<?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-18680024</id><updated>2012-01-18T17:08:03.809Z</updated><title type='text'>Poemas do Migas</title><subtitle type='html'>Poemas Filosóficos e outros assuntos</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>482</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-9221814152645798016</id><published>2011-03-13T10:12:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-13T10:50:34.471Z</updated><title type='text'>BALANÇO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bons Dias Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Depois da folia de três dias dos&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anjos do Deserto - A Festa Do Dia De Todos Os Deuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;estou de regresso à inevitável e aborrecida monotonia de "Casa/Trabalho/Casa". Não existindo assim uma motivação. Um objectivo. Eu gosto de viver a vida sempre atrás de um objectivo, pelo qual gosto de lutar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quanto à folia dos&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anjos Do Deserto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;foi do melhor que já vivi. Três lindos grupos que unidos, fazem um único e coeso grupo. Responsablidade e Profissionalismo imperou nesses 3 lindos dias. Mesmo por Crianças e Jovens, que ainda têm idade para brincar. E que se vê, que gostam do que fazem e dai tiram prazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Os adultos também se portaram muito bem. Sempre concentrados na sua coreografia para que nada falha-se. E nada falhou. Nesta apresentação, havia 3 Deuses&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Deus Pássaro; O Deus Búfalo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus Tartaruga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mais espectáculos virão. Há uma boa possibilidade deste vir a ser encenado novamente. Quando? Ainda não se sabe.&lt;br /&gt;Evidentemente, não se pode esquecer uma parte importante do espectáculo, o grupo de percussão de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arraiolos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Os&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"TXTA PUM!",&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;são um verdadeiro espectáculo dentro do próprio. E também são muito simpáticos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guadalupe, Arraiolos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Évora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Três belos locais. Sendo que o terceiro necessita um pouco mais de Cultura. De motivação. Pois não se trata de uma cidade "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Património Mundial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" deserta. Mas sim de uma Cidade. Com pessoas a viverem. Mesmo por isso é necessário que ela tenha mais vida. Mais objectivos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gostaria, igualmente, de agradecer, pela maneira como fomos recebidos (creio que não fará mal falar por todos os intervenientes) nos locais onde actuámos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;E também gostaria de agradecer ao &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PIM-Teatro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Eles sabem o porquê do meu agradecimento. Todos estarão SEMPRE dentro do meu Coração e no meu Pensamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Um grande Bem Haja!!&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/18680024-9221814152645798016?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/9221814152645798016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=9221814152645798016' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/9221814152645798016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/9221814152645798016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2011/03/balanco.html' title='BALANÇO!'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-8368371593978548883</id><published>2011-03-04T10:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-04T10:12:07.735Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnAsYSB6HJM/TXC6H88gQ1I/AAAAAAAAAq0/mqdGpj4xpew/s1600/Anjos%2BDo%2BDeserto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580164584093795154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnAsYSB6HJM/TXC6H88gQ1I/AAAAAAAAAq0/mqdGpj4xpew/s320/Anjos%2BDo%2BDeserto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olá pessoal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É Carnaval!&lt;br /&gt;Venham brincar connosco ao Carnaval. Mas um brincar salutar. Sem ovos, farinha ou vinagre dentro de uma pistola de água.&lt;br /&gt;Venham divertir-se.&lt;br /&gt;Não percam esta oportunidade.&lt;br /&gt;Participem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cumprimentos.&lt;/strong&gt;&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/18680024-8368371593978548883?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8368371593978548883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=8368371593978548883' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8368371593978548883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8368371593978548883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2011/03/ola-pessoal-e-carnaval-venham-brincar.html' title=''/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnAsYSB6HJM/TXC6H88gQ1I/AAAAAAAAAq0/mqdGpj4xpew/s72-c/Anjos%2BDo%2BDeserto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-6522271477421628322</id><published>2010-12-29T09:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-29T09:00:05.858Z</updated><title type='text'>DESEJOS DE UM BOM ANO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/TRpVxCTDQLI/AAAAAAAAAqo/KH-QC8FC3j8/s1600/Feliz%2BAno%2BNovo%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555847391233654962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/TRpVxCTDQLI/AAAAAAAAAqo/KH-QC8FC3j8/s320/Feliz%2BAno%2BNovo%2B2011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venho, mais uma vez, desejar um Bom e Feliz Ano Novo.&lt;br /&gt;Que, seja um ano proveitoso e melhor do que este. Em termos de Saúde, Dinheiro e Amor. Que as notícias fatidicas e negativas do novo ano, venham a ser falsas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com os melhores cumprimentos.&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/18680024-6522271477421628322?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6522271477421628322/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=6522271477421628322' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6522271477421628322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6522271477421628322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2010/12/desejos-de-um-bom-ano.html' title='DESEJOS DE UM BOM ANO'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/TRpVxCTDQLI/AAAAAAAAAqo/KH-QC8FC3j8/s72-c/Feliz%2BAno%2BNovo%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-4300674891123489473</id><published>2010-08-29T09:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T14:13:29.306+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ANIVERSÁRIO!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/TGexNuBZZNI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ToXVCxWU-4w/s1600/Michael%2BJackson6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505563918734025938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/TGexNuBZZNI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ToXVCxWU-4w/s320/Michael%2BJackson6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Se fosse vivo, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; faria &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52 anos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, neste dia, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29 de Agosto de 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Não está vivo, mas os fãs de todo o Mundo se reunem para o Homenagear neste dia tão especial.&lt;br /&gt;Estará sempre vivo nos corações dos fãs e presente nas nossas memórias.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca, jamais, em tempo algum, irá existir alguém tão grandioso, mas tão incompreendido quanto ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Michael!&lt;br /&gt;You Are Always In Our Hearts! Forever And Ever!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&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/18680024-4300674891123489473?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4300674891123489473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=4300674891123489473' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4300674891123489473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4300674891123489473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2010/08/aniversario.html' title='ANIVERSÁRIO!!!!'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/TGexNuBZZNI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ToXVCxWU-4w/s72-c/Michael%2BJackson6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-5998670764129997116</id><published>2010-06-25T09:00:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:00:01.487+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UM ANO DEPOIS....!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/TBZVRkVJn8I/AAAAAAAAAqM/NOB4vGn3bVw/s1600/michael-jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482663356668682178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/TBZVRkVJn8I/AAAAAAAAAqM/NOB4vGn3bVw/s320/michael-jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Após um ano, depois do infeliz falecimento de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aqui estou para deixar algumas palavras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Os fãs de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M.J.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;continuarão a espalhar a sua mensagem. Seja da maneira que conseguirem.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; jamais irá ficar no esquecimento&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Os jovens de agora e os que virão, ficarão a conhecer quem foi, quem é e quem será&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SEMPRE...O Rei da Pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mesmo passado um ano, estou tão "adormecido" que ainda não consigo (não quero) acreditar que a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PESSOA&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;O SER HUMANO&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fantástico desapareceu fisicamente&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As imagens ficaram, para que se possa mostrar ao Mundo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eu&lt;/span&gt; Legado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como tu, uma vez disses-te num concerto: "Ich Liebe Dich".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael, You`ll Get In Our Hearts...FOREVER!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-5998670764129997116?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5998670764129997116/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=5998670764129997116' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5998670764129997116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5998670764129997116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2010/06/um-ano-depois.html' title='UM ANO DEPOIS....!!'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/TBZVRkVJn8I/AAAAAAAAAqM/NOB4vGn3bVw/s72-c/michael-jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-3459990112853493336</id><published>2010-05-01T12:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:00:04.467+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AVATAR: A SALVAÇÃO DO PLANETA PANDORA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/S9vwg0Nx-WI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Vx6Jz5vdXc4/s1600/AvatarMoviePoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466227019307153762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/S9vwg0Nx-WI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Vx6Jz5vdXc4/s320/AvatarMoviePoster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O filme "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avatar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James Cameron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, não é só um filme com muitos efeitos especiais e uma excelente história.&lt;br /&gt;É uma clara mensagem à destruição do planeta &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (neste caso, configurado ao planeta &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pandora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), pelo &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Vê-se claramente que o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, por ambição e ganâcia é capaz de tudo para chegar à sua meta. Até mesmo destruir um &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Povo Aborígena&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Veja-se o caso da &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amazónia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, por exemplo. Por dinheiro, destroí-se héctares de floresta, do tamanho de vários campos de futebol, só para construir estradas e...barragens. Onde estas não são necessárias. É somente por puro capricho.&lt;br /&gt;"Se eu preciso de construir uma estrada, esta terá de passar pelo meio da &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amazónia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, visto aquilo não pertencer a ninguêm". E as tribos aborigenas que lá moram? "Simples. Matam-se!!!".&lt;br /&gt;É isto que os empresários, com ajuda de alguma força paramilitar fazem.&lt;br /&gt;Destroiem o "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pulmão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" do &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. O que para eles é só floresta, para os Aborígenas é a sua "casa" e para o resto do planeta é o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oxigénio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Pensemos um pouco, porquê é que nenhum &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E.T.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (a existirem), atacou o nosso lindo planeta azul? Porque, lá na sua inteligência superior, devem pensar o seguinte: "O único &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planeta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que nós não vamos atacar, é a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Pois o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; já está a destruir, tanto, tanto, que qualquer dia este acaba por se extinguir... sozinho".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Porquê destruí-lo se o podemos salvá-lo?&lt;br /&gt;Para quê ficar de braços cruzados a assistir à sua destruição?&lt;br /&gt;Nós podemos fazer a diferença.&lt;br /&gt;Juntemos-nos todos e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VAMOS À LUTA PELA SALVAÇÃO DO PLANETA TERRA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&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/18680024-3459990112853493336?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3459990112853493336/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=3459990112853493336' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3459990112853493336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3459990112853493336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2010/05/avatar-salvacao-do-planeta-pandora.html' title='AVATAR: A SALVAÇÃO DO PLANETA PANDORA'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/S9vwg0Nx-WI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Vx6Jz5vdXc4/s72-c/AvatarMoviePoster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-894499088785681126</id><published>2010-04-22T12:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:01:25.408+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EARTH DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/S9AgFZ0pOyI/AAAAAAAAAp8/fA217OTmk6M/s1600/Protec%C3%A7%C3%A3o+do+Planeta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462901625203538722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/S9AgFZ0pOyI/AAAAAAAAAp8/fA217OTmk6M/s320/Protec%C3%A7%C3%A3o+do+Planeta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tal como&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;por várias vezes demonstrou,nas suas canções/hinos,todos os humanos têm de cuidar da "casa" onde moramos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planeta Terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; que se tem visto, desde que o ano de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;começou, todas as catástrofes naturais, são uma maneira da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terra &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nos informar de que, devido à destruição permanente pelo &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, o fim da existência, como a conhecemos, está a chegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Se o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;não se contém, no seu poder pela destruição&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;desmatando a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amazónia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;para fazer barragens e outras monstruosidades), acaba por não deixar nada para os seus filhos e restante descendência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Temos de tomar consciência e abrir os&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;olhos da Alma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Talvez ainda estejamos muito a tempo de parar de fazer mal ao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planeta &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e impedir que outros continuem a fazer e salvá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mãos à obra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planeta Terra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;precisa da ajuda de todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Deixo-vos aqui um poema escrito por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planet Earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my home, my place&lt;br /&gt;A capricious anomaly in the sea of space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planet Earth &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;are you just&lt;br /&gt;Floating by, a cloud of dust&lt;br /&gt;A minor globe, about to bust&lt;br /&gt;A piece of metal bound to rust&lt;br /&gt;A speck of matter in a mindless void&lt;br /&gt;A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cold as a rock without a hue&lt;br /&gt;Held together with a bit of glue&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me this isn't true&lt;br /&gt;You are my sweetheart soft and blue&lt;br /&gt;Do you care, have you a part&lt;br /&gt;In the deepest emotions of my own heart&lt;br /&gt;Tender with breezes caressing and whole&lt;br /&gt;Alive with music, haunting my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my veins I've felt the mystery&lt;br /&gt;Of corridors of time, books of history&lt;br /&gt;Life songs of ages throbbing in my blood&lt;br /&gt;Have danced the rhythm of the tide and flood&lt;br /&gt;Your misty clouds, your electric storm&lt;br /&gt;Were turbulent tempests in my own form&lt;br /&gt;I've licked the salt, the bitter, the sweet&lt;br /&gt;Of every encounter, of passion, of heat&lt;br /&gt;Your riotous color, your fragrance, your taste&lt;br /&gt;Have thrilled my senses beyond all haste&lt;br /&gt;In your beauty, I've known the how&lt;br /&gt;Of timeless bliss, this moment of now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planet Earth,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;are you just&lt;br /&gt;Floating by, a cloud of dust&lt;br /&gt;A minor globe, about to bust&lt;br /&gt;A piece of metal bound to rust&lt;br /&gt;A speck of matter in a mindless void&lt;br /&gt;A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid&lt;br /&gt;Cold as a rock without a hue&lt;br /&gt;Held together with a bit of glue&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me this isn't true&lt;br /&gt;You are my sweetheart gentle and blue&lt;br /&gt;Do you care, have you a part&lt;br /&gt;In the deepest emotions of my own heart&lt;br /&gt;Tender with breezes caressing and whole&lt;br /&gt;Alive with music, haunting my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planet Earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, gentle and blue&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart, I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nota:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A imagem que foi aqui postada, é um logotipo da&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fundação Heal The World"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e da música com o mesmo nome, ambas criadas por:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-894499088785681126?