<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:24:21.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusão</title><subtitle type='html'>&gt;&gt;&gt;corra lola&lt;&lt;&lt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-5202084429051921909</id><published>2008-09-29T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:17:37.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As flores de plástico não morrem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SOGnAoOZ-SI/AAAAAAAAADo/USvdA8TYyI8/s1600-h/flor+de+pel%C3%BAcia+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SOGnAoOZ-SI/AAAAAAAAADo/USvdA8TYyI8/s400/flor+de+pel%C3%BAcia+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251662269730388258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SOGeR0jmPDI/AAAAAAAAADg/_Fe5xBqoyjA/s1600-h/flor+de+pel%C3%BAcia+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece contraditório nascer no primeiro dia da Primavera às 10h da manhã de um dia ensolarado e ainda assim não ser uma admiradora das flores.  Ja tentei ceder a belaza de suas cores  e ao perfume encantador que delas vêm mas só de lembrar que em poucos dias toda aquela vida e beleza se transformarão em pétalas opacas e tristes.&lt;br /&gt;Por que serem tão belas e perfumadas se o mundo lhes reserva tão pouco tempo?&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1218519067883424916-5202084429051921909?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/5202084429051921909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=5202084429051921909' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/5202084429051921909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/5202084429051921909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-flores-de-plstico-no-morrem.html' title='As flores de plástico não morrem!'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SOGnAoOZ-SI/AAAAAAAAADo/USvdA8TYyI8/s72-c/flor+de+pel%C3%BAcia+066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-6497791867109410239</id><published>2008-08-18T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T17:33:43.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bom dia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SKoUcgy0n7I/AAAAAAAAADI/AdnO_G2KwF8/s1600-h/IMG_1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236019996843614130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SKoUcgy0n7I/AAAAAAAAADI/AdnO_G2KwF8/s400/IMG_1184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SKoSkOnhkXI/AAAAAAAAADA/-Z4Yu6Y5JRM/s1600-h/IMG_1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bom dia,&lt;br /&gt;Olha as flores que eu trouxe pra você, amor&lt;br /&gt;São pra comemorar aquele dia&lt;br /&gt;Que passei a viver do teu lado&lt;br /&gt;Eu me lembro, entre nós não havia quase nada.&lt;br /&gt;E agora é só você que me faz cantar&lt;br /&gt;É só você que me faz cantar&lt;br /&gt;Havia&lt;br /&gt;Mil motivos pra eu não estar naquele show&lt;br /&gt;Mas o nosso destino foi escrito sob o som de uma banda qualquer&lt;br /&gt;Eu me lembro, em setembro&lt;br /&gt;Conheci minha mulher...&lt;br /&gt;E agora é só você que me faz cantar&lt;br /&gt;E é só você que me faz cantar&lt;br /&gt;E é só você que me faz cantar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1218519067883424916-6497791867109410239?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/6497791867109410239/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=6497791867109410239' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/6497791867109410239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/6497791867109410239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2008/08/bom-dia.html' title='Bom dia!'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SKoUcgy0n7I/AAAAAAAAADI/AdnO_G2KwF8/s72-c/IMG_1184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-5725155686179190700</id><published>2008-04-28T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T04:42:21.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Como um simples mortal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SBW39DBoIbI/AAAAAAAAABM/LNWXQMb0sSk/s1600-h/0,,14526070-EXH,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194260004653769138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SBW39DBoIbI/AAAAAAAAABM/LNWXQMb0sSk/s320/0,,14526070-EXH,00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SBW31TBoIaI/AAAAAAAAABE/05s1o-7bB48/s1600-h/0,,14526070-EXH,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine enconontrar com o Chico (olha a intimidade) pela orla do Leblon! Normal. Talvez numa caminhada pela Lagoa, ou num espetáculo no Municipal... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora imagine que neste domingo, de decisão no Maraca, e não era nem uma partida do Fluminense, a pessoa mais improvável de ser vista entre a multidão das arquibancadas estava lá, reluzente, um azul em meio àquele mar vermelho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salve Chico!&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/1218519067883424916-5725155686179190700?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/5725155686179190700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=5725155686179190700' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/5725155686179190700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/5725155686179190700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2008/04/como-um-simples-mortal.html' title='Como um simples mortal'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SBW39DBoIbI/AAAAAAAAABM/LNWXQMb0sSk/s72-c/0,,14526070-EXH,00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-867252904195150114</id><published>2008-04-23T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:58:10.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Saga!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SBAFHDBoIZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7tD-4Htqdz4/s1600-h/ser+jornalista+1a.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192655988987535762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SBAFHDBoIZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7tD-4Htqdz4/s320/ser+jornalista+1a.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser Jornalista é: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trabalhar no dia do trabalho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mais nova saga na vida de uma menina que pensa em conquistar o mundo num piscar de olhos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1218519067883424916-867252904195150114?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/867252904195150114/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=867252904195150114' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/867252904195150114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/867252904195150114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2008/04/saga.html' title='A Saga!'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SBAFHDBoIZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7tD-4Htqdz4/s72-c/ser+jornalista+1a.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-7117802937598059130</id><published>2008-04-22T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T08:05:04.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensar, agora da cadeia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SA39-TBoIXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wX4QKcnJgKU/s1600-h/21_MVG_rio_marcha_flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192085192128864626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" height="179" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SA39-TBoIXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wX4QKcnJgKU/s320/21_MVG_rio_marcha_flyer.