memória&lt;br /&gt;autor: Carlos Drummond de Andrade &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/35882330-6102037723693122380?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/6102037723693122380/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=6102037723693122380' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6102037723693122380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6102037723693122380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/11/colcha-de-retalhos.html' title='COLCHA DE RETALHOS'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sw4GV-c7QPI/AAAAAAAABHk/EbeRyufeqTs/s72-c/All+my+loving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4500522602911227324</id><published>2009-11-18T15:57:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T19:32:23.034-02:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA EVITAR O JULGAMENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SxguOGH-UPI/AAAAAAAABIc/BHmFp3fCixQ/s1600-h/earth_aura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411125771982754034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SxguOGH-UPI/AAAAAAAABIc/BHmFp3fCixQ/s400/earth_aura.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;"Os japoneses tem um ditado:&lt;br /&gt;'Resolva o problema, não culpe.'&lt;br /&gt;Descubra o que estragou e conserte.&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém é culpado.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre perseguimos culpados."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme SOL NASCENTE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-4500522602911227324?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4500522602911227324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4500522602911227324' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4500522602911227324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4500522602911227324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/11/para-evitar-o-julgamento.html' title='PARA EVITAR O JULGAMENTO'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SxguOGH-UPI/AAAAAAAABIc/BHmFp3fCixQ/s72-c/earth_aura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-5665393879303536610</id><published>2009-11-15T06:16:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:23:56.962-02:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY IS TOMORROW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Intuition Unfolds, de Rekha Krishnan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwmBHwj2ItI/AAAAAAAABG8/rtdDfOLq-gc/s1600/Intuition+Unfolds+by+Rekha+Krishnan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406994797929308882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwmBHwj2ItI/AAAAAAAABG8/rtdDfOLq-gc/s400/Intuition+Unfolds+by+Rekha+Krishnan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A melhor maneira de prever o futuro é criá-lo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Peter Ferdinand Drucker&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-5665393879303536610?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/5665393879303536610/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=5665393879303536610' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5665393879303536610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5665393879303536610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_15.html' title='TODAY IS TOMORROW'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwmBHwj2ItI/AAAAAAAABG8/rtdDfOLq-gc/s72-c/Intuition+Unfolds+by+Rekha+Krishnan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2159965347434595911</id><published>2009-11-14T05:33:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:29:46.189-02:00</updated><title type='text'>LE MOMENT QUI SE PRÉSENTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwmDA_uOYJI/AAAAAAAABHM/BvWGACUuZWg/s1600/a20jamaishu7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406996880763543698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwmDA_uOYJI/AAAAAAAABHM/BvWGACUuZWg/s400/a20jamaishu7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Me faça um grande favor.&lt;br /&gt;Me beije a boca e não diga nada.&lt;br /&gt;Olhe bem para os lados,&lt;br /&gt;e talvez nos encontremos.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez bebamos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez façamos amor.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez...&lt;br /&gt;Meu mais esperançoso talvez."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme COTTON CLUB&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/35882330-2159965347434595911?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2159965347434595911/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2159965347434595911' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2159965347434595911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2159965347434595911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/11/le-moment-qui-se-presente.html' title='LE MOMENT QUI SE PRÉSENTE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwmDA_uOYJI/AAAAAAAABHM/BvWGACUuZWg/s72-c/a20jamaishu7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4074477322202235137</id><published>2009-11-13T13:20:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:39:56.436-02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'ART DE JE LE RETROUVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwmFZaKzlUI/AAAAAAAABHc/hmKjCsZBz9Q/s1600/1222919546987_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406999499202860354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwmFZaKzlUI/AAAAAAAABHc/hmKjCsZBz9Q/s320/1222919546987_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Amei-te toda minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Até antes de conhecê-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Uma parte nem era você,&lt;br /&gt;era a promessa de encontrá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas nesses últimos dias&lt;br /&gt;você cumpriu sua promessa."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme A FIRMA&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/35882330-4074477322202235137?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4074477322202235137/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4074477322202235137' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4074477322202235137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4074477322202235137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/11/lart-de-je-le-retrouve.html' title='L&apos;ART DE JE LE RETROUVE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwmFZaKzlUI/AAAAAAAABHc/hmKjCsZBz9Q/s72-c/1222919546987_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-3173966568486774414</id><published>2009-11-12T16:10:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:36:35.680-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ESSENZA NEL VIVERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwmEOQEC9iI/AAAAAAAABHU/Z6liQgYkgA8/s1600/Mandala-57-07%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406998207999964706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwmEOQEC9iI/AAAAAAAABHU/Z6liQgYkgA8/s320/Mandala-57-07%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;"Se abandonarmos nossos&lt;br /&gt;sonhos, não somos nada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme FLASHDANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-3173966568486774414?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/3173966568486774414/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=3173966568486774414' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3173966568486774414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3173966568486774414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/11/essenza-nel-vivere.html' title='ESSENZA NEL VIVERE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwmEOQEC9iI/AAAAAAAABHU/Z6liQgYkgA8/s72-c/Mandala-57-07%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-8970942186740568837</id><published>2009-11-04T18:08:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T03:10:28.305-02:00</updated><title type='text'>SOFFRENDO PER CREDERE NELL'ILLUSIONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sw4LeI48UVI/AAAAAAAABH8/SbVjKtkT4HQ/s1600/Dock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408272814928843090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sw4LeI48UVI/AAAAAAAABH8/SbVjKtkT4HQ/s400/Dock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dizem que Seus desígnios&lt;br /&gt;são desconhecidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou muito pequena para&lt;br /&gt;entender a vontade de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não acho que é Deus&lt;br /&gt;quem nos pune.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que nós mesmos&lt;br /&gt;nos punimos.&lt;br /&gt;Não seria reconfortante&lt;br /&gt;acredtar, só por um&lt;br /&gt;instante, que somos nós&lt;br /&gt;que criamos nossos próprios&lt;br /&gt;paraísos e infernos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seria reconfortante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez Deus não te concede&lt;br /&gt;tudo o que pede à Ele,&lt;br /&gt;mas Ele te oferece outras&lt;br /&gt;coisas, que se recusa a ver.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez devesse procurar&lt;br /&gt;as coisas que Ele te oferece,&lt;br /&gt;minha cara, e aceitá-las."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme AS BRUMAS DE AVALON&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/35882330-8970942186740568837?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/8970942186740568837/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=8970942186740568837' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/8970942186740568837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/8970942186740568837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/11/soffrendo-per-credere-nellillusione.html' title='SOFFRENDO PER CREDERE NELL&apos;ILLUSIONE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sw4LeI48UVI/AAAAAAAABH8/SbVjKtkT4HQ/s72-c/Dock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4023982636883092613</id><published>2009-11-02T23:35:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:15:06.971-02:00</updated><title type='text'>EN EL FLUJO IR Y VENIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Swl-wq3rkAI/AAAAAAAABG0/0PkZAjcsyNE/s1600/orq-0913_-_cymbidium_splatters_flamenco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406992202241642498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Swl-wq3rkAI/AAAAAAAABG0/0PkZAjcsyNE/s320/orq-0913_-_cymbidium_splatters_flamenco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Parece que quando me acontecem&lt;br /&gt;coisas boas, temo perdê-las."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme GHOST - DO OUTRO LADO DA VIDA&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/35882330-4023982636883092613?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4023982636883092613/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4023982636883092613' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4023982636883092613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4023982636883092613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='EN EL FLUJO IR Y VENIR'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Swl-wq3rkAI/AAAAAAAABG0/0PkZAjcsyNE/s72-c/orq-0913_-_cymbidium_splatters_flamenco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-1209118173469215390</id><published>2009-10-23T13:03:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:17:43.141-02:00</updated><title type='text'>DÉCONCERTANT MALAISE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwRGfw1SjyI/AAAAAAAABGM/LP8k-VFKsAU/s1600/kalp3xs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405522964249743138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwRGfw1SjyI/AAAAAAAABGM/LP8k-VFKsAU/s320/kalp3xs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Todo mundo fala 'eu te amo' sempre.&lt;br /&gt;E perde todo o sentido."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme GHOST - DO OUTRO LADO DA VIDA&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/35882330-1209118173469215390?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/1209118173469215390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=1209118173469215390' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1209118173469215390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1209118173469215390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/10/desconcertantemente-desconfortavel.html' title='DÉCONCERTANT MALAISE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwRGfw1SjyI/AAAAAAAABGM/LP8k-VFKsAU/s72-c/kalp3xs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-1777072731466856154</id><published>2009-10-18T16:35:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T16:45:37.542-02:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORY NEVER ENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Maquettes y Metrik Circle, de Parrotzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwRAQV8xYsI/AAAAAAAABF8/2XUeAJ9Z88Y/s1600/maquettesymetrikcircle+by+Parrotzy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405516102265561794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwRAQV8xYsI/AAAAAAAABF8/2XUeAJ9Z88Y/s320/maquettesymetrikcircle+by+Parrotzy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;"A vida é feita de&lt;br /&gt;pequenas idas e vindas.&lt;br /&gt;E para cada coisa&lt;br /&gt;que levamos, há outra&lt;br /&gt;que deixamos para trás."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme VERÃO DE 42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-1777072731466856154?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/1777072731466856154/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=1777072731466856154' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1777072731466856154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1777072731466856154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/10/memory-never-ends.html' title='MEMORY NEVER ENDS'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwRAQV8xYsI/AAAAAAAABF8/2XUeAJ9Z88Y/s72-c/maquettesymetrikcircle+by+Parrotzy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-8811890937854902959</id><published>2009-10-15T17:58:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:50:53.890-02:00</updated><title type='text'>INDECISÃO GERA CONFUSÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQzQMNzj_I/AAAAAAAABFc/dJG2IvA-kQQ/s1600/draft_lens1964394module9519416photo_1210709517Intuition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405501806001491954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQzQMNzj_I/AAAAAAAABFc/dJG2IvA-kQQ/s320/draft_lens1964394module9519416photo_1210709517Intuition.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;"Isso acabou comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei com medo de&lt;br /&gt;amar as outras pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;Tive medo de deixar que&lt;br /&gt;se aprossimassem de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Porque achava que se amasse&lt;br /&gt;alguém profundamente,&lt;br /&gt;como amo minha família,&lt;br /&gt;eu os perderia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme ACERTO FINAL&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/35882330-8811890937854902959?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/8811890937854902959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=8811890937854902959' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/8811890937854902959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/8811890937854902959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/10/indecisao-gera-confusao.html' title='INDECISÃO GERA CONFUSÃO'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQzQMNzj_I/AAAAAAAABFc/dJG2IvA-kQQ/s72-c/draft_lens1964394module9519416photo_1210709517Intuition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4154762407445468013</id><published>2009-10-14T18:45:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T16:54:53.611-02:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUE IS BEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwRCx9KSH8I/AAAAAAAABGE/a3mx_omicaQ/s1600/art-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405518878750154690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwRCx9KSH8I/AAAAAAAABGE/a3mx_omicaQ/s320/art-17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não sei se está interessado&lt;br /&gt;em ouvir algo sobre mim.&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida não tem muito&lt;br /&gt;a ver com o estilo de vida&lt;br /&gt;que você aprova.&lt;br /&gt;Estou sempre mudando.&lt;br /&gt;Não por estar trabalhando&lt;br /&gt;para algo em particular,&lt;br /&gt;mas para me afastar das&lt;br /&gt;coisas que dão errado.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu ficar, começos&lt;br /&gt;'favoráveis', sabe como é.&lt;br /&gt;Estou tentando imaginar&lt;br /&gt;sua parte nesta conversa.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que, sei lá, se&lt;br /&gt;você pudesse falar, não&lt;br /&gt;estaríamos conversando.&lt;br /&gt;Era assim quando&lt;br /&gt;eu fui embora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei o que dizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O máximo que posso&lt;br /&gt;fazer é me desculpar.&lt;br /&gt;Sabemos muito bem que&lt;br /&gt;nunca fui bom nisso.&lt;br /&gt;Desculpe se não deu certo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme CADA UM VIVE COMO QUER &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/35882330-4154762407445468013?