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/894499088785681126/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=894499088785681126' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/894499088785681126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/894499088785681126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2010/04/earth-day.html' title='EARTH DAY'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/S9AgFZ0pOyI/AAAAAAAAAp8/fA217OTmk6M/s72-c/Protec%C3%A7%C3%A3o+do+Planeta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-6036074812022916168</id><published>2010-04-16T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T09:00:01.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CRITICA AO FILME "THIS IS IT" DE MJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Boas Tardes Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/S8cr-iJ9tFI/AAAAAAAAAp0/C9FFz5hq968/s1600/This+Is+It+Package.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460381426530497618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/S8cr-iJ9tFI/AAAAAAAAAp0/C9FFz5hq968/s320/This+Is+It+Package.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ofereceram-me o filme:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This Is It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;em&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blue-Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estou aqui para vos oferecer a critica "dissecada" do mesmo. Lembrem-se de que se trata, somente, da minha humilde opinião como fã, logo sou suspeito. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para começar, a edição em&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blue-Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;com a sua absoluta alta definição de imagem&lt;/span&gt;), &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tem extras que mais nenhuma edição, do filme, tem&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dá para ficar a conhecer a banda (mesmo toda), os dançarinos que foram escolhidos numa grande audição (dividida por várias etapas), as roupas que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MJ&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;iria usar e os efeitos especiais que foram criados propositadamente para os concertos. Também há algumas entrevistas com as pessoas(????), que o exploraram (e ainda o exploram), incluindo o ex-empresário Frank Dileo.&lt;br /&gt;É incrivel como uma pessoa depois de morta passa a ser porreira&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morreu O Rei, Viva O Rei!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para além de vermos os ensaios e os extras, também há duas pequenas surpresas:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Smooth Criminal&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thriller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dois dos mais famosos vídeos, refeitos e actualizados, que seriam usados para introdução às músicas respectivas no espectáculo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reparamos que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;estava muito bem de saúde. Cansado, é verdade, mas bem de saúde.&lt;br /&gt;O que os fãs podem retirar deste Blue-Ray é:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Que o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;estará sempre vivo (pelo menos nas inúmeras gravações que existem e nos corações dos inúmeros fãs);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Os fãs sempre podem "apanhar" as coreografias que o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fazia. Pareciam muito fáceis, mas no entanto, eram (e são) bem complexas.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fica, para sempre, um&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Legado Histórico Da Música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;para os jovens (que ainda não o conhecerem) apreciarem e quem sabe continuarem o seu trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;Eu, da minha parte, irei continuar o meu trabalho. A fazer o meu melhor para que as pessoas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NUNCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;esqueçam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Au Revoir, MJ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-6036074812022916168?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6036074812022916168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=6036074812022916168' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6036074812022916168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6036074812022916168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2010/04/critica-ao-filme-this-is-it-de-mj.html' title='CRITICA AO FILME &quot;THIS IS IT&quot; DE MJ'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/S8cr-iJ9tFI/AAAAAAAAAp0/C9FFz5hq968/s72-c/This+Is+It+Package.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-1043609329126255200</id><published>2009-12-20T12:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-20T12:00:04.185Z</updated><title type='text'>Audições de Dança!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/Sy1NigBzNyI/AAAAAAAAApI/gWb4DngQS9k/s1600-h/dancer.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417071181904951074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/Sy1NigBzNyI/AAAAAAAAApI/gWb4DngQS9k/s320/dancer.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jovem!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Se, no teu sangue, corre o "bichinho" da &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dança&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e moras na cidade de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Évora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, está atento, pois para o ano de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; irá haver um "casting".&lt;br /&gt;O "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estilo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" irá ser anunciado aqui, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brevemente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boa Sorte!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Talvez sejas tu, um dos escolhidos. Quem sabe. Tenta a tua sorte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boas Festas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feliz Ano Novo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/18680024-1043609329126255200?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1043609329126255200/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=1043609329126255200' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1043609329126255200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1043609329126255200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/12/audicoes-de-danca.html' title='Audições de Dança!'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/Sy1NigBzNyI/AAAAAAAAApI/gWb4DngQS9k/s72-c/dancer.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-4685369834866839248</id><published>2009-12-02T09:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-02T09:00:02.704Z</updated><title type='text'>NOTÍCIA EM ANTEVISÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho andado um bocado afastado do blog. Mas isso tem uma razão de ser.&lt;br /&gt;Estou a planear uma surpresa para apresentar na cidade de Évora.&lt;br /&gt;Prometo que irei "abir" a cortina, quando se aproximar a data. Por agora, pouco posso dizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obrigado pela vossa compreensão! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-4685369834866839248?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4685369834866839248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=4685369834866839248' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4685369834866839248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4685369834866839248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/12/noticia-em-antevisao.html' title='NOTÍCIA EM ANTEVISÃO'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-7853904160590452435</id><published>2009-11-03T09:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:15:20.728Z</updated><title type='text'>O MELHOR FILME/DOCUMENTÁRIO/MUSICAL DO ANO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; antes de ser assassinado, estava a ensaiar para a derradeira despedida dos palcos (e em certa medida foi).&lt;br /&gt;São esses mesmos ensaios que, após um pré-visionamento e respectiva montagem, se transformou no fenomenal filme que já bateu todos os recordes de bilheteira.&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que o filme irá estar nos cinemas será somente de duas semanas. O &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DVD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue-Ray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (infelizmente) só serão lançados no dia &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 de Março de 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (previsão da &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sony&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos aqui o trailer do filme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"This Is It - The Movie" (2009)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyrkcz7msfY&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyrkcz7msfY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nota:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para uma maior e melhor experiência, não há nada como ver este filme num cinema que tenha a tecnologia digital e um écran que meça 50 metros quadrados. Os cinemas do &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Centro Comercial do Colombo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; têm. Vão ver que não dão o tempo por perdido.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nota 2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Venho aqui anunciar de que, afinal, a Sony venceu a batalha e o dvd/blue-ray irá ser lançado a...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;26 de Janeiro de 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/18680024-7853904160590452435?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7853904160590452435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>SMILE FOREVER</title><content type='html'>Jackson5 - I'll Be There&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W-apaIOOoAo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W-apaIOOoAo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson - "Will You Be There"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRG08RkZWTs&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRG08RkZWTs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson - "Smile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2HsJ7CgmIVM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2HsJ7CgmIVM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHAEL JACKSON - "GONE TOO SOON" - TRIBUTE 1958-2009 KING OF POP FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5X6ry3BYInk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5X6ry3BYInk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See You Soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-1122143084021844044?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1122143084021844044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=1122143084021844044' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1122143084021844044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1122143084021844044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/10/smile-forever.html' title='SMILE FOREVER'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2727020299118488320</id><published>2009-10-06T12:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T12:00:04.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogo De Palavras Com Verdadeiro Significado</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agical&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ncredible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andsome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mazing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xtraordinary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oyful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stonishing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ompassionate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ing Of Pop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ensational&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ne In A Million&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;umber One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-2727020299118488320?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2727020299118488320/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=2727020299118488320' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2727020299118488320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2727020299118488320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/10/jogo-de-palavras-com-verdadeiro.html' title='Jogo De Palavras Com Verdadeiro Significado'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2889004980711318336</id><published>2009-09-20T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T09:00:00.925+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OBRA PRIMA - PARTE 4 - "HIStory Teaser"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qlpTFa-wGc4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qlpTFa-wGc4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-2889004980711318336?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2889004980711318336/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=2889004980711318336' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2889004980711318336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2889004980711318336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/09/obra-prima-parte-4-history-teaser.html' title='OBRA PRIMA - PARTE 4 - &quot;HIStory Teaser&quot;'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-7791938896833872479</id><published>2009-09-17T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T09:00:01.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OBRA PRIMA - PARTE 3 - "BAD"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqui fica mais uma obra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E4KZcGFZSYY&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7791938896833872479/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=7791938896833872479' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7791938896833872479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7791938896833872479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/09/obra-prima-parte-3-bad.html' title='OBRA PRIMA - PARTE 3 - &quot;BAD&quot;'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-8815617886763812897</id><published>2009-09-14T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:00:01.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OBRA PRIMA - PARTE 2 - "CAPTAIN EO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Esta é mais uma das obras primas, para ser visto por miúdos e graúdos. Espero que gostem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSLQtJjqO1U&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSLQtJjqO1U&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DpmpC6StISw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DpmpC6StISw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-8815617886763812897?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8815617886763812897/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=8815617886763812897' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8815617886763812897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8815617886763812897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/09/obra-prima-parte-2-captain-eo.html' title='OBRA PRIMA - PARTE 2 - &quot;CAPTAIN EO&quot;'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-5041205002948650345</id><published>2009-09-10T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:00:01.389+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OBRA PRIMA - PARTE 1 - "THRILLER"</title><content type='html'>Bons Dias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Venho-vos mostrar várias obras, em videoclips, com que Michael Jackson marcou a HIStoria da música e dos "mini-filmes":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EEJeVVqTeE8&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EEJeVVqTeE8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É certo que todas as pessoas já devem conhecer, mas para quem não conhece, aqui ficam, a partir de hoje, estas obras.&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/18680024-5041205002948650345?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5041205002948650345/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=5041205002948650345' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5041205002948650345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5041205002948650345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/09/obra-prima-parte-1-thriller.html' title='OBRA PRIMA - PARTE 1 - &quot;THRILLER&quot;'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-3269652700167393138</id><published>2009-09-06T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T09:00:01.391+01:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LAST VIDEOCLIP OF MJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ZTDe5S-HMU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ZTDe5S-HMU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Comments.