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo ano, a mesma polêmica: Seria apologia ao uso de drogas ou não?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A novidade deste ano da Marcha da Maconha, que mesmo antes de acontecer já está dando o que falar, foi a prisão de manifestantes que panfletavam nas ruas do Rio de Janeiro neste domingo. Mesmo tendo a lei a seu favor, o grupo de manifestantes foi levado pela policia militar e autuados por apologia às drogas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine que, pensar, agora é um ato ilegal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Marcha da Maconha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;04 de Maio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arpoador - RJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1218519067883424916-7117802937598059130?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/7117802937598059130/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=7117802937598059130' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/7117802937598059130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/7117802937598059130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2008/04/pensar-agora-da-cadeia.html' title='Pensar, agora da cadeia!'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/SA39-TBoIXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wX4QKcnJgKU/s72-c/21_MVG_rio_marcha_flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-6267211986727578117</id><published>2008-01-08T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T20:31:06.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Não é apenas o avanço tecnológico que marcou o inicio deste milênio. As relações afetivas também estão passando por profundas transformações e revolucionando o conceito de amor (...)&lt;br /&gt;A palavra de ordem deste século é parceria."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1218519067883424916-6267211986727578117?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/6267211986727578117/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=6267211986727578117' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/6267211986727578117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/6267211986727578117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-apenas-o-avano-tecnolgico-que-marcou.html' title=''/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-5476416177519390901</id><published>2007-12-17T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T11:28:56.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/R2bN2MHgD7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/e5nc2Q79rvU/s1600-h/frango+sofre+ate+depois+de+morto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145025955166687154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/R2bN2MHgD7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/e5nc2Q79rvU/s320/frango+sofre+ate+depois+de+morto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Frango sofre até depois de morto"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Homenagem ao "Magoo" que me influenciou no gosto pela fotografia&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1218519067883424916-5476416177519390901?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/5476416177519390901/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=5476416177519390901' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/5476416177519390901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/5476416177519390901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2007/12/frango-sofre-at-depois-de-morto.html' title=''/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/R2bN2MHgD7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/e5nc2Q79rvU/s72-c/frango+sofre+ate+depois+de+morto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-1728701573121110918</id><published>2007-12-12T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T06:24:42.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hummm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/R1_u0tVOcFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zfXBkjgO5C4/s1600-h/acerolas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143091888769626194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/R1_u0tVOcFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zfXBkjgO5C4/s320/acerolas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma pequena homenagem a essas meninas fazedoras de acerolas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quem estiver interessado, acesse: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/acerola.bolsas"&gt;www.flickr.com/acerola.bolsas&lt;/a&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/1218519067883424916-1728701573121110918?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/1728701573121110918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=1728701573121110918' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/1728701573121110918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/1728701573121110918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2007/12/hummm.html' title='Hummm'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/R1_u0tVOcFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zfXBkjgO5C4/s72-c/acerolas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-194970433675467883</id><published>2007-08-06T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T07:23:23.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Machadinho"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/RrcusySUFfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/59UKhQGwuZQ/s1600-h/Machado+caricatura.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095592850340713970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/RrcusySUFfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/59UKhQGwuZQ/s320/Machado+caricatura.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No dia em que a Natureza se fizer comunista e destruir igualmente as boas qualidades morais, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a virtude deixará de ser uma riqueza".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Machado de Assis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(em Iaiá Garcia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1218519067883424916-194970433675467883?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/194970433675467883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=194970433675467883' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/194970433675467883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/194970433675467883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2007/08/machadinho.html' title='&quot;Machadinho&quot;'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hSnubEWJoTs/RrcusySUFfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/59UKhQGwuZQ/s72-c/Machado+caricatura.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-8403362627411485038</id><published>2007-08-03T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T21:06:27.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congresso Internacional do Medo</title><content type='html'>Provisoriamente não cantaremos o amor,&lt;br /&gt;que se refugiou mais abaixo dos subterrâneos.