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4154762407445468013/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4154762407445468013' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4154762407445468013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4154762407445468013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/10/true-is-best.html' title='TRUE IS BEST'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwRCx9KSH8I/AAAAAAAABGE/a3mx_omicaQ/s72-c/art-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-850629805590674461</id><published>2009-10-09T00:16:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T02:35:10.551-02:00</updated><title type='text'>IVRESSE D'UNE PASSION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwTK2DQfkGI/AAAAAAAABGc/8_gqZRECLVY/s1600/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405668482687668322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwTK2DQfkGI/AAAAAAAABGc/8_gqZRECLVY/s400/21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;"E nada, depois que a&lt;br /&gt;vi pela primeira vez,&lt;br /&gt;e ninguém que conheci&lt;br /&gt;depois conseguiu me&lt;br /&gt;deixar tão assustado&lt;br /&gt;e tão confuso.&lt;br /&gt;Porque ninguém que&lt;br /&gt;conheci me fez sentir&lt;br /&gt;tão certo, tão inseguro,&lt;br /&gt;tão importante,&lt;br /&gt;tão insignificante."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme VERÃO DE 42 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-850629805590674461?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/850629805590674461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=850629805590674461' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/850629805590674461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/850629805590674461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/10/ivresse-dune-passion.html' title='IVRESSE D&apos;UNE PASSION'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwTK2DQfkGI/AAAAAAAABGc/8_gqZRECLVY/s72-c/21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-5273569542099694943</id><published>2009-10-08T00:02:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:02:42.877-02:00</updated><title type='text'>PERMITTIVITÉ EST BONNE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Swl8qozG61I/AAAAAAAABGs/GsKEt7LfC54/s1600/image4651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406989899583122258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Swl8qozG61I/AAAAAAAABGs/GsKEt7LfC54/s320/image4651.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nothing is true;&lt;br /&gt;everything is permitted."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hassan-i-Sabbah&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/35882330-5273569542099694943?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/5273569542099694943/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=5273569542099694943' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5273569542099694943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5273569542099694943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/10/permittivite-est-bonne.html' title='PERMITTIVITÉ EST BONNE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Swl8qozG61I/AAAAAAAABGs/GsKEt7LfC54/s72-c/image4651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-3750873315287694825</id><published>2009-09-29T13:50:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T16:08:57.679-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ECHOES IN MY HEAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQ4Ctx3D4I/AAAAAAAABFs/d_BgVpJZenI/s1600/consciencia_una.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405507072051056514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQ4Ctx3D4I/AAAAAAAABFs/d_BgVpJZenI/s320/consciencia_una.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Há duas maneiras de viver a vida.&lt;br /&gt;Uma, é como se nada fosse milagre.&lt;br /&gt;A outra, como se tudo fosse milagre."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Albert Einstein&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/35882330-3750873315287694825?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/3750873315287694825/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=3750873315287694825' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3750873315287694825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3750873315287694825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/09/echoes-in-my-head.html' title='ECHOES IN MY HEAD'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQ4Ctx3D4I/AAAAAAAABFs/d_BgVpJZenI/s72-c/consciencia_una.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-3681099509305786725</id><published>2009-09-11T00:25:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:29:58.920-02:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFIANCE &amp; SURPASSEMENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Celtic Mandala, by QuoinMonkey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQt1CiRHiI/AAAAAAAABFU/DMNkVr7NP8M/s1600/Celtic+Mandala,+Minneapolis,+Minnesota,+May+2008,+photo+%C2%A9+2008+by+QuoinMonkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405495841988353570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQt1CiRHiI/AAAAAAAABFU/DMNkVr7NP8M/s320/Celtic+Mandala,+Minneapolis,+Minnesota,+May+2008,+photo+%C2%A9+2008+by+QuoinMonkey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Não há dor que dure para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Após a tempestade vem sempre o sol".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Milton Erickson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&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/35882330-3681099509305786725?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/3681099509305786725/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=3681099509305786725' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3681099509305786725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3681099509305786725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/09/celtic-mandala-by-quoinmonkey-nao-ha.html' title='CONFIANCE &amp; SURPASSEMENT'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQt1CiRHiI/AAAAAAAABFU/DMNkVr7NP8M/s72-c/Celtic+Mandala,+Minneapolis,+Minnesota,+May+2008,+photo+%C2%A9+2008+by+QuoinMonkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-1516962916416865992</id><published>2009-09-10T15:20:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:47:51.094-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ALEGRIA E PRAZER EM VIVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQkpGLUoNI/AAAAAAAABFM/H1PlomAT-Qg/s1600/34688939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405485741202776274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQkpGLUoNI/AAAAAAAABFM/H1PlomAT-Qg/s400/34688939.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando assití AMANTES &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Two Lovers)&lt;/span&gt;, foi motivo de inúmeros insights, o mais importante, pra mim, de que construímos nossa felicidade. Dos questinamentos, somos isso; parte Séverine, parte Pollyanna, dentre outras tantas partes. Amar é entrega... é permitir-se... é o infindável desejo por sentir... É onde vale tudo e tudo vale... É a busca incessante, a crença na possibilidade de (re)encontros que transcendem. Penso que somos um mosaíco a ser completado por fragmentos amorosos. O mais delicado em tudo isso, talvez, seja da intensidade sentida da mórbida partida; onde mesclam-se dor, culpa, vergonha, raiva e outras tantas coisinhas que não gostamos de olhar tampouco assumir que coexistem com nossa "divindade". Do término, a possibilidade de reconstruir algo novo, diferente, uma nova paixão que se consagre o verdadeiro Amor. Da minha amada, digo perfeita. Perfeita a cada reencontro e, se necessário, à cada despedida. Perfeita, assim como deve ser, a cada nova paixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE HAPPY! SO BE IT!&lt;/strong&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/35882330-1516962916416865992?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/1516962916416865992/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=1516962916416865992' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1516962916416865992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1516962916416865992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/09/alegria-e-prazer-em-viver.html' title='ALEGRIA E PRAZER EM VIVER'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQkpGLUoNI/AAAAAAAABFM/H1PlomAT-Qg/s72-c/34688939.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2512350498564035739</id><published>2009-09-09T20:58:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:29:12.024-02:00</updated><title type='text'>CO-CREATING ALL THE TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQgPYVBvpI/AAAAAAAABFE/7qWdt1RJZ-w/s1600/927202_planet_crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405480901352210066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQgPYVBvpI/AAAAAAAABFE/7qWdt1RJZ-w/s400/927202_planet_crash.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Cheguei à conclusão de que&lt;br /&gt;erro é algo inexistente.&lt;br /&gt;Todos criamos o que precisamos."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme O ENTARDECER DE UMA ESTRELA &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/35882330-2512350498564035739?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2512350498564035739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2512350498564035739' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2512350498564035739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2512350498564035739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/09/co-creating-all-time.html' title='CO-CREATING ALL THE TIME'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SwQgPYVBvpI/AAAAAAAABFE/7qWdt1RJZ-w/s72-c/927202_planet_crash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-8134637633224635565</id><published>2009-09-03T13:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:06:56.798-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TRADIÇÃO &amp; TRAIÇÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;White Chemise, de Gary Benfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqA77iT2J2I/AAAAAAAABD0/OdWepfXRF8c/s1600-h/benfield_white_chemise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377363849088739170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqA77iT2J2I/AAAAAAAABD0/OdWepfXRF8c/s400/benfield_white_chemise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Pecado?&lt;br /&gt;Sonhar coisas impossíveis,&lt;br /&gt;concretizar, em sonhos, abstrações da vida,&lt;br /&gt;beijar, na sombra do indizível,&lt;br /&gt;um rosto que já não existe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pecado?&lt;br /&gt;Ter lacerado o corpo de desejos,&lt;br /&gt;a boca faminta de mil beijos,&lt;br /&gt;sonhar amores inocentes,&lt;br /&gt;a encher uma vida de vazios?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, senhores! Pecado&lt;br /&gt;é matar no peito as ilusões mais puras,&lt;br /&gt;é viver sorrindo, acalentando prantos,&lt;br /&gt;é suspirar baixinho, silenciando cantos,&lt;br /&gt;é mostrar ao mundo o que não é.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pecado, senhores,&lt;br /&gt;é escravizar o coração às leis e tradições do mundo,&lt;br /&gt;é algemar um amor de sentimentos puros,&lt;br /&gt;a preconceitos e razões sem fundo,&lt;br /&gt;quando o amor é livre e cheio de ternura!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;poema: Pecado&lt;br /&gt;autora: Arita Damasceno Pettená &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/35882330-8134637633224635565?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/8134637633224635565/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=8134637633224635565' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/8134637633224635565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/8134637633224635565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/09/tradicao-ou-traicao.html' title='TRADIÇÃO &amp; TRAIÇÃO'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqA77iT2J2I/AAAAAAAABD0/OdWepfXRF8c/s72-c/benfield_white_chemise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-909060862319520539</id><published>2009-09-01T00:06:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:36:04.180-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ALEA JACTA EST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Nós nos tornamos aquilo que contemplamos. Através do pensamento constante, um ideal fica impresso em nosso coração. Quando fixamos sempre nossos pensamentos no mal que os outros fazem, nossa mente fica poluída pelo mal. Quando, ao contrário, fixamos nossa mente nas virtudes ou no bem-estar dos outros, nossa mente é purificada do mal e acolhe somente bons pensamentos. Nenhum mau pensamento pode penetrar a mente de uma pessoa totalmente dedicada ao amor e à compaixão. Os pensamentos que cultivamos modelam nossa natureza; junto com os outros, eles também nos afetam.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sathya Sai Baba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A SORTE ESTÁ LANÇADA...&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/35882330-909060862319520539?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/909060862319520539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=909060862319520539' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/909060862319520539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/909060862319520539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/09/alea-jacta-est.html' title='ALEA JACTA EST'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-1278572022229541985</id><published>2009-08-29T02:52:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:11:37.594-03:00</updated><title type='text'>HOPE FOR CHANGES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqRdanW4fJI/AAAAAAAABEs/eTSkoRlhJM8/s1600-h/30_doo_7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378526566810156178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqRdanW4fJI/AAAAAAAABEs/eTSkoRlhJM8/s400/30_doo_7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;"Ela tinha que me esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;Considerei tudo e vi&lt;br /&gt;que a tinha perdido.&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca ia sair daquela ilha.&lt;br /&gt;Eu ia morrer ali,&lt;br /&gt;totalmente sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;Adoeceria ou me machucaria&lt;br /&gt;ou qualquer outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;A única escolha que eu tinha,&lt;br /&gt;a única coisa que podia&lt;br /&gt;controlar era quando, como&lt;br /&gt;e onde isso iria acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não podia nem me matar&lt;br /&gt;do jeito que eu queria.&lt;br /&gt;Não tinha poder sobre nada.&lt;br /&gt;Foi aí que me vi envolvido&lt;br /&gt;por uma sensação reconfortante.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sabia de alguma forma&lt;br /&gt;que tinha de ficar vivo.&lt;br /&gt;De alguma forma.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha que continuar respirando&lt;br /&gt;mesmo sem motivos de esperança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;E agora, aqui estou.&lt;br /&gt;Estou de volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Eu a perdi de novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mas sou grato por ela ter&lt;br /&gt;ficado comigo naquela ilha.&lt;br /&gt;E sei o que tenho que fazer agora.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que continuar respirando.&lt;br /&gt;Porque, amanhã, o sol nascerá.&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe o que a maré&lt;br /&gt;poderá trazer?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme NÁUFRAGO&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/35882330-1278572022229541985?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/1278572022229541985/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=1278572022229541985' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1278572022229541985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1278572022229541985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/08/hope-for-changes.html' title='HOPE FOR CHANGES'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqRdanW4fJI/AAAAAAAABEs/eTSkoRlhJM8/s72-c/30_doo_7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-8582910098620190547</id><published>2009-08-25T12:04:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:30:53.445-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FEELING AS A YOUNG UDALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqRFKsWFz7I/AAAAAAAABEU/QQlISbgJpuE/s1600-h/blog_peanutsredhaired+girl+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378499904992038834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqRFKsWFz7I/AAAAAAAABEU/QQlISbgJpuE/s200/blog_peanutsredhaired+girl+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sabe por que tem sorte?&lt;br /&gt;Porque sabe quem quer.&lt;br /&gt;Trocaria de lugar com você."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme MELHOR É IMPOSSÍVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqRFX_84mbI/AAAAAAAABEc/_oSSaui29Jc/s1600-h/blog_peanutsredhaired+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378500133593323954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqRFX_84mbI/AAAAAAAABEc/_oSSaui29Jc/s400/blog_peanutsredhaired+girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-8582910098620190547?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/8582910098620190547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=8582910098620190547' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/8582910098620190547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/8582910098620190547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/08/feeling-as-young-udall.html' title='FEELING AS A YOUNG UDALL'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqRFKsWFz7I/AAAAAAAABEU/QQlISbgJpuE/s72-c/blog_peanutsredhaired+girl+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-8869008448112362787</id><published>2009-08-22T02:06:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:21:43.164-03:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BETRAYAL OF EVERYTHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;imagem de Ben Heine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqRf3oYPZ7I/AAAAAAAABE0/A9Bbo3s7woo/s1600-h/Ben+Heine+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378529264323749810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqRf3oYPZ7I/AAAAAAAABE0/A9Bbo3s7woo/s400/Ben+Heine+2009+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"É mais fácil mudar seus desejos do&lt;br /&gt;que mudar a ordem do mundo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;René Descartes&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/35882330-8869008448112362787?