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-3269652700167393138?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3269652700167393138/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=3269652700167393138' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3269652700167393138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3269652700167393138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-videoclip-of-mj.html' title='THE LAST VIDEOCLIP OF MJ'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-5974508839746838248</id><published>2009-08-29T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T09:00:00.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART THIRTEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CTPIo9P0SVk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CTPIo9P0SVk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-5974508839746838248?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5974508839746838248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=5974508839746838248' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5974508839746838248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5974508839746838248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-music-of-mj-part-thirteen.html' title='REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART THIRTEEN'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-6214389560287672322</id><published>2009-08-27T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T09:00:00.729+01:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART TWELVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWPmOdjEtxs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWPmOdjEtxs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-6214389560287672322?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6214389560287672322/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=6214389560287672322' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6214389560287672322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6214389560287672322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-music-of-mj-part-twelve.html' title='REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART TWELVE'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-6297887010101903226</id><published>2009-08-23T09:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:59:34.004+01:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART ELEVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GmjZ8kLSRdQ&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GmjZ8kLSRdQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-6297887010101903226?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6297887010101903226/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=6297887010101903226' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6297887010101903226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6297887010101903226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-music-of-mj-part-eleven.html' title='REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART ELEVEN'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-4965962407174866658</id><published>2009-08-20T09:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:00:02.681+01:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART TEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vnMqkZmuEC0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vnMqkZmuEC0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-4965962407174866658?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4965962407174866658/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=4965962407174866658' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4965962407174866658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4965962407174866658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-music-of-mj-part-ten.html' title='REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART TEN'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-7445038858217048100</id><published>2009-08-17T09:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:00:02.745+01:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART NINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QxkVaYlrfh8&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QxkVaYlrfh8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-7445038858217048100?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7445038858217048100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=7445038858217048100' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7445038858217048100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7445038858217048100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-music-of-mj-part-nine.html' title='REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - 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PART SIX'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2865032742384183183</id><published>2009-08-06T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:00:01.602+01:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART FIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oyw2e1Etxzo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oyw2e1Etxzo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem Comentários!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-2865032742384183183?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2865032742384183183/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=2865032742384183183' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2865032742384183183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2865032742384183183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-music-of-mj-part-five.html' title='REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART FIVE'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-5086607499402271265</id><published>2009-08-03T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:00:01.382+01:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART FOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqVoC25emHo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqVoC25emHo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ainda hoje, não consigo entender o porquê da tua "partida".&lt;br /&gt;A razão pela qual te tornas-te um &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANJO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, antes do tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Antes tivesse sido o Joe Jackson (teu pai, carrasco, explorador) que tivesse partido.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto um vazio dentro do meu ser. Parece que morreu um parente meu.&lt;br /&gt;Jamais aceitarei este facto.&lt;br /&gt;Jamais...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não te digo: "Adeus".&lt;br /&gt;Mas talvez um..."Até Breve!!!".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-5086607499402271265?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5086607499402271265/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=5086607499402271265' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5086607499402271265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5086607499402271265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-music-of-mj-part-four.html' title='REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART FOUR'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-7616144864789865275</id><published>2009-08-01T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:00:03.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART THREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4FZcAzZOyOg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4FZcAzZOyOg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Outro Hino. Mas este é para informar de que o Homem, está a destruir demasiadamente depressa o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planeta Terra&lt;/strong&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/18680024-7616144864789865275?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7616144864789865275/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=7616144864789865275' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7616144864789865275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7616144864789865275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-music-of-mj-part-three.html' title='REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART THREE'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-4985597119101312005</id><published>2009-07-30T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:00:01.128+01:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART TWO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2y1pE3yn6M&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2y1pE3yn6M&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O Hino Mundial, cantado por todos os fãs, durante a "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dangerous Tour" 1992.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-4985597119101312005?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4985597119101312005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=4985597119101312005' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4985597119101312005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4985597119101312005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/07/remember-music-of-mj-part-two.html' title='REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART TWO'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-4409536588519631829</id><published>2009-07-28T09:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:00:03.874+01:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fC3XPSYXo58&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fC3XPSYXo58&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Este vídeo é lindo; só é pena lá aparecer a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lisa Marie Presley&lt;/span&gt;. Só queria ter uma carreira no Mundo da Música...às custas de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt;...claro. Felizmente, não  consegiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-4409536588519631829?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4409536588519631829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=4409536588519631829' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4409536588519631829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4409536588519631829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/07/remember-music-of-mj-part-one.html' title='REMEMBER THE MUSIC OF MJ - PART ONE'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2499701007404551574</id><published>2009-07-25T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:24:22.077+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SmRvkIPGmYI/AAAAAAAAAow/VrXzMXJ5xbk/s1600-h/A8FB5273A41D29B7E5611B1B953B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360532122954537346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SmRvkIPGmYI/AAAAAAAAAow/VrXzMXJ5xbk/s320/A8FB5273A41D29B7E5611B1B953B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Dance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Consciousness Express Itself&lt;br /&gt;Through Creation. This World We Live In Is The Dance Of The Creator. Dancers Come And&lt;br /&gt;Go In The Twinkling Of An Eye But The Dance Lives On. On Many Occasions When I Am Dancing, I`Ve Felt Thouched By Something Sacred. In Those Moments I Felt My Spirit Soar And Become One With Everything That Exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Become The Stars And The Moon.&lt;br /&gt;I Become The Lover And The Beloved.&lt;br /&gt;I Become The Victor And The Vanquished.&lt;br /&gt;I Become The Master And The Slave.&lt;br /&gt;I Become The Singer And The Song.&lt;br /&gt;I Become The Knower And The Known.&lt;br /&gt;I Keep On Dancing And Then It Is The Eternal Dance Of Creation.&lt;br /&gt;The Creator And Creation Merge Into One Wholeness Of Joy.&lt;br /&gt;I Keep On Dancing...And Dancing...And Dancing, Until There Is Only...&lt;br /&gt;The Dance."&lt;br /&gt;By: Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&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/18680024-2499701007404551574?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2499701007404551574/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=2499701007404551574' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2499701007404551574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2499701007404551574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-month-later.html' title='One Month Later'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SmRvkIPGmYI/AAAAAAAAAow/VrXzMXJ5xbk/s72-c/A8FB5273A41D29B7E5611B1B953B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-7553623928689804398</id><published>2009-07-06T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:00:02.659+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IN MEMORY OF M.J.</title><content type='html'>For You, M.J.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5X6ry3BYInk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5X6ry3BYInk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Live In Our Hearts, Because There, You Are Not Dead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-7553623928689804398?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7553623928689804398/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=7553623928689804398' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7553623928689804398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7553623928689804398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-memory-of-mj.html' title='IN MEMORY OF M.J.'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-1311059778213936923</id><published>2009-06-25T08:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:26:14.934+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MICHAEL JACKSON PASSED AWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SkR4qpviHYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/F_xMATz1SBw/s1600-h/MichaelJackson1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351534931378052482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SkR4qpviHYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/F_xMATz1SBw/s320/MichaelJackson1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1958-2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Os fãs de todo o Mundo...estão de Luto.Jamais serás esquecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;King Of Pop...FOREVER, AND EVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are In Our Hearts Forever!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-1311059778213936923?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1311059778213936923/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=1311059778213936923' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1311059778213936923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1311059778213936923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-past-way.html' title='MICHAEL JACKSON PASSED AWAY'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SkR4qpviHYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/F_xMATz1SBw/s72-c/MichaelJackson1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-1955639493356123154</id><published>2009-06-10T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:14:56.889+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTA MÚSICA É MUITO GIRA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Como já há algum tempo não posto nada. Pensei em postar a música do momento dos &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coldplay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, chama-se: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". Creio que se trata de uma música muito bonita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Oc1BtjvvRA&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Oc1BtjvvRA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bem Haja a todos vocês, que ainda (vão tendo) paciência para passarem pelo meu/vosso blog.&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/18680024-1955639493356123154?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1955639493356123154/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=1955639493356123154' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1955639493356123154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1955639493356123154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/06/esta-musica-e-muito-gira.html' title='ESTA MÚSICA É MUITO GIRA!'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-1855309817540166388</id><published>2009-06-02T09:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:00:17.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Baú das Memórias 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identifico-me muito com esta música, vejam se com vocês também não acontece a mesma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pgz9RkPILRg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pgz9RkPILRg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo a letra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Às vezes é no meio do silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Que descubro o amor em teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;É uma pedra&lt;br /&gt;Ou um grito&lt;br /&gt;Que nasce em qualquer lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes é no meio de tanta gente&lt;br /&gt;Que descubro afinal aquilo que sou&lt;br /&gt;Sou um grito&lt;br /&gt;Ou sou uma pedra&lt;br /&gt;De um lugar onde não estou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes sou também&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que tarda em passar&lt;br /&gt;E aquilo em que ninguém quer acreditar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes sou também&lt;br /&gt;Um sim alegre&lt;br /&gt;Ou um triste não&lt;br /&gt;E troco a minha vida por um dia de ilusão&lt;br /&gt;E troco a minha vida por um dia de ilusão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes é no meio do silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Que descubro as palavras por dizer&lt;br /&gt;É uma pedra&lt;br /&gt;Ou um grito&lt;br /&gt;De um amor por acontecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes é no meio de tanta gente&lt;br /&gt;Que descubro afinal p'ra onde vou&lt;br /&gt;E esta pedra&lt;br /&gt;E este grito&lt;br /&gt;São a história d'aquilo que sou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maria Guinot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pede um dia de ilusão, eu pedia uma vida inteira de ilusão, talvez sofresse menos, neste mundo cruel. Peço desculpa pelo atraso da voz em relação aos movimentos da boca dela, mas foi o melhor que se pôde arranjar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-1855309817540166388?