&lt;br /&gt;Cantaremos o medo, que estereliza os abraços,&lt;br /&gt;não cantaremos o ódio porque esse não existe,&lt;br /&gt;existe apenas o medo, nosso pai e nosso companheiro,&lt;br /&gt;o medo grande dos sertões, dos mares, dos desertos,&lt;br /&gt;o medo dos soldados, o medo das mães, o medo das igrejas,&lt;br /&gt;cantaremos o medo dos ditadores, o medo dos democrátas,&lt;br /&gt;cantaremos o medo da morte e o medo de depois da morte,&lt;br /&gt;depois morreremos de medo&lt;br /&gt;e sobre nossos túmulos nascerão flores amarelas e medrosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1218519067883424916-8403362627411485038?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/8403362627411485038/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=8403362627411485038' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/8403362627411485038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/8403362627411485038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2007/08/congresso-internacional-do-medo.html' title='Congresso Internacional do Medo'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-3816561367710572740</id><published>2007-06-09T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T15:10:14.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O que é ser politizado</title><content type='html'>Ser politizado é entender como funcionam as relações de poder em cada sociedade e no mundo em geral. É compreender que, por tras das relações de troca no mercado existem relações de exploração. Que, por tras das relações de voto, existem relações de dominação. Que por tras das relações de informação, há um processo de alienação. (...)&lt;br /&gt;Ser politizado é compreender que tudo o que existe foi produzido historicamente, pelas relações entre os homens e o meio em que vivem. Ou melhor, entre os homens, intermediados pelo emio em que vivem. E que, portanto, tudo o que foi construído pelos homens pode ser desconstruído e reconstruído. (...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre o politizado e o despolitizado está a alienação (...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emir Saber&lt;br /&gt;(Cientista Político)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1218519067883424916-3816561367710572740?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/3816561367710572740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=3816561367710572740' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/3816561367710572740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/3816561367710572740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2007/06/o-que-ser-politizado.html' title='O que é ser politizado'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-4982787078413561126</id><published>2007-06-09T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T14:48:36.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milagre</title><content type='html'>"O &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;telemarketing &lt;/span&gt;vem mesmo operando o verdadeiro "milagre" de recutamento de jovens entre as classes baixas. E, como é tudo impessoal ao telefone do jovem-máquina amestrado no arremedo, como ninguém vê ninguém, o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;telemarkething &lt;/span&gt;conceguiu inclusive a façanha de solucionar o problema da "boa aparencia" e do preconceito que operam contra jovens pobres que procurm emprego. O &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;telemarketing &lt;/span&gt;aceita com facilidade negros,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; gays&lt;/span&gt;, gordos etc. pelo simples fato de poder oculta-los da sociedade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilene Felinto&lt;br /&gt;(escritora)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1218519067883424916-4982787078413561126?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/4982787078413561126/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=4982787078413561126' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/4982787078413561126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/4982787078413561126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2007/06/milagre.html' title='Milagre'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-6123151486807555669</id><published>2007-05-01T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T07:16:14.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviva!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Los seres humanos no nacen para siempre el día en que sus madres los alumbran, sino que la vida los obliga a parirse a sí mismos una y otra vez."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garcia Marques&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabo de me parir pela 1ª vez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1218519067883424916-6123151486807555669?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/6123151486807555669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=6123151486807555669' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/6123151486807555669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/6123151486807555669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2007/05/reviva.html' title='Reviva!'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-6003949399914533163</id><published>2007-04-08T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:40:32.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coragem!</title><content type='html'>"Termino essa minha vida exausto de viver, mas querendo ainda mais vida, mais amor. mais travessuras. A você que fica aí inútil, vivendo essa vida insossa, só digo: Coragem! Mais vale errar se arrebentando, do que preparar-se para nada. O único clamor da vida é por mais vida bem vivida. Essa é, aqui e agora, a nossa parte. Depois seremos matéria cósmica. Apagados, minerais. Para sempre mortos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darcy Ribeiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...e ainda cheguei um dia a pensar em desistir. Nossa! Que raiva eu teria de mim se tivesse desistido... Mas ainda ha muito pela frente...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1218519067883424916-6003949399914533163?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/6003949399914533163/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=6003949399914533163' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/6003949399914533163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/6003949399914533163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2007/04/coragem.html' title='Coragem!'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1218519067883424916.post-3716602915477309173</id><published>2007-04-07T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T15:53:50.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusa, eu?!</title><content type='html'>As coisas são tão claras e tão confusas.&lt;br /&gt;As vezes confundem tanto que seria capaz até de entende-las.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1218519067883424916-3716602915477309173?l=confusoesdelola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/feeds/3716602915477309173/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1218519067883424916&amp;postID=3716602915477309173' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/3716602915477309173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1218519067883424916/posts/default/3716602915477309173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusoesdelola.blogspot.com/2007/04/confusa-eu.html' title='Confusa, eu?!'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01576854430754408042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