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/8869008448112362787/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=8869008448112362787' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/8869008448112362787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/8869008448112362787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/08/betrayal-of-everything.html' title='THE BETRAYAL OF EVERYTHING'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SqRf3oYPZ7I/AAAAAAAABE0/A9Bbo3s7woo/s72-c/Ben+Heine+2009+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2121777935800670901</id><published>2009-08-15T08:41:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:41:18.894-03:00</updated><title type='text'>RELAXE NO FLUXO DA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoenbGR972I/AAAAAAAABDU/neWULSwnNIU/s1600-h/yin+yang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370445164646887266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoenbGR972I/AAAAAAAABDU/neWULSwnNIU/s320/yin+yang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Compartilhar é tudo.&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;A Terra depende de um equilíbrio&lt;br /&gt;no qual cada ser desempenha um&lt;br /&gt;papel e existe apenas mediante&lt;br /&gt;a existência de outro ser;&lt;br /&gt;uma harmonia sutil, frágil,&lt;br /&gt;que é facilmente quebrada.&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;Toda matéria viva está ligada:&lt;br /&gt;água, ar, solo, árvores.&lt;br /&gt;A magia do mundo está bem&lt;br /&gt;diante dos nossos olhos.&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;Nós somos da mesma família."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme HOME - NOSSO PLANETA, NOSSA CASA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoemM84Wq3I/AAAAAAAABDM/G2qm5VXegIQ/s1600-h/noeud+infini+ou+noeud+Tib%C3%A9tain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370443822093740914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoemM84Wq3I/AAAAAAAABDM/G2qm5VXegIQ/s200/noeud+infini+ou+noeud+Tib%C3%A9tain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-2121777935800670901?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2121777935800670901/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2121777935800670901' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2121777935800670901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2121777935800670901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/08/relaxe-no-fluxo-da-vida.html' title='RELAXE NO FLUXO DA VIDA'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoenbGR972I/AAAAAAAABDU/neWULSwnNIU/s72-c/yin+yang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-6549760269655029258</id><published>2009-08-13T02:22:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:34:52.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>KEEP MOVING FORWARD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoeoLnuPc7I/AAAAAAAABDc/WZYZbtmex-g/s1600-h/invy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370445998257566642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoeoLnuPc7I/AAAAAAAABDc/WZYZbtmex-g/s320/invy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Around here, however, we don´t&lt;br /&gt;look backwards for very long.&lt;br /&gt;We keep moving forward,&lt;br /&gt;opening up new doors&lt;br /&gt;and doing new things,&lt;br /&gt;because we´re curious...&lt;br /&gt;and curiosity keeps&lt;br /&gt;leading us down new paths."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Walt Disney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme A FAMÍLIA DO FUTURO&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/35882330-6549760269655029258?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/6549760269655029258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=6549760269655029258' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6549760269655029258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6549760269655029258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-moving-forward.html' title='KEEP MOVING FORWARD'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoeoLnuPc7I/AAAAAAAABDc/WZYZbtmex-g/s72-c/invy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-1451521841836945884</id><published>2009-08-12T01:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T01:15:36.638-03:00</updated><title type='text'>COEXISTÊNCIA PACÍFICA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoJBrl9FwiI/AAAAAAAABC0/Xi2-xjS4gkY/s1600-h/heart_2+-+Heart+of+Hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368925922957574690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoJBrl9FwiI/AAAAAAAABC0/Xi2-xjS4gkY/s320/heart_2+-+Heart+of+Hearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"É surpreendente.&lt;br /&gt;O amor, nós o levamos&lt;br /&gt;conosco pra sempre."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme GHOST - DO OUTRO LADO DA VIDA &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/35882330-1451521841836945884?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/1451521841836945884/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=1451521841836945884' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1451521841836945884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1451521841836945884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/08/coexistencia-pacifica.html' title='COEXISTÊNCIA PACÍFICA'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoJBrl9FwiI/AAAAAAAABC0/Xi2-xjS4gkY/s72-c/heart_2+-+Heart+of+Hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4459581172308282403</id><published>2009-08-08T23:05:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T02:00:04.187-03:00</updated><title type='text'>L´INATTENDU TRANSFORME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;The Great Radiance, de Jack Haas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoJKY6PhWfI/AAAAAAAABDE/NxZT9gBQ0R0/s1600-h/The+Great+Radiance++(+Jack+Haas+).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368935497590725106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoJKY6PhWfI/AAAAAAAABDE/NxZT9gBQ0R0/s400/The+Great+Radiance++(+Jack+Haas+).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nós precisamos estar dispostos&lt;br /&gt;a nos livrar da vida que planejamos,&lt;br /&gt;para que possamos ter&lt;br /&gt;a vida que espera por nós."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Joseph Campbell&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/35882330-4459581172308282403?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4459581172308282403/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4459581172308282403' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4459581172308282403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4459581172308282403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/08/linattendu-transforme.html' title='L´INATTENDU TRANSFORME'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoJKY6PhWfI/AAAAAAAABDE/NxZT9gBQ0R0/s72-c/The+Great+Radiance++(+Jack+Haas+).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-3494138579503934906</id><published>2009-08-07T00:07:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T01:57:19.644-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CURA DO AMOR PELO AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Lovely Plant, de Vladimir Kush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoJG9KxsRtI/AAAAAAAABC8/FQ_v6Li4YSo/s1600-h/Lovely+Plant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368931722457794258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoJG9KxsRtI/AAAAAAAABC8/FQ_v6Li4YSo/s400/Lovely+Plant.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quando o amor adoece,&lt;br /&gt;a melhor coisa a fazer&lt;br /&gt;é conceder-lhe morte violenta.&lt;br /&gt;Não suporto a tortura&lt;br /&gt;de uma paixão que&lt;br /&gt;se consome devagar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Susan Ertz&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/35882330-3494138579503934906?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/3494138579503934906/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=3494138579503934906' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3494138579503934906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3494138579503934906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/08/cura-pelo-amor.html' title='CURA DO AMOR PELO AMOR'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SoJG9KxsRtI/AAAAAAAABC8/FQ_v6Li4YSo/s72-c/Lovely+Plant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-8292918924856288220</id><published>2009-08-05T00:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:59:49.337-03:00</updated><title type='text'>UM ENCANTAR DE BAILARINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Perante um espetáculo desolador,&lt;br /&gt;o silêncio é a melhor homenagem.&lt;br /&gt;Implicitamente, estamos a confesssar&lt;br /&gt;que não temos palavras para descrever&lt;br /&gt;o que sentimos naquele momento."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alfonso Milagro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnkDWkNIzOI/AAAAAAAABCk/9UvJaXb2hU8/s1600-h/a1+1172146107740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366324117199441122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnkDWkNIzOI/AAAAAAAABCk/9UvJaXb2hU8/s320/a1+1172146107740.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-8292918924856288220?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/8292918924856288220/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=8292918924856288220' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/8292918924856288220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/8292918924856288220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/08/um-encantar-de-bailarina.html' title='UM ENCANTAR DE BAILARINA'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnkDWkNIzOI/AAAAAAAABCk/9UvJaXb2hU8/s72-c/a1+1172146107740.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-5693610582146813178</id><published>2009-08-04T00:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T04:29:42.429-03:00</updated><title type='text'>APENAS O FIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Soe1FhYbQWI/AAAAAAAABDs/Hr3d7zYvY54/s1600-h/AC-0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370460187127398754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Soe1FhYbQWI/AAAAAAAABDs/Hr3d7zYvY54/s320/AC-0044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pode ser que um dia&lt;br /&gt;deixemos de nos falar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, enquanto houver amizade,&lt;br /&gt;faremos as pazes de novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia o tempo passe.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, se a amizade permanecer,&lt;br /&gt;um do outro há de se lembrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia nos afastemos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, se formos amigos de verdade,&lt;br /&gt;a amizade nos reaproximará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia não mais existamos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, se ainda sobrar amizade,&lt;br /&gt;nasceremos de novo, um para o outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia tudo acabe.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, com a amizade&lt;br /&gt;construiremos tudo novamente,&lt;br /&gt;cada vez de forma diferente,&lt;br /&gt;sendo único e inesquecível cada&lt;br /&gt;momento que juntos viveremos&lt;br /&gt;e nos lembraremos para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há duas formas para viver sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;Uma é acreditar que não existe milagre.&lt;br /&gt;A outra é acreditar, que todas&lt;br /&gt;as coisas são um milagre."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;texto: Enquanto houver amizade&lt;br /&gt;autor: Albert Einstein&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/35882330-5693610582146813178?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/5693610582146813178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=5693610582146813178' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5693610582146813178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5693610582146813178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/08/apenas-o-fim.html' title='APENAS O FIM'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Soe1FhYbQWI/AAAAAAAABDs/Hr3d7zYvY54/s72-c/AC-0044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2320063641153429546</id><published>2009-08-03T03:11:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T01:50:08.194-03:00</updated><title type='text'>3.11, DO AVESSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;imagem de Catherine Mayollet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnkKaASkxqI/AAAAAAAABCs/JfX_7WubNJI/s1600-h/catherine+mayollet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366331872859440802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnkKaASkxqI/AAAAAAAABCs/JfX_7WubNJI/s320/catherine+mayollet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Duas almas que se encontram&lt;br /&gt;Não há o que negar&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que soe estranho&lt;br /&gt;Que doa nas entranhas&lt;br /&gt;Pude só te desejar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando as portas se abriram&lt;br /&gt;Do toque que tanto diz&lt;br /&gt;Não soube como lhe aproveitar&lt;br /&gt;Mas desde já te digo&lt;br /&gt;O quanto foi bom te beijar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber como agora agir&lt;br /&gt;Desde a vazia despedida&lt;br /&gt;Sigo pela Vida sem lamuriar&lt;br /&gt;Só posso agradecer-te&lt;br /&gt;Por tanto me despertar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Beto Costard - &lt;/strong&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/35882330-2320063641153429546?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2320063641153429546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2320063641153429546' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2320063641153429546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2320063641153429546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/08/311-do-avesso.html' title='3.11, DO AVESSO'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnkKaASkxqI/AAAAAAAABCs/JfX_7WubNJI/s72-c/catherine+mayollet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-6543729795539348354</id><published>2009-07-30T01:41:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T04:48:47.250-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TEARS OF A CLOWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnfnkTJnlGI/AAAAAAAABCc/UdDY3nOYDcc/s1600-h/a1+27ndnspa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366012091837158498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnfnkTJnlGI/AAAAAAAABCc/UdDY3nOYDcc/s320/a1+27ndnspa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Recitar! Mentre preso dal delirio,&lt;br /&gt;non so più quel che dico,&lt;br /&gt;e quel che faccio!&lt;br /&gt;Eppur è d'uopo, sforzati!&lt;br /&gt;Bah! sei tu forse un uom?&lt;br /&gt;Tu se' Pagliaccio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vesti la giubba,&lt;br /&gt;e la faccia infarina.&lt;br /&gt;La gente paga, e rider vuole qua.&lt;br /&gt;E se Arlecchin t'invola Colombina,&lt;br /&gt;ridi, Pagliaccio, e ognun applaudirà!&lt;br /&gt;Tramuta in lazzi lo spasmo ed il pianto&lt;br /&gt;in una smorfia il singhiozzo e 'l dolor, Ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridi, Pagliaccio,&lt;br /&gt;sul tuo amore infranto!&lt;br /&gt;Ridi del duol, che t'avvelena il cor!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ária "Vesti la giubba"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ópera "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Pagliacci"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I Pagliacci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;de Ruggiero Leoncavallo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnfnGVi82HI/AAAAAAAABCU/P15Qz9O0_Tc/s1600-h/a1+h0qm7mqg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366011577084205170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnfnGVi82HI/AAAAAAAABCU/P15Qz9O0_Tc/s320/a1+h0qm7mqg.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-6543729795539348354?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/6543729795539348354/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=6543729795539348354' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6543729795539348354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6543729795539348354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/07/tears-of-clown.html' title='TEARS OF A CLOWN'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnfnkTJnlGI/AAAAAAAABCc/UdDY3nOYDcc/s72-c/a1+27ndnspa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2709460496411567899</id><published>2009-07-29T00:20:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T04:31:12.434-03:00</updated><title type='text'>OPORTUNIDADE DE RECOMEÇAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O amor não se manifesta no desejo de fazer amor&lt;br /&gt;com alguém, mas no desejo de partilhar o sono."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Milan Kundera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnfjNBc8nrI/AAAAAAAABCM/vqCnylnayNU/s1600-h/corpos+nus.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366007293902888626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnfjNBc8nrI/AAAAAAAABCM/vqCnylnayNU/s320/corpos+nus.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"E a beleza da vida é que ela continua."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme UM DIA PARA RELEMBRAR &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/35882330-2709460496411567899?