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1855309817540166388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=1855309817540166388' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1855309817540166388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1855309817540166388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/06/bau-das-memorias-13.html' title='Baú das Memórias 13'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-1080741852794967183</id><published>2009-06-01T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:00:18.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Dia Muito Especial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Após uma semana de descanso, pontuada por uma Queima bem "regada" com muita música e não só, damos inicio a uma semana de dura labuta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O dia de hoje é muito especial (tal como é referido no título), por três razões:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1ª - Dia Mundial Da Criança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SiODHNybq_I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/qH2kCHr5aVU/s1600-h/dia+da+crian%C3%A7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342257742975052786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SiODHNybq_I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/qH2kCHr5aVU/s320/dia+da+crian%C3%A7a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2ª - O Big Ben faz 150 anos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SiODdwKTiJI/AAAAAAAAAoY/dfs0TQt6RDc/s1600-h/Big+Ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342258130159110290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SiODdwKTiJI/AAAAAAAAAoY/dfs0TQt6RDc/s320/Big+Ben.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3º - E por último, mas não menos importante. A abertura da Época Balnear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SiOEJ0QXF6I/AAAAAAAAAog/avUhG5ReKkU/s1600-h/%C3%A9poca+balnear.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342258887172495266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SiOEJ0QXF6I/AAAAAAAAAog/avUhG5ReKkU/s320/%C3%A9poca+balnear.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Espero que apreciem este post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-1080741852794967183?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1080741852794967183/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=1080741852794967183' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1080741852794967183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1080741852794967183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/06/um-dia-muito-especial.html' title='Um Dia Muito Especial'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SiODHNybq_I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/qH2kCHr5aVU/s72-c/dia+da+crian%C3%A7a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-3940191111172481625</id><published>2009-05-18T09:23:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:26:14.471+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Queima das Fitas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/ShEbQOCiJbI/AAAAAAAAAoI/j11e7q1BJPQ/s1600-h/Queima.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337076998871328178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/ShEbQOCiJbI/AAAAAAAAAoI/j11e7q1BJPQ/s320/Queima.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venho fazer-lhes uma recomendação. Caso se queiram divertir e escutar boa música, é só dirigirem-se à &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queima das Fitas da Universidade Évora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica o programa com as principais atracções musicais:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monumental Serenata(Claustros da U.E.)/DJ Curto By Music Café(Jardim do Granito) - Dia 22.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noite da capa e batina/Garraiada Académica - Morchebba/Moonspell/Tremor Christ - Dia 23.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terrakota/Seven Thousand (3º Lugar no Concurso de Bandas)/DJ Lopes - Dia 24.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noite do Porco, do vinho e do fado -Quim Barreiros/José Mendes &amp;amp; Moby Dance - Dia 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tara Perdida/Rita Redshoes/DJ Dudaz - Dia 26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noite das Tunas/Orquestra Chave d`Ouro (Claustros da U.E.)/DJ EZZRA - Noite da Universidade de Évora - Dia 27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;José Cid/Akunamatata/DJ Sandman - Dia 28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buraka Som Sistema/Archyback/Uaninauei (1º Lugar do Concurso de Bandas)/Baile de Gala (Jarim do Paço) DJ Peter K - Dia 29.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rui Veloso/Raven Soul (2º Lugar Concurso de Bandas)/DJ Henri Josh (feat. Katorz) - Queima das Fitas - (Claustros da U.E.) Dia 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Início às 14 horas e 30 minutos - Junto do recinto da Queima.&lt;br /&gt;Cortejo Académico/David &amp;amp; Kevin/José Pasadinhas/DJ Dudaz - Jardim do Granito-Dia 31.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Notem que estas datas são referentes ao presente mês.&lt;br /&gt;Não irei colocar aqui os preços dos bilhetes, pois estes podem oscilar.&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/18680024-3940191111172481625?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3940191111172481625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=3940191111172481625' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3940191111172481625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3940191111172481625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/05/queima-das-fitas-2009.html' title='Queima das Fitas 2009'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/ShEbQOCiJbI/AAAAAAAAAoI/j11e7q1BJPQ/s72-c/Queima.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-4988329759674103474</id><published>2009-05-08T11:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T12:11:07.536+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Voz É Um Orgão Fantástico, Não É?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vejam aqui uma coisa da qual sempre apreciei:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beatbox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nathan "Flutebox" Lee e Beardyman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3kyNGVK-hI&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3kyNGVK-hI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nota: São os 18 minutos e 3 segundos mais bem passados que pode haver. Caso conheçam alguma cd só de "Beatbox", por favor indiquem-me o nome. Obrigado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-4988329759674103474?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4988329759674103474/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=4988329759674103474' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4988329759674103474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4988329759674103474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/05/voz-e-um-orgao-fantastico-nao-e.html' title='A Voz É Um Orgão Fantástico, Não É?'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-3756109749187117676</id><published>2009-05-04T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:11:01.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Boa Segunda - Feira</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Este lindissimo vídeo, vem do filme:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rei Leão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e a música chama-se:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hakuna Matata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e é cantada pelos engraçados personagens:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Timon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pumba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4SKa4gLZXmk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4SKa4gLZXmk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Espero Que Gostem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bem Hajam pelas vossas visitas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-3756109749187117676?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3756109749187117676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=3756109749187117676' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3756109749187117676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3756109749187117676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/05/boa-segunda-feira.html' title='Boa Segunda - Feira'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-7884021356051049022</id><published>2009-04-20T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T09:00:13.845+01:00</updated><title type='text'>REGRESSO AO PASSADO - 1ª PARTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje deixo-vos aqui um vídeo para vos trazer grandes recordações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Richard Marx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hazard &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X3wbtYYZIOg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X3wbtYYZIOg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bem Hajam Pelas Vossas Visitas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-7884021356051049022?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7884021356051049022/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=7884021356051049022' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7884021356051049022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7884021356051049022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/04/regresso-ao-passado-1-parte.html' title='REGRESSO AO PASSADO - 1ª PARTE'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-8773549088491372230</id><published>2009-04-13T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T09:00:15.787+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blasted Mechanism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Este post é só para quem é fã desta excelente banda, chamada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blasted Mechanism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Banda de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rock Alternativo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nascidos (em boa hora) no ano de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1995&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Autores dos seguintes cd`s mais marcantes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Namaste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" (&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2003&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;);&lt;br /&gt;- "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avatara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" (&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;);&lt;br /&gt;- "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sound In Light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" (&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;);&lt;br /&gt;- "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mind At Large&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" (&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) - será lançado em&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 13 de Abril&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; próximo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blasted Mechanism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Battle of Tribes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x5ranQfCxzg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x5ranQfCxzg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Este vídeo ainda tinha o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karkov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;na voz. Actualmente a voz é de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guitshu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;que, na minha humilde opinião, não fica nada atrás da voz de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karkov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Parabéns aos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blasted Mechanism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;por estarem em permanente renovação e venham mais concertos e novos cd`s. Vocês são os maiores.&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/18680024-8773549088491372230?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8773549088491372230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=8773549088491372230' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8773549088491372230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8773549088491372230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/04/blasted-mechanism.html' title='Blasted Mechanism'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2931864675905459221</id><published>2009-04-12T10:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T10:54:50.191+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the best Love Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para mim, é um dos melhores filmes de Amor, chama-se:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coyote Ugly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E a jovem que canta em cima do balcão é nem mais nem menos a cantora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LeAnn Rimes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a música chama-se&lt;/span&gt;: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can`t Fight The Moonlight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0kIRWtKdrZo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0kIRWtKdrZo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Continuação de uma &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boa Páscoa&lt;/strong&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/18680024-2931864675905459221?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2931864675905459221/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=2931864675905459221' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2931864675905459221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2931864675905459221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-of-best-love-movie.html' title='One of the best Love Movie'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-3887639816083264738</id><published>2009-04-11T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T09:42:57.961+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BOA PÁSCOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bons Dias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Espero que gostem desta "prendinha" que eu, tão amavelmente, vos deixo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evanescence &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;feat&lt;/span&gt; Linkin Park - "Bring Me To Life"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k2SWC5mTkDk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k2SWC5mTkDk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa Páscoa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-3887639816083264738?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3887639816083264738/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=3887639816083264738' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3887639816083264738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3887639816083264738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/04/boa-pascoa.html' title='BOA PÁSCOA'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-5208251503582684287</id><published>2009-04-07T11:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:00:12.478+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida + Peça</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SdsTMwp-bOI/AAAAAAAAAn4/tqXzrpFvnKk/s1600-h/foto-teatro1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321868494608690402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SdsTMwp-bOI/AAAAAAAAAn4/tqXzrpFvnKk/s320/foto-teatro1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Vida É Uma Peça Que Não Admite Ensaios!&lt;/strong&gt;&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/18680024-5208251503582684287?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5208251503582684287/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=5208251503582684287' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5208251503582684287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5208251503582684287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/04/vida-peca.html' title='Vida + Peça'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SdsTMwp-bOI/AAAAAAAAAn4/tqXzrpFvnKk/s72-c/foto-teatro1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-7179573375971968563</id><published>2009-04-03T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:00:15.662+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflexão - Parte 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Why So Serious?"&lt;br /&gt;Abre a janela&lt;br /&gt;Vê o Mundo Lá Fora&lt;br /&gt;Não te aborreças com coisas&lt;br /&gt;Sem a mínima importância.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Why So Serious?"&lt;br /&gt;Desliga a TV&lt;br /&gt;Não vejas misérias dos outros&lt;br /&gt;Já basta as que nós temos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Why So Serious?"&lt;br /&gt;Para quê falar ao telemóvel&lt;br /&gt;Se nós podemos falar pessoalmente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You are like me...a freak!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-7179573375971968563?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7179573375971968563/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=7179573375971968563' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7179573375971968563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7179573375971968563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/04/reflexao-parte-3.html' title='Reflexão - Parte 3'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-7627237666229002426</id><published>2009-03-31T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:00:20.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DIVAGANDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Destino somos nós que o fazemos&lt;br /&gt;Pensamos&lt;br /&gt;Vivemos&lt;br /&gt;Choramos&lt;br /&gt;Rimos...&lt;br /&gt;Acordamos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: M.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-7627237666229002426?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7627237666229002426/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=7627237666229002426' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7627237666229002426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7627237666229002426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/03/divagando.html' title='DIVAGANDO'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-185253739701993318</id><published>2009-03-15T09:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:41:27.858Z</updated><title type='text'>CONCERTO FABULOSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SbzCkyf00PI/AAAAAAAAAnw/u1aQLOHTFzM/s1600-h/xutos_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313335597676679410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SbzCkyf00PI/AAAAAAAAAnw/u1aQLOHTFzM/s320/xutos_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Na &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexta-Feira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (dia &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 de Março de 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) fui sozinho ao meu primeiro concerto acústico dos &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xutos &amp;amp; Pontapés, &lt;/strong&gt;em&lt;strong&gt; Évora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. As portas abriram às &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 da noite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e o concerto começou às &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 e meia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; da noite.&lt;br /&gt;Exceptuando o facto de se terem sentado ao meu lado duas "pitas" que (estando na "idade do armário") pensam que já são adultas e quando abrem a boca para dizerem alguma coisa, não sai nada de jeito), estar mesmo à frente de duas colunas e de ter um visionamento limitado do conjunto em si...gostei.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei de ver o respeito (quase cavalheresco, diria eu) que o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zé Pedro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tinha para com o seus fãs. Sempre que era aplaudido, punha-se de pé e fazia uma vénia. Aliás ele era o mais conversador dos 5. Daí que ele é o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Porta-Voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; do grupo.&lt;br /&gt;Cantaram imensos êxitos e também novas canções (o novo cd irá sair no dia &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; de Abril&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;). Quando cantaram "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para Ti, Maria","Remar, Remar", "Chuva Dissolvente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", e no encore: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A Minha Casinha", "Dia de S. Receber", "Circo de Feras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", o público cantou por eles e nessas músicas, pode-se dizer que a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arena de Évora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; veio "abaixo"&lt;br /&gt;Só faltou uma música: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contentores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Depois foi a dose dos &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Autógrafos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. O concerto acabou à &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 da madrugada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. As pessoas sairam ordeiramente. Houve tipos de sorte que conseguiram apanhar baguetas do &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kalú&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e palhetas do &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zé Pedro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. À &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 e 30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, já havia uma fila para os autógrafos. E pontualmente a essa mesma hora, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zé Pedro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, veio ter com os fãs para dar os autógrafos e tirar algumas fotos com as pessoas. Depois voltou para dentro da &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arena.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Passado um bom tempo (não sei precisar quanto), foi a vez do &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kalú&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, trazia na mão direita um pastel de bacalhau e na mão esquerda um copo de vinho. Também deu o seu autógrafo e brincou um pouco com os fãs (sempre dentro do respeito). Depois foi a vez de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;João Cabeleira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Posteriormente e mais tímido o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Não me lembro se o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; deu algum autógrafo. Tenho a impressão que não.&lt;br /&gt;E foi assim mais uma experiência da minha vida. O bilhete custou &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15 euros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mas foram muito bem gastos. Foi mais um concerto &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Optimus&lt;/strong&gt;, logo, com qualidade.&lt;/span&gt;&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/18680024-185253739701993318?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/185253739701993318/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=185253739701993318' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/185253739701993318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/185253739701993318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/03/concerto-fabuloso.html' title='CONCERTO FABULOSO'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SbzCkyf00PI/AAAAAAAAAnw/u1aQLOHTFzM/s72-c/xutos_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2186648837153273434</id><published>2009-03-06T09:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:25:26.262Z</updated><title type='text'>HE IS BACK...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SbE64Y_zGYI/AAAAAAAAAno/Q7_L-44l8Jc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310090176103651714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SbE64Y_zGYI/AAAAAAAAAno/Q7_L-44l8Jc/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rei Da Pop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, vai voltar ao seu trono por direito.&lt;br /&gt;Ontem fez uma Conferência de Imprensa para comunicar aos imensos fãs de que irá (para começar) dar &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 espectáculos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O2 Arena&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" (equivalente ao nosso &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pavilhão Atlântico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), em&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Londres&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Sendo o primeiro a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 de Julho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (Quem me dera ter dinheiro para ir. Mas isso já sou eu a sonhar alto). Os bilhetes custam entre as &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50 e 78 Libras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (em euros é mais ou menos ela por ela). E serão os últimos concertos em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Londres&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, porque depois faz uma digressão mundial. O novo cd também está na calha. Ainda este ano irá ser lançado, embora ainda se encontre nos "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Segredos dos Deuses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, na hora do almoço, fui a uma &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agência de Viagens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; verificar quanto me custava ir a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Londres&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e o aspecto é este:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ida a 5 de Julho e volta a 9 de Julho.&lt;br /&gt;Voo+taxas+hotel central de 3 estrelas fica em 497.62 Euros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mais os 78 euros do bilhete.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Podem acreditar que quando eu digo que se tivesse dinheiro eu dava por esta viagem.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim...sonhar ainda não paga imposto.&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente, todos temos sonhos que não se podem concretizar, o meu é este.&lt;br /&gt;&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/18680024-2186648837153273434?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2186648837153273434/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=2186648837153273434' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2186648837153273434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2186648837153273434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-is-back.html' title='HE IS BACK...!!!'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SbE64Y_zGYI/AAAAAAAAAno/Q7_L-44l8Jc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-3199025929455166529</id><published>2009-02-27T09:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:00:07.809Z</updated><title type='text'>HOLOCAUSTO NÃO EXISTIU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pelo menos é o que afirma o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vaticano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca morreram pessoas nos campos de concentração nazis.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca houve preconceitos ou qualquer espécie de xenofobia da parte dos Alemães.&lt;br /&gt;São tudo histórias da "carochinha" inventadas à pressão para "sujar" o "bom nome" dos Alemães e da Alemanha.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos aos factos verdadeiros que constam da &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;História Mundial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando os Judeus foram levados para o campo de concentração de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auschwitz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, devem ter lido uma frase que estava por cima da porta principal: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arbeit macht Frei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" ("&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Trabalho Liberta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"). Esta frase: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A única maneira de sair daqui é pela chaminé&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", foi ouvida por (pelo menos), milhão e meio de judeus.&lt;br /&gt;As execuções em massa de judeus começaram na &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Primavera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1942&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, no mês de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, altura em que &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.200&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; judeus encolhidos nos comboios recém-chegados da &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alemanha, Eslováquia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;França&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, foram gaseados. Tinha-se descoberto que para cada quilo de peso era necessário cerca de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 miligrama de Zyklon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Entre &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1942/43&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; usaram &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.000 Kg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do produto. O comandante de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auschwitz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; formou entre os presos uma orquestra de instrumentos de corda obrigando-os a tocar «Barcarolle» para os acalmar. Depois deu-lhes postais ilustrados para escreverem para casa dizendo que estavam bem instalados num campo de trabalho imaginário. Os "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" prometiam-lhes banhos reconfortantes, pediam-lhes que pendurassem as roupas em cabides numerados e que entrassem numa sala cheia de chuveiros e torneiras mas que eram falsas. Mal a porta da sala se fechava, militares "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" com máscaras de gás subiam ao terraço e introduziam "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zyklon B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" pelas frestas que actuavam em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 minutos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Os mais novos eram os primeiros a morrer devido ao gás se espalhar mais depressa em baixo.&lt;br /&gt;Um esquadrão especial de presos eram os responsáveis pela limpeza dos corpos, retiravam-lhes as próteses, os óculos, os brincos, colares, alianças, dentes de ouro e rapavam-lhes o cabelo, e só depois eram levados para os fornos para serem queimados. As cinzas eram deitadas nos rios ou usadas como estrume.&lt;br /&gt;Aos sobreviventes eram-lhes atribuídos símbolos próprios que os identificavam: os &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judeus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; usavam a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estrela de David&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; amarela, os prisioneiros políticos um triângulo vermelho, os ciganos um triângulo negro, as testemunhas de Jeová o violeta, os homossexuais cor de rosa, e para os criminosos o verde.&lt;br /&gt;Os prisioneiros eram punidos por todas e nenhuma razão, por fazer e por não fazerem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Josef Mengele&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; era um médico do campo e escolheu cerca de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1500&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gémeos para usar como cobaias, servindo um de controle e experimentando no segundo. Mandava matar muitos só para os estudar nas autópsias. Utilizou também como cobaias sete dos dez anões ciganos que obrigou a dançar nus para as tropas &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. O único que tentou ajudar os prisioneiros foi o bacteriologista &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wilhelm Hans Munch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, dando-lhes medicamentos e alimentos, correndo assim risco de vida.&lt;br /&gt;Muitos prisioneiros revoltaram-se a partir de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 de Outubro de 1944&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, um grupo de presos atirou pedras aos militares enquanto outros pegaram fogo ao edifício, conseguindo muitos deles fugir e sobreviver para contar a história.&lt;br /&gt;Em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27 de Janeiro de 1945&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, o exército soviético liberta o campo da morte e encontra perto de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.000 homens&lt;/strong&gt; e&lt;strong&gt; mulheres&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pesando entre &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23 &lt;/strong&gt;e &lt;strong&gt;35Kg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Se este "retrato" não representa o verdadeiro Holocausto, tantas vezes negado pela Igreja Católica (a verdadeira hipocirisia à face da Terra), então não sei o que será.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-3199025929455166529?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3199025929455166529/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=3199025929455166529' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3199025929455166529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3199025929455166529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/02/holocausto-nao-existiu.html' title='HOLOCAUSTO NÃO EXISTIU'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-275470466459520087</id><published>2009-02-12T09:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:00:42.486Z</updated><title type='text'>"EU ACREDITO QUE CONSIGO VOAR"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I Belief I Can Fly" - R Kelly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bjd3QXg32fo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bjd3QXg32fo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para Alguém Muito Especial.&lt;/strong&gt;&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/18680024-275470466459520087?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/275470466459520087/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=275470466459520087' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/275470466459520087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/275470466459520087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/02/eu-acredito-que-consigo-voar.html' title='&quot;EU ACREDITO QUE CONSIGO VOAR&quot;'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-6466514049751332038</id><published>2009-02-11T11:23:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:48:41.556Z</updated><title type='text'>POLÉMICAS DO PAÍS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SZK2PnbQWBI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Urfg5yfbIRE/s1600-h/Cruz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301500090766088210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SZK2PnbQWBI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Urfg5yfbIRE/s320/Cruz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nota:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O que aqui irei postar é somente a minha opinião. Não tem nada a ver com a minha ideologia teórica ou com a minha opção sexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fiquei estupefacto (sem razão aparente), pela &lt;strong&gt;Igreja Católica&lt;/strong&gt; ser contra as uniões sacramentais de pessoas do mesmo sexo.&lt;br /&gt;Esta atitude seria "engraçada" se não fosse ridícula.&lt;br /&gt;Quem é a Igreja, para comunicar que proibe os casamentos de pessoas do mesmo sexo, se eles fizeram e continuam a fazer mal ao mundo. Pelo menos os gays não querem fazer mal a ninguém, têm as suas opções e somente procuram que estas lhes sejam respeitadas. Tal como as suas liberdades. Se eles respeitam os outros, então porque é que os outros não os respeitam?&lt;br /&gt;O ser humano tem o direito à sua liberdade de expressão e opções sexuais, sejam elas quais forem. Claro que a Igreja também terá direito à sua opinião, mas primeiro, antes de dizerem "disparates" e tudo o que lhe vem à cabeça...tentem pensar um pouco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nota 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Peço desculpa se este post, ofende alguém, não foi essa a minha intenção.&lt;br /&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/18680024-6466514049751332038?