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2709460496411567899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2709460496411567899' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2709460496411567899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2709460496411567899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/07/oportunidade-de-recomecar.html' title='OPORTUNIDADE DE RECOMEÇAR'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnfjNBc8nrI/AAAAAAAABCM/vqCnylnayNU/s72-c/corpos+nus.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4066342411648159058</id><published>2009-07-24T00:09:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T04:05:13.761-03:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LITTLE RED-HAIRED GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnfabNAc-gI/AAAAAAAABB8/QEuHFnuWpWk/s1600-h/21420431_4+pintura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365997641918118402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnfabNAc-gI/AAAAAAAABB8/QEuHFnuWpWk/s320/21420431_4+pintura.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-4066342411648159058?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4066342411648159058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4066342411648159058' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4066342411648159058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4066342411648159058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-red-haired-girl.html' title='THE LITTLE RED-HAIRED GIRL'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SnfabNAc-gI/AAAAAAAABB8/QEuHFnuWpWk/s72-c/21420431_4+pintura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-3375966645110877498</id><published>2009-07-18T00:53:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:57:42.947-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MOMENTO DE CRESCER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFWEskjOfI/AAAAAAAABBk/0v_qCYpSesk/s1600-h/I+need+to+change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359659670231529970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFWEskjOfI/AAAAAAAABBk/0v_qCYpSesk/s400/I+need+to+change.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Aprender é mudar.&lt;br /&gt;O caminho para a iluminãção&lt;br /&gt;está no equilíbrio.&lt;br /&gt;É a linha entre todos&lt;br /&gt;os extremos opostos."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme O PEQUENO BUDA &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/35882330-3375966645110877498?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/3375966645110877498/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=3375966645110877498' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3375966645110877498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3375966645110877498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/07/momento-de-crescer.html' title='MOMENTO DE CRESCER'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFWEskjOfI/AAAAAAAABBk/0v_qCYpSesk/s72-c/I+need+to+change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2636848200776987491</id><published>2009-07-17T10:50:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:19:31.924-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DESVENDAR DE EMOÇÕES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Nude Looking Over Her Right, de Amedeo Modigliani &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFJreaMQCI/AAAAAAAABBE/raBrhtavhmU/s1600-h/Amedeo+Modigliani+-+Nude+Looking+Over+Her+Right.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359646042793721890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFJreaMQCI/AAAAAAAABBE/raBrhtavhmU/s400/Amedeo+Modigliani+-+Nude+Looking+Over+Her+Right.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Você está apenas procurando prazer?&lt;br /&gt;Ou toda mulher é uma terra nova&lt;br /&gt;cujos segredos você quer desvendar?&lt;br /&gt;Quer saber o que ela dirá quando fizer amor?&lt;br /&gt;Ou como ela sorriria? Ou o que sussurraria?&lt;br /&gt;Gemeria, gritaria? Talvez os menores&lt;br /&gt;e mais inimagináveis detalhes.&lt;br /&gt;Pequenas coisas fazem uma mulher&lt;br /&gt;diferente de qualquer outra."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme A INSUSTENTÁVEL LEVEZA DO SER &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/35882330-2636848200776987491?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2636848200776987491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2636848200776987491' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2636848200776987491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2636848200776987491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/07/desvendar-de-emocoes.html' title='DESVENDAR DE EMOÇÕES'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFJreaMQCI/AAAAAAAABBE/raBrhtavhmU/s72-c/Amedeo+Modigliani+-+Nude+Looking+Over+Her+Right.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4472682697870516434</id><published>2009-07-15T16:36:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:46:18.682-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LAYALE EU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFTfuLTdFI/AAAAAAAABBU/oP2uFAIoqu8/s1600-h/rebirth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359656835984094290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFTfuLTdFI/AAAAAAAABBU/oP2uFAIoqu8/s320/rebirth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;"Ser casto é conhecer todas as possibilidades sem se perder nelas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme JE VOUS SALUE, MARIE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-4472682697870516434?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4472682697870516434/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4472682697870516434' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4472682697870516434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4472682697870516434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/07/layale-eu.html' title='LAYALE EU'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFTfuLTdFI/AAAAAAAABBU/oP2uFAIoqu8/s72-c/rebirth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4965704545809130370</id><published>2009-07-13T00:31:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:18:46.933-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EM AFRONTAR UM DILEMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Obsession, de Filiz Dupont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFK2pmqICI/AAAAAAAABBM/2EMYKr9UmOU/s1600-h/Obsession+de++Filiz+Dupont.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359647334288990242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFK2pmqICI/AAAAAAAABBM/2EMYKr9UmOU/s400/Obsession+de++Filiz+Dupont.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;"Você acha que estou fazendo uma bobagem.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez. Como posso saber?&lt;br /&gt;Se eu tivesse duas vidas, em uma,&lt;br /&gt;a convidaria para ficar em casa e,&lt;br /&gt;na segunda, eu a chutaria para fora.&lt;br /&gt;Aí eu faria a comparação para saber&lt;br /&gt;o que era o melhor a ser feito.&lt;br /&gt;Mas só vivemos uma vez. A vida é tão leve.&lt;br /&gt;É como um contorno que nunca podemos preencher&lt;br /&gt;ou corrigir para melhorá-lo. É assustador."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme A INSUSTENTÁVEL LEVEZA DO SER &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/35882330-4965704545809130370?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4965704545809130370/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4965704545809130370' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4965704545809130370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4965704545809130370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/07/em-afrontar-um-dilema.html' title='EM AFRONTAR UM DILEMA'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFK2pmqICI/AAAAAAAABBM/2EMYKr9UmOU/s72-c/Obsession+de++Filiz+Dupont.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-7843243140538342632</id><published>2009-07-12T04:06:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T02:12:18.195-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DON´T TALK, JUST KISS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFZUqiVVlI/AAAAAAAABBs/mXpY35FGcWg/s1600-h/Awakening-the-Chakras_to-_Life_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359663243098150482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFZUqiVVlI/AAAAAAAABBs/mXpY35FGcWg/s320/Awakening-the-Chakras_to-_Life_jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O sol é como uma mulher,&lt;br /&gt;quando beija seus lábios quentes&lt;br /&gt;ela deixa um pouco de cor por toda parte."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme O MESTRE DA VIDA &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/35882330-7843243140538342632?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/7843243140538342632/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=7843243140538342632' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/7843243140538342632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/7843243140538342632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-talk-just-kiss.html' title='DON´T TALK, JUST KISS'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmFZUqiVVlI/AAAAAAAABBs/mXpY35FGcWg/s72-c/Awakening-the-Chakras_to-_Life_jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-7725086732775167826</id><published>2009-07-11T00:46:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:41:17.449-03:00</updated><title type='text'>COMO É BOM SER CRIANÇA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Pedrão, o lindo do tio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SlgNUN6iQhI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Isa4jvAsLyI/s1600-h/31052009241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357046397740925458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SlgNUN6iQhI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Isa4jvAsLyI/s320/31052009241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-7725086732775167826?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/7725086732775167826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=7725086732775167826' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/7725086732775167826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/7725086732775167826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/07/como-e-bom-ser-crianca.html' title='COMO É BOM SER CRIANÇA'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SlgNUN6iQhI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Isa4jvAsLyI/s72-c/31052009241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-6527989097480688766</id><published>2009-07-02T20:50:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:01:56.986-03:00</updated><title type='text'>INVEJA - parte dois</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"A inveja é tão vil e vergonhosa&lt;br /&gt;que ninguém se atreve a confessá-la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Santiago Ramón y Cajal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmCSEvYsFxI/AAAAAAAABA0/_iqse4s_V5Q/s1600-h/flores+rev.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359444166708041490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmCSEvYsFxI/AAAAAAAABA0/_iqse4s_V5Q/s320/flores+rev.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-6527989097480688766?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/6527989097480688766/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=6527989097480688766' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6527989097480688766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6527989097480688766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/07/inveja-parte-dois.html' title='INVEJA - parte dois'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmCSEvYsFxI/AAAAAAAABA0/_iqse4s_V5Q/s72-c/flores+rev.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4475517160643682109</id><published>2009-07-01T22:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T11:56:41.178-03:00</updated><title type='text'>INVEJA - parte um</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmCQ7-9ZB3I/AAAAAAAABAs/IDfe4OrnjIU/s1600-h/our_bleeding_world_by_yediburun+rev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359442916758062962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmCQ7-9ZB3I/AAAAAAAABAs/IDfe4OrnjIU/s320/our_bleeding_world_by_yediburun+rev.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"É tão natural destruir o que não se pode possuir,&lt;br /&gt;negar o que não se compreende, insultar o que se inveja."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Honoré de Balzac &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/35882330-4475517160643682109?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4475517160643682109/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4475517160643682109' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4475517160643682109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4475517160643682109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/07/inveja-parte-um.html' title='INVEJA - parte um'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SmCQ7-9ZB3I/AAAAAAAABAs/IDfe4OrnjIU/s72-c/our_bleeding_world_by_yediburun+rev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2429557393381107786</id><published>2009-06-25T00:12:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:20:13.533-03:00</updated><title type='text'>NO PAIN, NO GLORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;Find Your Face, de Ben Heine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SllyM7iCqII/AAAAAAAABAc/ZOcJzfrJWb8/s1600-h/Find+Your+Face+by+Ben+Heine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357438798198384770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SllyM7iCqII/AAAAAAAABAc/ZOcJzfrJWb8/s400/Find+Your+Face+by+Ben+Heine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Você pode falhar muitas vezes,&lt;br /&gt;mas só realmente será um fracasso&lt;br /&gt;quando começar a culpar os outros."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Knox Manning&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/35882330-2429557393381107786?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2429557393381107786/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2429557393381107786' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2429557393381107786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2429557393381107786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-pain-no-glory.html' title='NO PAIN, NO GLORY'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SllyM7iCqII/AAAAAAAABAc/ZOcJzfrJWb8/s72-c/Find+Your+Face+by+Ben+Heine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-114987172051514447</id><published>2009-06-24T19:33:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:38:56.765-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TRANSMUTAR QUE FORTALECE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sll1D5hsghI/AAAAAAAABAk/EaPAUIkAguQ/s1600-h/fire+the+grid.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357441941576122898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sll1D5hsghI/AAAAAAAABAk/EaPAUIkAguQ/s320/fire+the+grid.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Não é o mais forte que sobrevive,&lt;br /&gt;nem o mais inteligente, mas&lt;br /&gt;o que melhor se adapta as mudanças."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Charles Darwin&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/35882330-114987172051514447?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/114987172051514447/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=114987172051514447' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/114987172051514447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/114987172051514447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/transmutar-que-fortalece.html' title='TRANSMUTAR QUE FORTALECE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sll1D5hsghI/AAAAAAAABAk/EaPAUIkAguQ/s72-c/fire+the+grid.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-1899346471866612368</id><published>2009-06-23T10:20:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:55:07.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVER SEM VERGONHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A vida é uma oportunidade de ousar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;George Clemenceau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SkLv5Aj_8BI/AAAAAAAAA_s/5oVf-ifBi2Q/s1600-h/4u.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351103069952143378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SkLv5Aj_8BI/AAAAAAAAA_s/5oVf-ifBi2Q/s400/4u.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-1899346471866612368?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/1899346471866612368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=1899346471866612368' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1899346471866612368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1899346471866612368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/viver-sem-vergonha.html' title='VIVER SEM VERGONHA'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SkLv5Aj_8BI/AAAAAAAAA_s/5oVf-ifBi2Q/s72-c/4u.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-1777849722296938009</id><published>2009-06-19T10:22:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:09:31.758-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SOBRE SUEÑOS Y PERDÓN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Si entiendes que sólo el amor es real&lt;br /&gt;sabrás que si no es amor lo que sientes,&lt;br /&gt;dormido estás, mi hermano, y te mientes;&lt;br /&gt;cediendo y poniendo tu fe en lo irreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tu amor es aceptación total&lt;br /&gt;no existe nada ni nadie a quién juzgar,&lt;br /&gt;no existe nada ni nadie a quién culpar;&lt;br /&gt;nuestra ilusión se percibe como tal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada ataque es una súplica de amor;&lt;br /&gt;y así el amor es la única respuesta&lt;br /&gt;que el corazón halla digna de valor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja de soñar y mira la verdad:&lt;br /&gt;que todo ser es Uno y un hermano;&lt;br /&gt;y despertar es gozar la realidad."