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6466514049751332038/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=6466514049751332038' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6466514049751332038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6466514049751332038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/02/polemicas-do-pais.html' title='POLÉMICAS DO PAÍS'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SZK2PnbQWBI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Urfg5yfbIRE/s72-c/Cruz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-5235532776870811843</id><published>2009-02-04T14:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:25:36.762Z</updated><title type='text'>HEATH LEDGER - O FENÓMENO PASSAGEIRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SYm6EukN6gI/AAAAAAAAAnI/1PT-uCKcgPM/s1600-h/heath_ledger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298971026960280066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SYm6EukN6gI/AAAAAAAAAnI/1PT-uCKcgPM/s320/heath_ledger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SYm54Jzq8qI/AAAAAAAAAnA/whFDO2MMgl8/s1600-h/joker-wizard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298970810934555298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SYm54Jzq8qI/AAAAAAAAAnA/whFDO2MMgl8/s320/joker-wizard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quem diria que o actor que se encontra na foto de cima, foi quem deu "corpo", voz ao mais carismático e complexo inimigo de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why So Serious?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - era a maior questão que o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tinha perante alguém que não era "&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;freak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" como ele.&lt;br /&gt;Foi o falecido actor &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heath Ledger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ÚNICO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que conseguiu captar, como deve ser a personagem de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, sem o transformar num "palhaço", coisa que ele não é nem nunca foi. Não o substimem. Caso contrário, ficam com um "&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;beauty smile on your face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tem conhecimentos avançados de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Química, Engenharia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genética&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Usa vários "brinquedos", para ferir ou (até mesmo) matar quem deseja. Desde tortas de cianeto a uma flor que espirra ácido.&lt;br /&gt;Uma questão que ficou em aberto no filme: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" foi:&lt;br /&gt;Será que o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; irá voltar a atazanar a cabeça do (agora foragido) &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;E se voltar, quem será o actor que poderá interpretar tão bem (ou mesmo até melhor) o papel?&lt;br /&gt;Em principio, o que está previsto no 3º filme de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (com estreia para &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), é o personagem de "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Riddler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". Mas será que este terá algum interesse?&lt;br /&gt;Ainda dentro da "onda" de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, está previsto ser lançado um jogo, criado pelo mesmo autor que criou a animação da tv, que se chama: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asilo Arkham&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", e pelas imagens que eu já vi, promete ser um bom jogo de acção e RPG. Será lançado para a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fiquem bem!&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/18680024-5235532776870811843?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5235532776870811843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=5235532776870811843' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5235532776870811843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5235532776870811843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/02/heath-ledger-o-fenomeno-passageiro.html' title='HEATH LEDGER - O FENÓMENO PASSAGEIRO'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SYm6EukN6gI/AAAAAAAAAnI/1PT-uCKcgPM/s72-c/heath_ledger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-1349632333147456504</id><published>2009-01-30T09:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:54:52.125Z</updated><title type='text'>SÉRIE DE ANIMAÇÃO REVIVALISTA NO CINEMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SYLMHaVSdqI/AAAAAAAAAm4/AA5L-CjeK-U/s1600-h/dragonball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297020539440887458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SYLMHaVSdqI/AAAAAAAAAm4/AA5L-CjeK-U/s400/dragonball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Por vezes, há alturas em que uma série de animação, que teve tanto sucesso como esta, deveria ficar fechado numa gaveta e a chave ser incinerada. Não valia a pena fazerem um filme baseado na série. Bastavam as boas recordações (e as repetições na &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIC Radical&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) da excelente animação manga/japonesa das lutas entre &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SonGoku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vegeta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ou &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SonGoku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piccolo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Entre outras lutas que ficaram para a história da animação.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui vos deixo um pequeno vídeo como demonstração do que acima digo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vmIzTG-hf1g&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vmIzTG-hf1g&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Espero que este vídeo, não vos tenha dado enjoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&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/18680024-1349632333147456504?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/1349632333147456504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=1349632333147456504' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1349632333147456504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/1349632333147456504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/01/serie-de-animacao-revivalista-no-cinema.html' title='SÉRIE DE ANIMAÇÃO REVIVALISTA NO CINEMA'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SYLMHaVSdqI/AAAAAAAAAm4/AA5L-CjeK-U/s72-c/dragonball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-7358534612378781737</id><published>2009-01-21T09:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:33:36.003Z</updated><title type='text'>REVIVER O PASSADO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, venho postar uma música que me tocou na década de 80 e (devo confessar) actualmente ainda me toca.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que gostem.&lt;br /&gt;Coloco também a letra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lionel Richie - "Hello"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/enkxHlrxFOY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/enkxHlrxFOY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Letra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been alone with you inside my mind&lt;br /&gt;And in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes see you pass outside my door&lt;br /&gt;Hello, is it me you're looking for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your smile&lt;br /&gt;You're all I've ever wanted, (and) my arms are open wide&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know just what to say&lt;br /&gt;And you know just what to do&lt;br /&gt;And I want to tell you so much, I love you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to see the sunlight in your hair&lt;br /&gt;And tell you time and time again how much I care&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I've just got to let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wonder where you are&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder what you do&lt;br /&gt;Are you somewhere feeling lonely, or is someone loving you?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how to win your heart&lt;br /&gt;For I haven't got a clue&lt;br /&gt;But let me start by saying, I love you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, is it me you're looking for?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wonder where you are&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder what you do&lt;br /&gt;Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how to win your heart&lt;br /&gt;For I haven't got a clue&lt;br /&gt;But let me start by saying ... I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Que querem? Sou um lamechas de um romântico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até À Próxima!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-7358534612378781737?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7358534612378781737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=7358534612378781737' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7358534612378781737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7358534612378781737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/01/reviver-o-passado.html' title='REVIVER O PASSADO...'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-9118339979800592676</id><published>2009-01-19T09:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:37:43.895Z</updated><title type='text'>ATÉ BREVE, JOÃO AGUARDELA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SXSYycAhZnI/AAAAAAAAAmk/XxSIkHM1d7Q/s1600-h/409adb9583e94986800030f6202708ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293023454346438258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SXSYycAhZnI/AAAAAAAAAmk/XxSIkHM1d7Q/s400/409adb9583e94986800030f6202708ec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A música portuguesa está de luto (este ano não podia ter começado da pior maneira) ao perder uma voz que marcou a década de 90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;João Aguardela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tinha &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39 anos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, iria fazer os &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40 anos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fevereiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,(&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1969 - 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) faleceu ontem (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 de Janeiro de 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), vítima de doença prolongada (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cancro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) no &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hospital Da Luz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisboa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem não se lembra de desbundar com "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vida De Marinheiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"? ou "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vamos Ao Circo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;João Aguardela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, deu voz ao grupo &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sitiados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, tal como vários grupos que se destacaram na década passada, passaram por vários concursos de música portuguesa em que se destacam o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5º Concurso de Música Moderna Rock Rendez-Vous &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;onde participaram com "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A noite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", tema mais tarde recuperado pelo projecto "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resistência&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o segundo trabalho dos &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quinta do Bill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; começou a ser deliniado, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;João Aguardela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; deu voz à "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sra. Maria do Olival&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" tendo feito alguns concertos com a banda posteriormente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Além de compositor e letrista nos &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sitiados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; em que juntava o rock com a música tradicional, ainda esteve envolvido em projectos como "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Megafone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" e "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linha da Frente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actualmente, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;João Aguardela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luís Varatojo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peste &amp;amp; Sida/Despe &amp;amp; Siga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) e &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maria Antónia Mendes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, constituiam "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Naifa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", um projecto que reveste o fado com uma sonoridade contêmporanea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O corpo do &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;João&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; será cremado amanhã (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 de Janeiro de 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) às &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no cemitério do &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alto de São João&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Desde já, apresento as minhas mais sínceras condolências aos Familiares e Companheiros do Universo Musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Breve, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;João&lt;/strong&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/18680024-9118339979800592676?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/9118339979800592676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=9118339979800592676' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/9118339979800592676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/9118339979800592676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/01/at-breve-joo-aguardela.html' title='ATÉ BREVE, JOÃO AGUARDELA'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SXSYycAhZnI/AAAAAAAAAmk/XxSIkHM1d7Q/s72-c/409adb9583e94986800030f6202708ec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-4297057122575930017</id><published>2009-01-16T12:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:36:54.557Z</updated><title type='text'>LEMBRAM-SE DESTE VÍDEO ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Este post, serve para vos fazer voltar ao Passado. Mais propriamente à belissima década de 80.&lt;br /&gt;Década essa onde esta moçoila (naquela altura) teve algum sucesso com esta mesma música:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Want Your Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wendy James&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; e os&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transvision Vamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ygvg3E54mg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ygvg3E54mg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Depois dessa "onda" ter acabado, ela ainda tentou fazer carreira a solo, mas já não conseguiu alcançar o mesmo sucesso anterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post, Com Mais Novidades!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-4297057122575930017?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4297057122575930017/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=4297057122575930017' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4297057122575930017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4297057122575930017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2009/01/lembram-se-deste-vdeo.html' title='LEMBRAM-SE DESTE VÍDEO ?'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2268924062080202806</id><published>2009-01-13T09:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:59:13.004Z</updated><title type='text'>PRESO POR TER CÃO E PRESO POR NÃO TER</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os SE`s do empregado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;chego a horas...sou maníaco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;me atraso...sou irresponsável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sou jovial...não levo nada a sério&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;me mostro resevado...tenho a mania que sou bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;me preocupo com o trabalho...sou um chato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;não me preocupo...sou um desligado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;faço um elogio...sou um engraxador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;faço um crítica...sou um sacana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fico depois da hora...estou-me a fazer à promoção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;saio à hora...estou-me nas tintas para o serviço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;faço horas extraordinárias...faço tudo por tostões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;não faço horas extraordinárias...sou um mau profissional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;insisto no meu ponto de vista...além de burro, sou teimoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;não insisto no meu ponto de vista...não tenho carácter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sou o mais velho desta secção...sou um fóssil pré-histórico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sou o mais novo desta secção...não passo de um puto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sou promovido...sou o bufo do chefe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;não sou promovido...sou um incompetente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;luto pelos meus interesses...sou um agitador anarquista&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;faço greve...sou comunista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;não faço greve...sou um fascista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tento ajudar...tenho a mania de que só eu é que sei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;não tento ajudar...tenho medo que se apoderem dos meus conhecimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nota:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Texto retirado do livro de Anedotas (2008) da revista:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MAXMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-2268924062080202806?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2268924062080202806/comments/default' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2855660062147602117</id><published>2009-01-09T13:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-09T13:49:20.343Z</updated><title type='text'>HÁ COISAS FANTÁSTICAS, NÃO HÁ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;Para inicio de Ano, deixo-vos aqui um vídeo de dois produtos fantásticos que são (muito bem) capazes de revolucionar o Universo Musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZL_k1KXDijs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-158405483579578915</id><published>2008-12-31T09:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-01T08:14:41.785Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SVX5LLjIxwI/AAAAAAAAAk8/QVzDVBfpIT8/s1600-h/Happy+New+Year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284403708263188226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SVX5LLjIxwI/AAAAAAAAAk8/QVzDVBfpIT8/s400/Happy+New+Year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Venho deixar-vos os meus mais sínceros votos de um Novo e Feliz Ano de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que consigam a prosperidade que tanto anseiam.&lt;br /&gt;O ano que vem, talvez vos traga boas surpresas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Com os melhores cumprimentos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;M.M.&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/18680024-158405483579578915?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SVX5LLjIxwI/AAAAAAAAAk8/QVzDVBfpIT8/s72-c/Happy+New+Year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-9090113008175557314</id><published>2008-12-24T09:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-24T09:00:00.602Z</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SUVgNOe15MI/AAAAAAAAAks/H18DIc5EFyU/s1600-h/Feliz+Natal.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279731918503797954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SUVgNOe15MI/AAAAAAAAAks/H18DIc5EFyU/s400/Feliz+Natal.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venho aqui para vos desejar Boas Festas.&lt;br /&gt;E, façam-me um favor: Sejam Felizes, sff.&lt;br /&gt;Sim. Eu sei que Portugal não está no seu melhor, em termos económicos, mas há que ter pensamento positivo, e ter esperança num futuro mais risonho. Porque há-de existir um...nem que seja, daqui a algum tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca baixem os braços, pois isso, já o Governo fez à muito tempo por nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cumprimentos:&lt;br /&gt;M.M.&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/18680024-9090113008175557314?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/9090113008175557314/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=9090113008175557314' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/9090113008175557314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/9090113008175557314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-natal.html' title='Feliz Natal'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SUVgNOe15MI/AAAAAAAAAks/H18DIc5EFyU/s72-c/Feliz+Natal.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-8770613132709293422</id><published>2008-12-17T09:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:00:01.804Z</updated><title type='text'>A VIDA É UMA PEÇA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SUd2yGHf8ZI/AAAAAAAAAk0/h3VSh5_IDzk/s1600-h/palco%2520teatro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280319691122798994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SUd2yGHf8ZI/AAAAAAAAAk0/h3VSh5_IDzk/s400/palco%2520teatro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou um actor&lt;br /&gt;Que interpreta um cansativo monólogo&lt;br /&gt;Perante uma multidão que não me consegue "escutar".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baseado numa história inenarrával,&lt;br /&gt;Sem pés nem cabeça,&lt;br /&gt;Com principio, meio, mas...sem fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou o único num palco,&lt;br /&gt;parcamente iluminado&lt;br /&gt;sem cenário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em cima do palco,&lt;br /&gt;Do tal teatro&lt;br /&gt;Enlouqueço&lt;br /&gt;pois não tenho multidão&lt;br /&gt;que me dê a razão de lá continuar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem poder de compra,&lt;br /&gt;o público perdeu o hábito...&lt;br /&gt;acomodaram-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dizem que os bilhetes&lt;br /&gt;estão mais caros, mas&lt;br /&gt;são capazes de dar milhões&lt;br /&gt;para verem jogos de futebol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora, alguém que me diga&lt;br /&gt;Se, realmente, serei eu que estarei&lt;br /&gt;a endoidecer ou se será o público que&lt;br /&gt;estará alienado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E assim vai o teatro&lt;br /&gt;Deste belo País&lt;br /&gt;À beira - mar&lt;br /&gt;plantado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo assim,&lt;br /&gt;ainda há quem comece a&lt;br /&gt;regressar aos teatros.&lt;br /&gt;A fazer as pazes com o teatro,&lt;br /&gt;a rir,a chorar e também&lt;br /&gt;a ficar a pensar, com as&lt;br /&gt;mensagens que algumas peças&lt;br /&gt;transmitem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora, vou acabar esta função,&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado pela vossa&lt;br /&gt;preciosa atenção,&lt;br /&gt;espero que tenham apreciado&lt;br /&gt;este belo seriado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Como disse uma vez o actor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raul Solnado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Façam O Favor De Serem Felizes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bem Hajam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-8770613132709293422?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8770613132709293422/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=8770613132709293422' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8770613132709293422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8770613132709293422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/vida-uma-pea.html' title='A VIDA É UMA PEÇA'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SUd2yGHf8ZI/AAAAAAAAAk0/h3VSh5_IDzk/s72-c/palco%2520teatro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-7421418795428136926</id><published>2008-12-14T09:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:54:05.856Z</updated><title type='text'>Tenho Esperança...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tenho esperança num mundo melhor,&lt;br /&gt;Onde não haja razões para&lt;br /&gt;invejas,&lt;br /&gt;Hipócrisias,&lt;br /&gt;Ciúmes desmesurados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tenho esperança no ser humano,&lt;br /&gt;que ele cresça,&lt;br /&gt;evolua mentalmente.&lt;br /&gt;Que acabe com os preconceitos,&lt;br /&gt;racismos,xenofobias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tenho esperança que num futuro próximo,&lt;br /&gt;venha a existir mais amor pela mulher,&lt;br /&gt;menos vítimas de espancamento no seio familiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tenho esperança que&lt;br /&gt;os Amigos, possam ser mais unidos&lt;br /&gt;Que os namorados tenham mais respeito um pelo outro,&lt;br /&gt;Que os vizinhos tenham mais respeito pelos outros vizinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tenho esperança,&lt;br /&gt;que irei ter...&lt;br /&gt;esperança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-7421418795428136926?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7421418795428136926/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=7421418795428136926' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7421418795428136926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7421418795428136926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/tenho-esperana.html' title='Tenho Esperança...'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-420573436677222491</id><published>2008-12-05T19:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:36:46.937Z</updated><title type='text'>RECORDAR É VIVER - 2ª PARTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje deixo aqui um vídeo dedicado às pessoas que têm alguma ligação com &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angola&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Como eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Duo Ouro Negro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanhã&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S8JdYfaUBZo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S8JdYfaUBZo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-420573436677222491?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/420573436677222491/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=420573436677222491' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/420573436677222491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/420573436677222491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/12/recordar-viver-2-parte.html' title='RECORDAR É VIVER - 2ª PARTE'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-8119470770683885342</id><published>2008-11-13T12:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:00:00.791Z</updated><title type='text'>VÍDEO REVIVALISTA</title><content type='html'>Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de um ausência, aqui estou de volta, para deixar-vos um vídeo interessante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigur Rós -The Nothing Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dunpHC6CBYo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dunpHC6CBYo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-8119470770683885342?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8119470770683885342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=8119470770683885342' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8119470770683885342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8119470770683885342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/11/vdeo-revivalista.html' title='VÍDEO REVIVALISTA'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2093747387941003281</id><published>2008-10-29T10:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:00:01.397Z</updated><title type='text'>MUSIC INSIDE ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje acordei com esta música a tocar dentro da minha cabeça. Mesmo por isso, decidi partilha-la convosco:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Verve - "Bittersweet Symphony"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zx3m4e45bTo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zx3m4e45bTo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Espero que gostem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-2093747387941003281?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2093747387941003281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=2093747387941003281' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2093747387941003281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2093747387941003281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/10/music-inside-me.html' title='MUSIC INSIDE ME'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-520944786532141703</id><published>2008-10-25T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T09:00:00.892+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTREIA NO MUNDO DA MÚSICA</title><content type='html'>Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para compensar a minha ausência, deixo-vos aqui um vídeo de uma jovem chamada: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ana Free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a cantar o primeiro single do seu álbum de estreia: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In My Place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eCbg7Qbm7ps&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eCbg7Qbm7ps&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica a letra da música:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't run away&lt;br /&gt;If you know that you've got&lt;br /&gt;what it takes&lt;br /&gt;Don't shy away&lt;br /&gt;Sleep now&lt;br /&gt;Dream here&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully&lt;br /&gt;the night will release your feal&lt;br /&gt;There will be tears to shed again&lt;br /&gt;Time to begin&lt;br /&gt;And time to end&lt;br /&gt;Baby and you say I'll be sad&lt;br /&gt;But that depends&lt;br /&gt;Baby now&lt;br /&gt;come on recognise me&lt;br /&gt;I know that you know my face&lt;br /&gt;Weren't you once the one twho told me you'd be there&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I try to walk away&lt;br /&gt;You keep me in my place&lt;br /&gt;I try to brake away but I am much to much to scared&lt;br /&gt;yeah I try to brake away but I am much to much to scared&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;And think&lt;br /&gt;Of your chanse&lt;br /&gt;Life will grant you one&lt;br /&gt;and that your ....?&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't think to fast&lt;br /&gt;No, No&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can't have mine&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I'll do is move you round in time&lt;br /&gt;OOooooH&lt;br /&gt;Baby there will be nights to sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;Time to fight and time to grow&lt;br /&gt;Baby and you say I'll be sad&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know&lt;br /&gt;Baby now&lt;br /&gt;come on recognise me&lt;br /&gt;I know that you know my face&lt;br /&gt;Weren't you once the one who told me you'd be there&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I try to walk away&lt;br /&gt;You keep me in my place&lt;br /&gt;I try to brake away but I am much to much to scared&lt;br /&gt;yeah I try to brake away but I am much to much to scared&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby I try to brake away but I'm much to much to scared&lt;br /&gt;Much to much to scared&lt;br /&gt;Much to much to scared&lt;br /&gt;Much to, much to scared to scared&lt;br /&gt;Move you round in time&lt;br /&gt;I'll move you round in time&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'll move you round in time&lt;br /&gt;Baby come on recognice me&lt;br /&gt;OOOOhhh&lt;br /&gt;come on recognise me&lt;br /&gt;Come on recognise me&lt;br /&gt;Come on recognise me&lt;br /&gt;Come on recognise me&lt;br /&gt;Come on recognice me yeah&lt;br /&gt;And I'll move you around in time&lt;br /&gt;I'll move you round in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-520944786532141703?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/520944786532141703/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=520944786532141703' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/520944786532141703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/520944786532141703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/10/estreia-no-mundo-da-msica.html' title='ESTREIA NO MUNDO DA MÚSICA'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-8155984904535480347</id><published>2008-10-23T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:00:00.217+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MÚSICA FENOMENAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho andado com algum trabalho, devido a isso o blog tem estado um pouco parado. Por isso, apresento as minhas desculpas.&lt;br /&gt;Para vos compensar, deixo-vos aqui um vídeo de uma música que tenho escutado na &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rádio Comercial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (a minha rádio de eleição), de manhã:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adivinha O Quanto Gosto De Ti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;André Sardet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z231D0BYPfs&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z231D0BYPfs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-8155984904535480347?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8155984904535480347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=8155984904535480347' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8155984904535480347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8155984904535480347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/10/msica-fenomenal.html' title='MÚSICA FENOMENAL'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-540956202277393400</id><published>2008-10-12T09:55:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T10:50:18.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GRANDE ESPECTÁCULO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SPHB3wePSZI/AAAAAAAAAkk/cWbzcXOfyTA/s1600-h/ag_Cla-NET.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256195403766778258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SPHB3wePSZI/AAAAAAAAAkk/cWbzcXOfyTA/s400/ag_Cla-NET.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ontem, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sábado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, dia &lt;strong&gt;11 de Outubro&lt;/strong&gt;, vai ficar para sempre na minha memória, como uma data super especial: vi, pela primeira vez, um concerto dos &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clã&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Foi, peço imensas desculpas pela redundância: um &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Espectáculo Espectacular&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Os elementos da banda são muito acessiveis e simpáticos (o mesmo já não se pode dizer dos &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Gift&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, que nem sequer ficaram para conviver com os fãs, no fim do espectáculo, dado na &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arena de Évora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) e a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela Azevedo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (vocalista), para além de ser muito bonita, é muitissimo simpática.&lt;br /&gt;Para já, creio que foram a primera banda a querer actuar num edificio bonito e histórico, pode-se mesmo dizer, património cultural, que é o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teatro Garcia de Resende&lt;/strong&gt;, um dos ex-libris da cidade de Évora&lt;/span&gt;. O que já transmite um excelente bom gosto.&lt;br /&gt;Já tinham vindo este ano a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Évora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, no mês de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, no &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cartaz da Queima das Fitas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Prometeram voltar o mais frequentemente que lhes seja possível.&lt;br /&gt;Cá ficaremos à espera.&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos aqui uma das inúmeras músicas de que gosto.