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;poema: Soneto del Perdón&lt;br /&gt;autora: Karina Malpica&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/35882330-1777849722296938009?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/1777849722296938009/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=1777849722296938009' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1777849722296938009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1777849722296938009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/sobre-suenos-y-realidad.html' title='SOBRE SUEÑOS Y PERDÓN'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-3700191042564774152</id><published>2009-06-17T00:32:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:09:08.537-03:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTRE HISTOIRE EST BELLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;I Like You, de Konrad Hawro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SllpFARc8aI/AAAAAAAABAU/TA1K7ef4U9s/s1600-h/I+Like+You+by+Konrad+Hawro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357428766427378082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SllpFARc8aI/AAAAAAAABAU/TA1K7ef4U9s/s320/I+Like+You+by+Konrad+Hawro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Não quero dizer com isso que&lt;br /&gt;havia deixado de amá-la,&lt;br /&gt;que a esquecera,&lt;br /&gt;que sua imagem desbotara;&lt;br /&gt;ao contrário;&lt;br /&gt;ela morava em mim dia e noite,&lt;br /&gt;como uma silenciosa nostalgia;&lt;br /&gt;eu a desejava como se desejam&lt;br /&gt;as coisas perdidas pra sempre."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Milan Kundera &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/35882330-3700191042564774152?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/3700191042564774152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=3700191042564774152' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3700191042564774152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3700191042564774152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/notre-histoire-est-belle.html' title='NOTRE HISTOIRE EST BELLE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SllpFARc8aI/AAAAAAAABAU/TA1K7ef4U9s/s72-c/I+Like+You+by+Konrad+Hawro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-9178014646221793276</id><published>2009-06-16T04:55:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T02:06:37.401-03:00</updated><title type='text'>UN POCO MAS DE VIDA, POR SUPUESTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Slgco4BsE-I/AAAAAAAABAM/4bz0IeofXk4/s1600-h/buterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357063245317018594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Slgco4BsE-I/AAAAAAAABAM/4bz0IeofXk4/s320/buterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A cada dia que vivo, mais me convenço de que o desperdício da vida está no amor que não damos, nas forças que não usamos, na prudência egoísta que nada arrisca, e que, esquivando-se do sofrimento, perdemos também a felicidade."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-9178014646221793276?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/9178014646221793276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=9178014646221793276' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/9178014646221793276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/9178014646221793276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/un-poco-mas-de-vida-por-supuesto.html' title='UN POCO MAS DE VIDA, POR SUPUESTO'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Slgco4BsE-I/AAAAAAAABAM/4bz0IeofXk4/s72-c/buterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-527837748517045884</id><published>2009-06-15T00:17:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T01:49:24.109-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SE NECESITA GANA PARA SUPERACIÓN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;Nudo Blu II, de Henri Matisse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SlgZXr6wURI/AAAAAAAABAE/c2a2WGRwjYA/s1600-h/Henri+Matisse+-+Nudo+Blu+II.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357059651474051346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SlgZXr6wURI/AAAAAAAABAE/c2a2WGRwjYA/s320/Henri+Matisse+-+Nudo+Blu+II.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A meta não é economizar dinheiro,&lt;br /&gt;mas ganhar dinheiro."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Eliayhu Goldratt&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/35882330-527837748517045884?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/527837748517045884/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=527837748517045884' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/527837748517045884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/527837748517045884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/se-necesita-gana-para-superacion.html' title='SE NECESITA GANA PARA SUPERACIÓN'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SlgZXr6wURI/AAAAAAAABAE/c2a2WGRwjYA/s72-c/Henri+Matisse+-+Nudo+Blu+II.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4097610371718704469</id><published>2009-06-14T01:27:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:43:46.541-03:00</updated><title type='text'>NA ALEGRIA E NA TRISTEZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjR-OL4418I/AAAAAAAAA_M/7iu8Dxv_IDY/s1600-h/snoopy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347037439770286018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjR-OL4418I/AAAAAAAAA_M/7iu8Dxv_IDY/s400/snoopy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Quem tem um amigo,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo que um só,&lt;br /&gt;não importa onde se encontre,&lt;br /&gt;jamais sofrerá de solidão;&lt;br /&gt;poderá morrer de saudades&lt;br /&gt;mas nunca estará só."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Amyr Klink&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/35882330-4097610371718704469?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4097610371718704469/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4097610371718704469' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4097610371718704469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4097610371718704469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/na-alegria-e-na-tristeza.html' title='NA ALEGRIA E NA TRISTEZA'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjR-OL4418I/AAAAAAAAA_M/7iu8Dxv_IDY/s72-c/snoopy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2897738231448258350</id><published>2009-06-13T01:00:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T01:04:05.998-03:00</updated><title type='text'>POR UM DIA-A-DIA MAIS PLENO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjMlG5OBB9I/AAAAAAAAA-0/kv2BjZUobPY/s1600-h/!cid_58960CA4DCEE4DE38B839B799E868C9C%40DG64W3C1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346657982987962322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjMlG5OBB9I/AAAAAAAAA-0/kv2BjZUobPY/s400/!cid_58960CA4DCEE4DE38B839B799E868C9C%40DG64W3C1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lições que não acabam!&lt;br /&gt;É algo como vencer a batalha,&lt;br /&gt;mas não, ainda, a guerra.&lt;br /&gt;A guerra é um contínuo,&lt;br /&gt;sem fim de possibilidades,&lt;br /&gt;oportunidades latentes a todo instante.&lt;br /&gt;A guerra é a Vida, estar no agora,&lt;br /&gt;e essa é muito boa de ser vivida.&lt;br /&gt;Mas só tem graça se acompanhada.&lt;br /&gt;Não há felicidade se não compartihada."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Beto Costard *&lt;/strong&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/35882330-2897738231448258350?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2897738231448258350/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2897738231448258350' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2897738231448258350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2897738231448258350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/por-um-dia-dia-mais-pleno.html' title='POR UM DIA-A-DIA MAIS PLENO'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjMlG5OBB9I/AAAAAAAAA-0/kv2BjZUobPY/s72-c/!cid_58960CA4DCEE4DE38B839B799E868C9C%40DG64W3C1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-3943401346641357547</id><published>2009-06-12T12:53:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T01:13:23.562-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DÉVOUÉE POUR TOI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjJ_3-W-HhI/AAAAAAAAA-k/URzkjulaji8/s1600-h/06044L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346476307251076626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjJ_3-W-HhI/AAAAAAAAA-k/URzkjulaji8/s320/06044L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Close your eyes and I'll kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;Remember I'll always be true&lt;br /&gt;And then while I'm away&lt;br /&gt;I'll write home everyday&lt;br /&gt;And I'll send all my loving to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend that I'm kissing&lt;br /&gt;The lips I am missing&lt;br /&gt;And hope that my dreams will come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then while I'm away&lt;br /&gt;I'll write home everyday&lt;br /&gt;And I'll send all my loving to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my loving I will send to you&lt;br /&gt;All my loving, darling, I'll be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and I'll kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;Remember I'll always be true&lt;br /&gt;And then while I'm away&lt;br /&gt;I'll write home everyday&lt;br /&gt;And I'll send all my loving to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my loving I will send to you&lt;br /&gt;All my loving, darling, I'll be true&lt;br /&gt;All my loving, all my loving&lt;br /&gt;All my loving I will send to you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;canção "All my loving"&lt;br /&gt;de Jim Sturgess&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/35882330-3943401346641357547?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/3943401346641357547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=3943401346641357547' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3943401346641357547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3943401346641357547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/devouee-pour-toi.html' title='DÉVOUÉE POUR TOI'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjJ_3-W-HhI/AAAAAAAAA-k/URzkjulaji8/s72-c/06044L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-5779983318428714365</id><published>2009-06-11T09:27:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T13:10:01.075-03:00</updated><title type='text'>UNE PARTIE DE LA DURE VÉRITÉ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjJ9pzRWuVI/AAAAAAAAA-c/InVEJ8QjGa8/s1600-h/2441884277_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346473864733309266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjJ9pzRWuVI/AAAAAAAAA-c/InVEJ8QjGa8/s320/2441884277_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Se decidir ser cínico, será uma escolha infeliz.&lt;br /&gt;Os cínicos normalmente tem razão.&lt;br /&gt;Os românticos normalmente estão errados.&lt;br /&gt;Mas um romântico só precisa estar certo uma vez na vida,&lt;br /&gt;quando escolhe seu verdadeiro amor."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme O MESTRE DA VIDA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-5779983318428714365?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/5779983318428714365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=5779983318428714365' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5779983318428714365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5779983318428714365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/une-partie-de-la-dure-verite.html' title='UNE PARTIE DE LA DURE VÉRITÉ'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjJ9pzRWuVI/AAAAAAAAA-c/InVEJ8QjGa8/s72-c/2441884277_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-1383213075449018494</id><published>2009-06-05T10:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:48:18.396-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É PRECISO CRER PARA VER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjJ4prFgH8I/AAAAAAAAA-U/lmYv4aEv4cY/s1600-h/!cid_B49CC29C1AE04F84BFA8E892FE6B7A26%40homepc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346468364977971138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjJ4prFgH8I/AAAAAAAAA-U/lmYv4aEv4cY/s320/!cid_B49CC29C1AE04F84BFA8E892FE6B7A26%40homepc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Dizem que o tempo muda tudo, mas, na verdade,&lt;br /&gt;é você quem tem de fazer a mudanças."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Andy Warhol&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/35882330-1383213075449018494?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/1383213075449018494/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=1383213075449018494' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1383213075449018494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1383213075449018494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-preciso-crer-para-ver.html' title='É PRECISO CRER PARA VER'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjJ4prFgH8I/AAAAAAAAA-U/lmYv4aEv4cY/s72-c/!cid_B49CC29C1AE04F84BFA8E892FE6B7A26%40homepc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-7304631673327123226</id><published>2009-06-04T00:03:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:13:37.269-03:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAUTIFUL LIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjGBaWnBoKI/AAAAAAAAA-M/EQpzpC0SUQk/s1600-h/araby_mirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346196522411335842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjGBaWnBoKI/AAAAAAAAA-M/EQpzpC0SUQk/s320/araby_mirror.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;"Quanto mais ardente o amor original, tanto maiores as chances de amadurecimento num relacionamento, mas também tanto maior é a chance de recair no ódio por meio da projeção."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rudiger Dahlke&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/35882330-7304631673327123226?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/7304631673327123226/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=7304631673327123226' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/7304631673327123226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/7304631673327123226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/beautiful-lies.html' title='BEAUTIFUL LIES'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SjGBaWnBoKI/AAAAAAAAA-M/EQpzpC0SUQk/s72-c/araby_mirror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-3835419447022209710</id><published>2009-06-03T01:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:43:27.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VIDA ALÉM DA MATÉRIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"No Tibete, pensamos no espírito e no corpo&lt;br /&gt;como o conteúdo e o recipiente.&lt;br /&gt;Agora a xícara já não é mais uma xícara.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que é o chá? Continua a ser chá.&lt;br /&gt;Exatamente. Na xícara, na mesa ou no chão.&lt;br /&gt;Muda de um recipiente para outro.&lt;br /&gt;Mas continua sendo chá.&lt;br /&gt;É como o espírito depois da morte.&lt;br /&gt;Se muda de um corpo para outro,&lt;br /&gt;mas continua sendo espírito.&lt;br /&gt;Até no pano continua sendo chá, o mesmo chá."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme O PEQUENO BUDA&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/35882330-3835419447022209710?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/3835419447022209710/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=3835419447022209710' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3835419447022209710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3835419447022209710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/vida-alem-da-materia.html' title='VIDA ALÉM DA MATÉRIA'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2778645805268560061</id><published>2009-06-02T20:49:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:36:16.429-03:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIVIDUALITY MEANINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SidAsQCrGqI/AAAAAAAAA-E/8vSupnxRVHM/s1600-h/intention-crop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343310611862985378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SidAsQCrGqI/AAAAAAAAA-E/8vSupnxRVHM/s320/intention-crop.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quando nós, humanos, falamos, pensamos&lt;br /&gt;ou lemos, experenciamos significado."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Eugene T. Gendlin&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/35882330-2778645805268560061?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2778645805268560061/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2778645805268560061' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2778645805268560061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2778645805268560061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/06/individuality-meanings.html' title='INDIVIDUALITY MEANINGS'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SidAsQCrGqI/AAAAAAAAA-E/8vSupnxRVHM/s72-c/intention-crop.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-5076116809219300214</id><published>2009-05-31T22:44:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:31:40.976-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DIFICULDADE E DESEJO DA MUDANÇA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não é o que não sabemos&lt;br /&gt;que nos impede de vencer&lt;br /&gt;- o nosso maior obstáculo&lt;br /&gt;é justamente o que já sabemos." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh Billings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342169793361669026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiMzH38k66I/AAAAAAAAA98/0HFDweuxx4w/s320/wanting_change.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-5076116809219300214?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/5076116809219300214/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=5076116809219300214' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5076116809219300214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5076116809219300214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/05/real-desejo-mudanca.html' title='DIFICULDADE E DESEJO DA MUDANÇA'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiMzH38k66I/AAAAAAAAA98/0HFDweuxx4w/s72-c/wanting_change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2830914897086779552</id><published>2009-05-30T13:54:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:42:48.285-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE IS SHORT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiMxfiVVUqI/AAAAAAAAA90/RrKPbYVvg8A/s1600-h/Playa-Reflections.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342168000853529250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiMxfiVVUqI/AAAAAAAAA90/RrKPbYVvg8A/s320/Playa-Reflections.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Quando algo inesperado acontece,&lt;br /&gt;precisa escolher um rumo, rápido."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme DUELO DE TITÃS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-2830914897086779552?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2830914897086779552/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2830914897086779552' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2830914897086779552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2830914897086779552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-is-short.html' title='LIFE IS SHORT'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiMxfiVVUqI/AAAAAAAAA90/RrKPbYVvg8A/s72-c/Playa-Reflections.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-6005744889976072818</id><published>2009-05-29T22:02:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:30:58.801-03:00</updated><title type='text'>KEEP LIVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Disse o que tinha de dizer, agora escute.&lt;br /&gt;Diz que não quer me ensinar a viver&lt;br /&gt;minha vida, mas o que está fazendo?&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo o que posso ou não posso.&lt;br /&gt;Diz que devo-lhe o que fez por mim.&lt;br /&gt;Escute aqui: não lhe devo nada.&lt;br /&gt;Não fez mais que a obrigação&lt;br /&gt;em carregar aquela sacola!&lt;br /&gt;Porque me trouxe ao mundo&lt;br /&gt;e tinha de fazer o que fez,&lt;br /&gt;assim como o farei por meu filho.&lt;br /&gt;Mas você não me possui.&lt;br /&gt;Não pode me dizer quando e onde&lt;br /&gt;saio da linha ou me forçar&lt;br /&gt;a viver conforme suas regras.&lt;br /&gt;Nem mesmo sabe o que eu sou, pai,&lt;br /&gt;quem eu sou, o que eu sinto,&lt;br /&gt;o que eu penso.&lt;br /&gt;E, se eu tentasse explicar,&lt;br /&gt;você não entenderia.&lt;br /&gt;É 30 anos mais velho do que eu.&lt;br /&gt;Você e sua geração acreditam que&lt;br /&gt;tem de ser como foi para vocês!&lt;br /&gt;E só quando tiver morrido&lt;br /&gt;é que me livrarei deste peso!&lt;br /&gt;Você tem de largar do meu pé!&lt;br /&gt;Papai... Papai... Você é meu pai.&lt;br /&gt;Sou seu filho, amo você.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre amei e sempre amarei.&lt;br /&gt;Mas você pensa em você&lt;br /&gt;como um homem de cor.&lt;br /&gt;Eu penso em mim como homem.&lt;br /&gt;Agora, tenho de tomar uma decisão.&lt;br /&gt;E tenho de tomá-la sozinho e depressa."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme ADIVINHE QUEM VEM PARA JANTAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-6005744889976072818?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/6005744889976072818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=6005744889976072818' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6005744889976072818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6005744889976072818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/05/keep-living.html' title='KEEP LIVING'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4293701749924246848</id><published>2009-05-27T02:23:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T04:11:36.586-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DESEJO DE UNIÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiG54FUwA8I/AAAAAAAAA9k/rwmJyBu8I_8/s1600-h/Celtic+Heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341755006191141826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiG54FUwA8I/AAAAAAAAA9k/rwmJyBu8I_8/s400/Celtic+Heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nem somos duas pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo antes de nos conhecermos&lt;br /&gt;éramos só duas metades&lt;br /&gt;andando por aí com&lt;br /&gt;grandes espaços vazios&lt;br /&gt;no formato da outra pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos encontramos,&lt;br /&gt;finalmente nos completamos."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme SYLVIA - PAIXÃO ALÉM DAS PALAVRAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-4293701749924246848?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4293701749924246848/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4293701749924246848' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4293701749924246848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4293701749924246848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/05/desejo-de-uniao.html' title='DESEJO DE UNIÃO'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiG54FUwA8I/AAAAAAAAA9k/rwmJyBu8I_8/s72-c/Celtic+Heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-6846740780294447967</id><published>2009-05-24T17:36:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:01:48.734-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O TEMPO É PARTE DA ILUSÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiG6lC-v_NI/AAAAAAAAA9s/Mm0bHGY94uY/s1600-h/3goddesses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341755778656107730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiG6lC-v_NI/AAAAAAAAA9s/Mm0bHGY94uY/s320/3goddesses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não é a aliança que dá honra.&lt;br /&gt;É o coração. Um coração inabalável.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez um toque, só um toque de pecado&lt;br /&gt;nos daria essa alegria de viver."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme ZANDALEE - UMA MULHER PARA DOIS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-6846740780294447967?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/6846740780294447967/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=6846740780294447967' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6846740780294447967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6846740780294447967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-tempo-e-parte-da-ilusao.html' title='O TEMPO É PARTE DA ILUSÃO'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiG6lC-v_NI/AAAAAAAAA9s/Mm0bHGY94uY/s72-c/3goddesses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-6117213351787054510</id><published>2009-05-10T00:15:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T19:46:51.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AQUILO QUE FAZ FALTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiG3MIJXbII/AAAAAAAAA9c/6p8rV5rUNLU/s1600-h/shiva-shakti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341752052011199618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiG3MIJXbII/AAAAAAAAA9c/6p8rV5rUNLU/s400/shiva-shakti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A vida seria tranqüila sem o amor.&lt;br /&gt;Segura. Sossegada. E monótona."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme O NOME DA ROSA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-6117213351787054510?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/6117213351787054510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=6117213351787054510' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6117213351787054510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6117213351787054510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/05/aquilo-que-faz-falta.html' title='AQUILO QUE FAZ FALTA'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SiG3MIJXbII/AAAAAAAAA9c/6p8rV5rUNLU/s72-c/shiva-shakti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-251040805333521671</id><published>2009-05-09T20:11:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:10:02.064-03:00</updated><title type='text'>NECESSARY SERENITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYQTa7mcGI/AAAAAAAAA8c/BZ9GdrrcDEc/s1600-h/cena+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333968734499795042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYQTa7mcGI/AAAAAAAAA8c/BZ9GdrrcDEc/s400/cena+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYQTF__msI/AAAAAAAAA8U/eOXsM08uhiE/s1600-h/cena+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333968728881076930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYQTF__msI/AAAAAAAAA8U/eOXsM08uhiE/s400/cena+02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYQS8XIkQI/AAAAAAAAA8M/ZzEpuqO1Y4Y/s1600-h/cena+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333968726293778690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYQS8XIkQI/AAAAAAAAA8M/ZzEpuqO1Y4Y/s400/cena+03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYQSiDhndI/AAAAAAAAA8E/tPwOUVTs-V8/s1600-h/cena+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333968719232212434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYQSiDhndI/AAAAAAAAA8E/tPwOUVTs-V8/s400/cena+04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYPvlsDlKI/AAAAAAAAA78/J3iv79mzFcI/s1600-h/cena+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333968118912095394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYPvlsDlKI/AAAAAAAAA78/J3iv79mzFcI/s400/cena+05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYPvWlFv7I/AAAAAAAAA70/vfOSYJObOLU/s1600-h/cena+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333968114856345522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYPvWlFv7I/AAAAAAAAA70/vfOSYJObOLU/s400/cena+06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYPvNYn4OI/AAAAAAAAA7s/jOe9TCS2ZXE/s1600-h/cena+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333968112388137186" style="DISPLAY: block; 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYPOOiEibI/AAAAAAAAA7E/9RzQhjvB3mw/s1600-h/cena+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333967545760516530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYPOOiEibI/AAAAAAAAA7E/9RzQhjvB3mw/s400/cena+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYPN1FWn7I/AAAAAAAAA68/krQG5bMa6L4/s1600-h/cena+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333967538929180594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYPN1FWn7I/AAAAAAAAA68/krQG5bMa6L4/s400/cena+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYPNn6F5CI/AAAAAAAAA60/unT__DMOE8Y/s1600-h/cena+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333967535392285730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYPNn6F5CI/AAAAAAAAA60/unT__DMOE8Y/s400/cena+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Nesta vida, nada é ao acaso!&lt;br /&gt;Carregamos somente aquilo que suportamos; nem mais, nem menos.&lt;br /&gt;Entendo como sendo algo que precisamos experenciar,&lt;br /&gt;vivenciar para crescer, para dar o próximo passo.&lt;br /&gt;A mente pede explicações, uma certeza à incerteza.&lt;br /&gt;A sensação é de um pêso tão grande que não se pode suportar,&lt;br /&gt;um sentimento de não estar pronto, preparado a enfrentar.&lt;br /&gt;Saber que após a tormenta, vem a bonança;&lt;br /&gt;à cada escolha, uma responsabilidade.&lt;br /&gt;Decisão tomada, caminho trilhado, poder resgatado,&lt;br /&gt;o comando de si, de seu próprio destino.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez não seja claro agora e nem sempre o é;&lt;br /&gt;mas no momento certo, talvez despercebidamente, perceba.&lt;br /&gt;Para tudo há uma razão, basta confiar... &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/35882330-251040805333521671?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/251040805333521671/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=251040805333521671' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/251040805333521671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/251040805333521671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/05/necessary-serenity.html' title='NECESSARY SERENITY'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgYQTa7mcGI/AAAAAAAAA8c/BZ9GdrrcDEc/s72-c/cena+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4575760600915474374</id><published>2009-05-08T23:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:21:45.245-03:00</updated><title type='text'>STAY HAPPY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgTopXV585I/AAAAAAAAA6E/74NhGRjIUR0/s1600-h/ryan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333643656051684242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgTopXV585I/AAAAAAAAA6E/74NhGRjIUR0/s320/ryan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Viver é desenhar sem borracha."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Millôr Fernandes&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/35882330-4575760600915474374?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4575760600915474374/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4575760600915474374' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4575760600915474374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4575760600915474374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/05/stay-happy.html' title='STAY HAPPY'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgTopXV585I/AAAAAAAAA6E/74NhGRjIUR0/s72-c/ryan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2155226890091586986</id><published>2009-05-07T22:19:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:03:15.423-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SORCELLERIE DE LA LUNE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A lua afeta o mar tal como afeta as mulheres."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333257641542096866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgOJkXPBF-I/AAAAAAAAA58/_in0MIYcjAo/s400/!cid_00cb01c7aaff%24ec16d450%240201010a%40micro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-2155226890091586986?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2155226890091586986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2155226890091586986' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2155226890091586986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2155226890091586986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorcellerie-de-la-lune.html' title='SORCELLERIE DE LA LUNE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgOJkXPBF-I/AAAAAAAAA58/_in0MIYcjAo/s72-c/!cid_00cb01c7aaff%24ec16d450%240201010a%40micro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-117950397393166033</id><published>2009-05-05T22:08:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:55:43.291-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TUDO COMO DEVE SER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgDuBR5XkEI/AAAAAAAAA5s/T2TLKibOzHs/s1600-h/change_readiness_spiral.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332523664557969474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgDuBR5XkEI/AAAAAAAAA5s/T2TLKibOzHs/s320/change_readiness_spiral.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;"A vida só tem de previsível a sua imprevisibilidade."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme RATATOUILLE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-117950397393166033?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/117950397393166033/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=117950397393166033' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/117950397393166033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/117950397393166033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/05/tudo-como-deve-ser.html' title='TUDO COMO DEVE SER'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgDuBR5XkEI/AAAAAAAAA5s/T2TLKibOzHs/s72-c/change_readiness_spiral.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-808588430651380522</id><published>2009-05-03T12:05:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:32:04.033-03:00</updated><title type='text'>RÊVEURS QUI SE TROUVENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgDn5r9E52I/AAAAAAAAA5c/1w_sQNOhFd4/s1600-h/animation_flingkite_sh.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332516937044125538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgDn5r9E52I/AAAAAAAAA5c/1w_sQNOhFd4/s320/animation_flingkite_sh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O meu vazio já existe e se chama saudades,&lt;br /&gt;É a tua ausência como minha mulher enquanto de outro.&lt;br /&gt;É a indefinição em doces palavras,&lt;br /&gt;que me trazem perto e me afastam,&lt;br /&gt;Contradição do Querer e do Ser.&lt;br /&gt;Desejo e Sonho querendo caminhar juntos.&lt;br /&gt;É a saudade de algo que não chegou a acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;É o abrir mão e sentir-se a mão aberta."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Beto Costard - &lt;/strong&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/35882330-808588430651380522?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/808588430651380522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgDn5r9E52I/AAAAAAAAA5c/1w_sQNOhFd4/s72-c/animation_flingkite_sh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2075716322769888336</id><published>2009-05-01T17:50:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:24:53.400-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LE PLAISIR DE LA DÉCOUVERTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Abstrait-e-s, de Maric Romandie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgDkeBhwJXI/AAAAAAAAA5M/fYDgJbePWKE/s1600-h/Abstrait-e-s+de+maric.romandie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332513163263878514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgDkeBhwJXI/AAAAAAAAA5M/fYDgJbePWKE/s320/Abstrait-e-s+de+maric.romandie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quantas coisas perdemos por medo de perder." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-2075716322769888336?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2075716322769888336/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2075716322769888336' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-976433282912031587</id><published>2009-04-30T01:24:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:50:32.015-03:00</updated><title type='text'>YES, I HAVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sf5AFE0BQqI/AAAAAAAAA4U/lCw94D62hGs/s1600-h/i+have+time3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331769464788697762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sf5AFE0BQqI/AAAAAAAAA4U/lCw94D62hGs/s320/i+have+time3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-976433282912031587?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sf5AFE0BQqI/AAAAAAAAA4U/lCw94D62hGs/s72-c/i+have+time3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-7159249365887859053</id><published>2009-04-16T02:30:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:24:51.575-03:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MEANING OF LIFE IS TO LIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Fullness of Life, de Mara Friedman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SefXkjJWGaI/AAAAAAAAA4M/8ye9smypoq4/s1600-h/Fullness+of+Life+by+Mara+Friedman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325462107298601378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SefXkjJWGaI/AAAAAAAAA4M/8ye9smypoq4/s400/Fullness+of+Life+by+Mara+Friedman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Crescimento envolve cura."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sister Eveleen&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/35882330-7159249365887859053?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/7159249365887859053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=7159249365887859053' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-1671179440448073276</id><published>2009-04-15T02:42:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:14:34.128-03:00</updated><title type='text'>POUR DONNER LA PROCHE ÉTAPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Genuine compassion is irrespective of&lt;br /&gt;others' attitude towards you...&lt;br /&gt;but so long as others are also just like myself&lt;br /&gt;and want happiness, do not want suffering,&lt;br /&gt;and also have the right to overcome suffering,&lt;br /&gt;that basis, you develop some kind of sense of concern&lt;br /&gt;that is genuine compassion,&lt;br /&gt;now unbiased, even towards your enemy,&lt;br /&gt;so long as that enemy is also a human being&lt;br /&gt;or other form of sentient being.&lt;br /&gt;They also have the right to overcome suffering.&lt;br /&gt;So on that basis, there is your sense of concern.&lt;br /&gt;This is compassion."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dalai Lama&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/35882330-1671179440448073276?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/1671179440448073276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=1671179440448073276' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1671179440448073276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/1671179440448073276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/04/pour-donner-la-proche-etape.html' title='POUR DONNER LA PROCHE ÉTAPE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-7264557338610509813</id><published>2009-04-14T03:09:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:41:04.558-03:00</updated><title type='text'>IT´S NOW OR NEVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Eros e Psique às Avessas, de Rose Canazzaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SeRA4YrRZ-I/AAAAAAAAA4E/xJe6aonVgpw/s1600-h/EROS+E+PSIQUE+%C3%80S+AVESSAS+Rose+Canazzaro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324451996899567586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SeRA4YrRZ-I/AAAAAAAAA4E/xJe6aonVgpw/s400/EROS+E+PSIQUE+%C3%80S+AVESSAS+Rose+Canazzaro.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Às vezes, acho que o tempo&lt;br /&gt;é muito cruel conosco;&lt;br /&gt;noutras, que nos prepara&lt;br /&gt;para vivermos de forma bela e plena."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;* Beto Costard *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-7264557338610509813?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/7264557338610509813/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=7264557338610509813' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/7264557338610509813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/7264557338610509813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-now-or-never.html' title='IT´S NOW OR NEVER'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SeRA4YrRZ-I/AAAAAAAAA4E/xJe6aonVgpw/s72-c/EROS+E+PSIQUE+%C3%80S+AVESSAS+Rose+Canazzaro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-1016185725678745414</id><published>2009-03-31T18:19:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:03:44.709-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SUBTILE LUMINOSITÉ À VIVRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SdKPbFB6d1I/AAAAAAAAA38/wkTd--Dvp1E/s1600-h/sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319471805247420242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SdKPbFB6d1I/AAAAAAAAA38/wkTd--Dvp1E/s400/sol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O amante se prova verdadeiro pela dor em seu coração;&lt;br /&gt;Não há mal como o mal do coração.&lt;br /&gt;A dor do amante é diferente de todas as dores;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é o astrolábio dos mistérios de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Pode o amante suspirar por este ou aquele amor,&lt;br /&gt;Mas no fim é atraído ao Rei do Amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que se descreva ou se explique o amor,&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos apaixonamos envergonhamo-nos de nossas palavras.&lt;br /&gt;A explicação pela língua esclarece a maioria das coisas,&lt;br /&gt;Mas o amor não-explicado é mais claro.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a pena se apressou em escrever,&lt;br /&gt;Ao chegar no tema do amor, partiu-se em duas.&lt;br /&gt;Quando o discurso tocou a questão do amor,&lt;br /&gt;A pena pena partiu-se e o papel rasgou-se.&lt;br /&gt;Ao explicá-lo, a razão logo empaca, como um asno no atoleiro.&lt;br /&gt;Nada senão o próprio Amor pode explicar o amor e os amantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém senão o Sol pode revelar o sol,&lt;br /&gt;Se o vires revelado, não lhe dê as costas.&lt;br /&gt;Sombras, de fato, podem indicar a presença do sol,&lt;br /&gt;Mas só o sol revela a luz da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Sombras trazem sonolência, como as conversas ao anoitecer,&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando o sol se levanta, "a lua está fendida".&lt;br /&gt;No mundo, nada é tão prodigioso como o sol,&lt;br /&gt;Mas o Sol da alma não se põe e não possui ontem.&lt;br /&gt;Embora o sol material seja único e singular,&lt;br /&gt;Podemos conceber sóis semelhantes a ele.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o sol da alma, além deste firmamento,&lt;br /&gt;Nada se iguala, seja concreto ou abstrato.&lt;br /&gt;Onde haverá lugar na concepção para Sua essência,&lt;br /&gt;Para que algo similar a Ele seja concebível?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;poema: Descrição do Amor&lt;br /&gt;autor: Jalaluddin Rumi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-1016185725678745414?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/1016185725678745414/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=1016185725678745414' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-6594837103638578607</id><published>2009-03-28T18:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:47:02.994-03:00</updated><title type='text'>UNDERSTANDING TO FREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Communion, de Robert Hardgrave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sf5IwGDChfI/AAAAAAAAA4k/sO3aR0tUObk/s1600-h/Communion+-+by+Robert+Hardgrave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331778999947527666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sf5IwGDChfI/AAAAAAAAA4k/sO3aR0tUObk/s400/Communion+-+by+Robert+Hardgrave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sabe o que as pessoas mais temem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que elas não entendem.&lt;br /&gt;Quando não entendemos algo,&lt;br /&gt;ficamos com nossas suposições."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme ENCONTRANDO FORRESTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-6594837103638578607?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sf5IwGDChfI/AAAAAAAAA4k/sO3aR0tUObk/s72-c/Communion+-+by+Robert+Hardgrave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-7369750339255353803</id><published>2009-03-27T03:06:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:24:39.672-03:00</updated><title type='text'>BLINDNESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sf5RUG-gQgI/AAAAAAAAA48/LXETaKomSqk/s1600-h/Ring_around_the_Moon_Jan_29_003%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331788414765253122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sf5RUG-gQgI/AAAAAAAAA48/LXETaKomSqk/s320/Ring_around_the_Moon_Jan_29_003%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Você nunca vai descobrir nada se não perguntar."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme O MENSAGEIRO TRAPALHÃO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-7369750339255353803?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/7369750339255353803/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=7369750339255353803' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-5027812931965658659</id><published>2009-02-26T14:18:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:23:46.781-03:00</updated><title type='text'>POUR CHERCHER UN CHEMIN PROPRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sacv1PvwhaI/AAAAAAAAA3s/E2ln-p6Nr1o/s1600-h/rainbow0406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307263277685835170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sacv1PvwhaI/AAAAAAAAA3s/E2ln-p6Nr1o/s400/rainbow0406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O inefável prazer de viver não se experimenta&lt;br /&gt;enquanto não começamos a olhar nossa vida como&lt;br /&gt;o principal trabalho que devemos empreender."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carlos Bernardo González Pecotche&lt;/em&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/35882330-5027812931965658659?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/5027812931965658659/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=5027812931965658659' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5027812931965658659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5027812931965658659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/02/pour-donner-la-proche-etape.html' title='POUR CHERCHER UN CHEMIN PROPRE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/Sacv1PvwhaI/AAAAAAAAA3s/E2ln-p6Nr1o/s72-c/rainbow0406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2311208201626079284</id><published>2009-02-18T17:54:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:42:07.304-03:00</updated><title type='text'>UN ALLER ET VENIR QU'IL NE CESSE PAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgY3vXYcKsI/AAAAAAAAA8k/JLqoWaLHjeI/s1600-h/radiant_light_mandala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334012095536835266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgY3vXYcKsI/AAAAAAAAA8k/JLqoWaLHjeI/s320/radiant_light_mandala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eu sou as palavras que não ousas dizer&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou a necessidade que te mantém fraco&lt;br /&gt;A salvação que procuras&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou a ferida que não cicatriza&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou as cicatrizes que não podes revelar&lt;br /&gt;Um altar sagrado onde te ajoelhas&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou&lt;br /&gt;E após cada desastre&lt;br /&gt;As trágicas, embora educadas despedidas&lt;br /&gt;Eu me vejo com as lágrimas amargas que crucificam&lt;br /&gt;No alento de cada amante esperançoso&lt;br /&gt;Ascendendo de cada pequena morte&lt;br /&gt;Eu me ergo só para ver que fiquei só&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me tua escuridão, farei dela uma luz&lt;br /&gt;E todos os teus erros eu corrigirei&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou a tua luz na noite&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;fonte: filme DELTA DE VÊNUS&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/35882330-2311208201626079284?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2311208201626079284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2311208201626079284' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2311208201626079284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2311208201626079284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/02/un-aller-et-venir-quil-ne-cesse-pas.html' title='UN ALLER ET VENIR QU&apos;IL NE CESSE PAS'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgY3vXYcKsI/AAAAAAAAA8k/JLqoWaLHjeI/s72-c/radiant_light_mandala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-3157952006374428018</id><published>2009-02-17T11:49:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:23:56.124-03:00</updated><title type='text'>INNOCENT DESIRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Amizade é a única escolha&lt;br /&gt;na vida que podemos fazer!&lt;br /&gt;Não pode escolher sua família!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenhum homem pode ser julgado&lt;br /&gt;por sua virilidade!&lt;br /&gt;É como culpar a bússola por&lt;br /&gt;apontar para o norte!&lt;br /&gt;Amizade é tudo o que temos!&lt;br /&gt;Escolhemos um ao outro!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme CONSPIRAÇÃO TEQUILA&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/35882330-3157952006374428018?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/3157952006374428018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=3157952006374428018' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3157952006374428018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3157952006374428018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/02/innocent-desire.html' title='INNOCENT DESIRE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4312072996960987476</id><published>2009-01-22T00:39:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:37:28.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTAMOS TODOS À SERVIÇO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgY9xZNL2xI/AAAAAAAAA8s/hKan2iKp94w/s1600-h/rever%C3%AAncia+bud%C3%ADca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334018727456004882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgY9xZNL2xI/AAAAAAAAA8s/hKan2iKp94w/s320/rever%C3%AAncia+bud%C3%ADca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Olhe os girassóis. Inclinam-se para o sol,&lt;br /&gt;mas, se algum estiver inclinado demais,&lt;br /&gt;então está morto.&lt;br /&gt;Você está servindo, mas não é um servo.&lt;br /&gt;Servir é a arte suprema.&lt;br /&gt;Deus é o primeiro dos servidores:&lt;br /&gt;serve aos homens sem ser um servo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme A VIDA É BELA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-4312072996960987476?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4312072996960987476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4312072996960987476' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4312072996960987476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4312072996960987476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/01/estamos-todos-servico.html' title='ESTAMOS TODOS À SERVIÇO'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgY9xZNL2xI/AAAAAAAAA8s/hKan2iKp94w/s72-c/rever%C3%AAncia+bud%C3%ADca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4617203797568498787</id><published>2009-01-21T02:25:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:09:05.597-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SUBTIL GLISSEMENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Ardent Love (2008), de Gary Benfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgZD5DUFjdI/AAAAAAAAA9M/fA6NLXSv3Bc/s1600-h/benfield_original_ardent_love_26x37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334025456088092114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgZD5DUFjdI/AAAAAAAAA9M/fA6NLXSv3Bc/s400/benfield_original_ardent_love_26x37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O passo entre visão elevada&lt;br /&gt;e o frenesi pecaminoso é bem curto."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme O NOME DA ROSA&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/35882330-4617203797568498787?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4617203797568498787/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4617203797568498787' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4617203797568498787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4617203797568498787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/01/subtil-glissement.html' title='SUBTIL GLISSEMENT'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SgZD5DUFjdI/AAAAAAAAA9M/fA6NLXSv3Bc/s72-c/benfield_original_ardent_love_26x37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-2915180187976648598</id><published>2009-01-13T01:31:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:41:48.388-02:00</updated><title type='text'>THE POWER OF INTENTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"Não posso curar os doentes,&lt;br /&gt;mas posso dar-lhes esperança.&lt;br /&gt;Combatemos nosso pior inimigo,&lt;br /&gt;o medo, com a esperança."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Como consigo essa sabedoria?&lt;br /&gt;Eu olhava as constelações&lt;br /&gt;procurando explicações para&lt;br /&gt;os mistérios da minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Mas as estrelas tem apenas&lt;br /&gt;parte das respostas.&lt;br /&gt;Agora, olho para dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;e para aqueles que me amam.&lt;br /&gt;Podemos moldar nosso destino."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No meio de infortúnios surgem bençãos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As estrelas, que me confundiam,&lt;br /&gt;agora me indicam o caminho.&lt;br /&gt;Estive viajando todo esse tempo,&lt;br /&gt;encontrei meu destino e deixei&lt;br /&gt;para trás as tristezas.&lt;br /&gt;Minha jornada continua."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme O OUTRO LADO DA NOBREZA &lt;/span&gt;&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/35882330-2915180187976648598?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/2915180187976648598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=2915180187976648598' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2915180187976648598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/2915180187976648598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/01/power-of-intention.html' title='THE POWER OF INTENTION'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-6029223814584162185</id><published>2009-01-12T01:07:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:41:12.677-02:00</updated><title type='text'>REFLEXIVE ORGY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SWyvrALKfuI/AAAAAAAAA3I/gvF8iHnY4Mo/s1600-h/art_labyrinth.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290796815569551074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SWyvrALKfuI/AAAAAAAAA3I/gvF8iHnY4Mo/s320/art_labyrinth.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A mente humana é um labirinto de possibilidades."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Beto Costard -&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/35882330-6029223814584162185?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/6029223814584162185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=6029223814584162185' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6029223814584162185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6029223814584162185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/01/reflexive-orgy.html' title='REFLEXIVE ORGY'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SWyvrALKfuI/AAAAAAAAA3I/gvF8iHnY4Mo/s72-c/art_labyrinth.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-6462959685019680079</id><published>2009-01-09T01:35:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:30:42.387-02:00</updated><title type='text'>PAR UN PEU DE DIGNITÉ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ter os joelhos encardidos?&lt;br /&gt;Treinar todos os meus sentidos?&lt;br /&gt;Encontrar talento nos sendeiros,&lt;br /&gt;aterrar-me de ouvir noveleiros,&lt;br /&gt;sentir prazer ou esperança&lt;br /&gt;de estar em um jornal da França?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, antepor, de medo e covardia,&lt;br /&gt;salamaleque à rútila poesia?&lt;br /&gt;Redigir petições e ser de alguém?&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado! Obrigado! Obrigado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém, cantar, sonhar, rir,&lt;br /&gt;passar, ter liberdade e fibra.&lt;br /&gt;Ter vista segure, voz que vibra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pôr o feltro, espantar perversos,&lt;br /&gt;por um nada lutar, fazer versos.&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhar sem fitar honrarias,&lt;br /&gt;numa excursão à lua em fantasias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guardar para mim a gratidão pura,&lt;br /&gt;sem ser a hera, parasita obscura,&lt;br /&gt;nem o carvalho do caminho.&lt;br /&gt;Subir não muito, mas sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostra orgulho,&lt;br /&gt;ostentas amargor,&lt;br /&gt;mas confesso:&lt;br /&gt;é infeliz no amor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme CYRANO&lt;/span&gt;&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/35882330-6462959685019680079?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/6462959685019680079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=6462959685019680079' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6462959685019680079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6462959685019680079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/01/par-un-peu-de-dignit.html' title='PAR UN PEU DE DIGNITÉ'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-3885405159059083021</id><published>2009-01-07T01:32:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:39:57.220-02:00</updated><title type='text'>KEEP THE EYES OPENED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SWy2rShVZmI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Wq950UIMUt8/s1600-h/ano_novo2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290804517075773026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SWy2rShVZmI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Wq950UIMUt8/s200/ano_novo2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O que não chega à consciência volta como destino."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Carl Gustav Jung&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/35882330-3885405159059083021?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/3885405159059083021/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=3885405159059083021' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3885405159059083021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3885405159059083021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/01/keep-eyes-opened.html' title='KEEP THE EYES OPENED'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SWy2rShVZmI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Wq950UIMUt8/s72-c/ano_novo2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-3578420176593732527</id><published>2009-01-05T09:32:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:30:09.649-02:00</updated><title type='text'>COMO MESTRE DE SI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SWInX7JLzMI/AAAAAAAAA24/6z6AK9NUGio/s1600-h/fun.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287832204453072066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SWInX7JLzMI/AAAAAAAAA24/6z6AK9NUGio/s200/fun.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Aqui e agora, no momento em que crio&lt;br /&gt;é quando me sinto mais confiante.&lt;br /&gt;É quando sinto que faço a coisa certa.&lt;br /&gt;Uma onda de emoções me atinge, a maioria&lt;br /&gt;delas é o melhor que já conheci."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme O MESTRE DA VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-3578420176593732527?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/3578420176593732527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=3578420176593732527' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3578420176593732527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3578420176593732527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/01/como-mestre-de-si.html' title='COMO MESTRE DE SI'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SWInX7JLzMI/AAAAAAAAA24/6z6AK9NUGio/s72-c/fun.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-3605640204125849846</id><published>2009-01-04T04:19:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:10:07.948-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ANO NOVO, NOVO ANO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SWIdhDsEsWI/AAAAAAAAA2o/fc9wu3QOZNQ/s1600-h/Peace%2520Dove.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287821366249435490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SWIdhDsEsWI/AAAAAAAAA2o/fc9wu3QOZNQ/s400/Peace%2520Dove.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A verdade é que aquilo que você procura&lt;br /&gt;está com você o tempo todo,&lt;br /&gt;mais próximo que as mãos ou os pés."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sister Gyanamata&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/35882330-3605640204125849846?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/3605640204125849846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=3605640204125849846' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3605640204125849846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/3605640204125849846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='ANO NOVO, NOVO ANO'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SWIdhDsEsWI/AAAAAAAAA2o/fc9wu3QOZNQ/s72-c/Peace%2520Dove.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-6830380668670580519</id><published>2008-12-29T00:51:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T01:00:51.235-02:00</updated><title type='text'>VUOTO CREATIVO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tal como o espaço vazio numa pintura,&lt;br /&gt;o tempo em que nada acontece tem seu propósito."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Edward de Bono&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVg7-lnQdxI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ONFHMvozAN8/s1600-h/IMAG001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285040109153974034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVg7-lnQdxI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ONFHMvozAN8/s400/IMAG001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Transformações pelo inesperado&lt;br /&gt;Um não saber de onde vir&lt;br /&gt;Angustia por não onde ir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acontece, sublime momento&lt;br /&gt;Desejo intenso alcançado&lt;br /&gt;Realização do não imaginado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz-se presente, uma benção&lt;br /&gt;Luz no fim do túnel, fé&lt;br /&gt;Despertar de algo adormecido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deparar-se com a Vida, ver-te&lt;br /&gt;Perceber a beleza ao redor&lt;br /&gt;Satisfação que preenche, plena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontros e desencontros, viver&lt;br /&gt;O absoluto desprendimento, agora&lt;br /&gt;Gratidão! Sigo em frente, cá estou"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Beto Costard -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-6830380668670580519?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/6830380668670580519/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=6830380668670580519' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6830380668670580519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/6830380668670580519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2008/12/vuoto-creativo.html' title='VUOTO CREATIVO'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVg7-lnQdxI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ONFHMvozAN8/s72-c/IMAG001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4442357068012560246</id><published>2008-12-28T02:18:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T03:00:52.801-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ILLUSION DE VIVRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Reality is merely an illusion,&lt;br /&gt;albeit a very persistent one."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVcGG45ZboI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/InIDOl_rziQ/s1600-h/cd46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284699403164675714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVcGG45ZboI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/InIDOl_rziQ/s320/cd46.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O pensamento é real. A matéria é ilusão."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;fonte: filme AMOR ALÉM DA VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-4442357068012560246?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4442357068012560246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4442357068012560246' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4442357068012560246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4442357068012560246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2008/12/illusion-de-vivre.html' title='ILLUSION DE VIVRE'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVcGG45ZboI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/InIDOl_rziQ/s72-c/cd46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-4645082342017792175</id><published>2008-12-27T00:15:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T11:38:55.312-02:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVER NA PUREZA DO AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVWU7YJAogI/AAAAAAAAA1o/HR06-YQJ4AQ/s1600-h/meditatebubbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284293485602578946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVWU7YJAogI/AAAAAAAAA1o/HR06-YQJ4AQ/s320/meditatebubbles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A desilusão chega somente para aqueles que perdem sua postura. O egoísmo é o que mais faz as pessoas esquecerem a Verdade fundamental. Uma vez que o ego domina o ser humano, ele se desvia do ideal e se precipita do topo da escada, caindo rapidamente, degrau por degrau, até o fundo. O egoísmo produz a fragmentação, o ódio e o apego."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sathya Sai Baba&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/35882330-4645082342017792175?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/4645082342017792175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=4645082342017792175' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4645082342017792175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/4645082342017792175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2008/12/viver-na-pureza-do-amor.html' title='VIVER NA PUREZA DO AMOR'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVWU7YJAogI/AAAAAAAAA1o/HR06-YQJ4AQ/s72-c/meditatebubbles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-951321574200678491</id><published>2008-12-26T02:02:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:20:59.765-02:00</updated><title type='text'>C'EST TOI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVWQ5SpP1XI/AAAAAAAAA1g/LVNha9Lo7PM/s1600-h/197227912_e3d9f417fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284289051720930674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVWQ5SpP1XI/AAAAAAAAA1g/LVNha9Lo7PM/s320/197227912_e3d9f417fb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35882330-951321574200678491?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/951321574200678491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=951321574200678491' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/951321574200678491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/951321574200678491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2008/12/cest-toi.html' title='C&apos;EST TOI'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVWQ5SpP1XI/AAAAAAAAA1g/LVNha9Lo7PM/s72-c/197227912_e3d9f417fb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35882330.post-5613095953673233248</id><published>2008-12-25T02:51:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T03:29:01.463-02:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS BLESSING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVMS533ReBI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/MCE9QxLf314/s1600-h/20061122a-girlinsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283587573293348882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVMS533ReBI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/MCE9QxLf314/s400/20061122a-girlinsnow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Se eu pudesse deixar algum presente à você,&lt;br /&gt;deixaria aceso o sentimento&lt;br /&gt;de amar a vida dos seres humanos;&lt;br /&gt;a consciência de aprender&lt;br /&gt;tudo o que foi ensinado pelo tempo afora.&lt;br /&gt;Deixaria para você, se pudesse,&lt;br /&gt;o respeito àquilo que é indispensável:&lt;br /&gt;além do pão, o trabalho;&lt;br /&gt;além do trabalho, a ação.&lt;br /&gt;E quando tudo mais faltasse, um segredo:&lt;br /&gt;o de buscar no interior de si mesmo,&lt;br /&gt;a resposta e a força para encontrar a saída."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Mahatma Ghandi - &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/35882330-5613095953673233248?l=betocostard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/feeds/5613095953673233248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35882330&amp;postID=5613095953673233248' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5613095953673233248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35882330/posts/default/5613095953673233248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betocostard.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-blessing.html' title='CHRISTMAS BLESSING'/><author><name>Beto Costard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515524634138416710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4yk_1kikX4/TWm7JWyO6-I/AAAAAAAABK0/8AhOdcwCzJY/s220/P2100263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DS89boGrB5s/SVMS533ReBI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/MCE9QxLf314/s72-c/20061122a-girlinsnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