&lt;br /&gt;Chama-se: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Problema de Expressão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;": &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KLCNyDUrk3M&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KLCNyDUrk3M&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só pra dizer que te Amo,&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre encontro o melhor termo,&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre escolho o melhor modo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devia ser como no cinema,&lt;br /&gt;A língua inglesa fica sempre bem&lt;br /&gt;E nunca atraiçoa ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu mundo está tão perto do meu&lt;br /&gt;E o que digo está tão longe,&lt;br /&gt;Como o mar está do céu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só pra dizer que te Amo&lt;br /&gt;Nao sei porque este embaraço&lt;br /&gt;Que mais parece que só te estimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E até nos momentos em que digo que não quero&lt;br /&gt;E o que sinto por ti são coisas confusas&lt;br /&gt;E até parece que estou a mentir,&lt;br /&gt;As palavras custam a sair,&lt;br /&gt;Não digo o que estou a sentir,&lt;br /&gt;Digo o contrário do que estou a sentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu mundo está tão perto do meu&lt;br /&gt;E o que digo está táo longe,&lt;br /&gt;Como o mar está do céu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é tão difícil dizer amor,&lt;br /&gt;É bem melhor dizê-lo a cantar.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso esta noite, fiz esta canção,&lt;br /&gt;Para resolver o meu problema de expressão,&lt;br /&gt;Pra ficar mais perto, bem mais de perto.&lt;br /&gt;Ficar mais perto, bem mais de perto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-540956202277393400?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/540956202277393400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=540956202277393400' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/540956202277393400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/540956202277393400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/10/grande-espectculo.html' title='GRANDE ESPECTÁCULO!'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SPHB3wePSZI/AAAAAAAAAkk/cWbzcXOfyTA/s72-c/ag_Cla-NET.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-5236154138321981491</id><published>2008-09-22T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:21:05.325+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GRANDE ONDA...</title><content type='html'>Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje venho deixar-vos aqui uma música que anda muito na "berra". Espero que gostem.&lt;br /&gt;A banda chama-se: The Ting Tings e a música chama-se: "Be The One".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F5BybSb6W4g&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F5BybSb6W4g&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande cantora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-5236154138321981491?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5236154138321981491/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=5236154138321981491' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5236154138321981491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5236154138321981491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/grande-onda.html' title='GRANDE ONDA...'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-115765340340799614</id><published>2008-09-16T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T09:00:01.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Multimédia 6 - BAÚ DAS MEMÓRIAS - 3ª Parte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Olá mais uma vez, venho-vos trazer mais uma música do meu baú de saudosas memórias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Desta vez, são os manos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e a música chama-se:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When Will I Be Famous".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O que será feito deles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Este vídeo lançou a moda dos sapatos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dr.Martin"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(creio que é assim que se chama).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3erCGqRgv-M" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Até ao próximo post!&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/18680024-115765340340799614?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/115765340340799614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=115765340340799614' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/115765340340799614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/115765340340799614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2006/09/post-multimdia-6-ba-das-memrias-3.html' title='Post Multimédia 6 - BAÚ DAS MEMÓRIAS - 3ª Parte'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-5245315119185717424</id><published>2008-09-14T09:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:31:44.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>REGRESSO ÀS AULAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SMwTthXOKLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/EDvvzNzqHL4/s1600-h/Regresso+%C3%80s+Aulas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245589338750593202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SMwTthXOKLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/EDvvzNzqHL4/s400/Regresso+%C3%80s+Aulas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começam os gastos dos Pais e as exigências "finas" dos filhos.&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, chegou a altura das dores de cabeça dos Pais e o fim das Férias das Crianças.&lt;br /&gt;Falo, claro está, do inicio das aulas.&lt;br /&gt;Em vez das Crianças (e algumas escolas) escolherem material escolar mais barato, não senhor, escolhem do mais caro e "fino" que há.&lt;br /&gt;Os Pais gastam o que têm e o que não têm.&lt;br /&gt;Uma coisa que eu nunca consegui entender (e não é por ser burro) porquê é que as Crianças têm de usar roupa nova, no regresso às aulas?&lt;br /&gt;Será que a que têm, já não chega? Também têm de estar preparados) para pensarem naquelas crianças que não têm nada para vestir.&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente, devido ao excesso de TV, e à má informação e publicidade por esta emitida, as nossas Crianças estão a ficar egoistas.&lt;br /&gt;Querem o material escolar "topo de gama" e a roupa mais estilosa e da última moda, da marca Y, X ou até mesmo Z. Tudo, para não ficar fora dos "grupos" de Amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Será que não haverá maneira de contornar esta situação? Claro que sim. Tudo depende do género de educação que se dá aos filhos. E também não os deixarem ver muita televisão.&lt;br /&gt;Será que sou "mau" ao dizer isto? Talvez! Mas é a minha opinião.&lt;br /&gt;Já para não falar, na anual dor de cabeça da colocação dos Professores. A situação da mesma colocação repete-se, ano após ano e (infelizmente) sem solução à vista. A não ser que, no ano das eleições tudo se venha a resolver. Coisa que eu tenho muitas dúvidas. Na minha ideia, só mudam as moscas, de 5 em 5 anos, pois a m...., é e sempre será a mesma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-5245315119185717424?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5245315119185717424/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=5245315119185717424' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5245315119185717424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5245315119185717424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/regresso-s-aulas.html' title='REGRESSO ÀS AULAS!'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SMwTthXOKLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/EDvvzNzqHL4/s72-c/Regresso+%C3%80s+Aulas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2861811818235603872</id><published>2008-09-11T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T09:00:00.970+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MAIS UMA BELA MÚSICA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lDtOtUyRQ8Q&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lDtOtUyRQ8Q&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;É uma "cover" da banda: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", criada por esta banda Irlandesa denominada de: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Corrs&lt;/strong&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/18680024-2861811818235603872?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2861811818235603872/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=2861811818235603872' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2861811818235603872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2861811818235603872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/mais-uma-bela-msica.html' title='MAIS UMA BELA MÚSICA'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-116108506726313961</id><published>2008-09-10T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:11:04.458+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Multimédia - Edição Especial - Laura Pausini</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/57na2R_8aoA&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/57na2R_8aoA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perante tão bela música, não são necessárias palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-116108506726313961?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/116108506726313961/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=116108506726313961' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/116108506726313961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/116108506726313961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-multimdia-edio-especial-laura.html' title='Post Multimédia - Edição Especial - Laura Pausini'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-8434548289816651143</id><published>2008-09-05T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:27:45.029+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY FREDDIE MERCURY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SMDplPpOCvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/HD8DmKexl1o/s1600-h/freddie_mercury_live_at_wembley_stadion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242446792323107570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SMDplPpOCvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/HD8DmKexl1o/s400/freddie_mercury_live_at_wembley_stadion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Farokh Bommi Bulsara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mais conhecido pelo seu nome artístico, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freddie Mercury&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, nasceu a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 de Setembro de 1946&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zanzibar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e veio a falecer em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Londres&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, no dia &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;24 de Novembro de 1991&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Faria hoje, se fosse vivo, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;62 anos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Mas ele não está vivo fisicamente, mas sim em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espírito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, nos &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Corações&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de todos os fãs e será &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEMPRE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ÚNICO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; vocalista dos &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;QUEEN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Embaixo, coloco um videolip (que eu mais gosto), embora seja já repetido. Ele fez muitas músicas belissimas, mas esta sobressaí imenso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Love Of My Life&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ainda com o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freddie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKXO2T06ZBU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKXO2T06ZBU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Até Já Freddie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-8434548289816651143?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8434548289816651143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=8434548289816651143' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8434548289816651143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8434548289816651143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-freddie-mercury.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY FREDDIE MERCURY'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SMDplPpOCvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/HD8DmKexl1o/s72-c/freddie_mercury_live_at_wembley_stadion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-8251963592966423228</id><published>2008-09-04T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:20:41.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MÚSICA QUE FICA NO OUVIDO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Desta vez, deixo-vos aqui um vídeo de uma cantora, até então desconhecida, mas que se lançou com este "HIT", denominado de "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" e em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acústico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ela chama-se: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brandi Carlile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y72jRaoRvHs&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y72jRaoRvHs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-8251963592966423228?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8251963592966423228/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=8251963592966423228' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8251963592966423228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8251963592966423228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/09/msica-que-fica-no-ouvido.html' title='MÚSICA QUE FICA NO OUVIDO!'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-5752713366908908947</id><published>2008-08-29T09:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:00:01.009+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MICHAEL JACKSON CELEBRA O SEU 50º ANIVERSÁRIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SKc9d59mloI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ehOSAUBePbY/s1600-h/065-michael-jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235220675826194050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SKc9d59mloI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ehOSAUBePbY/s400/065-michael-jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este post, hoje, é dedicado ao cantor denominado por: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;King Of Pop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr.Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, celebra 50 anos. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M.J.(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;como carinhosamente é tratado entre os fãs), tem de seu nome completo: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Joseph Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Nasceu no dia: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29 de Agosto de 1958&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gary, Indiana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Que muitos mais anos possa festejar, sempre com o apoio incondicional dos fãs que tem pelo Mundo fora.&lt;br /&gt;Está a gravar um novo cd, que, supostamente, ainda será lançado este ano (pelo menos assim os fãs esperam).&lt;br /&gt;Aqui em baixo, deixo-vos um vídeo dele, chamado: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will You Be There&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PvYygjcMDdQ&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PvYygjcMDdQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-5752713366908908947?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5752713366908908947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=5752713366908908947' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5752713366908908947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5752713366908908947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/michael-jackson-celebra-o-seu-50.html' title='MICHAEL JACKSON CELEBRA O SEU 50º ANIVERSÁRIO'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SKc9d59mloI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ehOSAUBePbY/s72-c/065-michael-jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2285589530601930801</id><published>2008-08-26T09:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:45:10.785+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CARLOS PAIÃO: 20 ANOS DEPOIS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SLPqvueYj9I/AAAAAAAAAas/xSUoh3YrOrk/s1600-h/carlos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238788897212239826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SLPqvueYj9I/AAAAAAAAAas/xSUoh3YrOrk/s400/carlos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quem não conhece este famoso cantor Português?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carlos Manuel de Marques Paião&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nasceu em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 de Novembro de 1957&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; na cidade de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coimbra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, vindo a falecer a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26 de Agosto de 1988&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rio-Maior&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nasceu acidentalmente em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coimbra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, passando toda a sua infância e juventude entre &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ílhavo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (terra natal dos pais) e &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisboa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Licenciou-se em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Medicina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pela &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universidade de Lisboa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1983&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), acabando por se dedicar exclusivamente à música. Desde muito cedo &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carlos Paião&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; demonstrou ser um compositor prolífico, sendo que no ano de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1978&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tinha já escritas mais de duzentas canções. Nesse ano obteve o primeiro reconhecimento público ao vencer o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Festival da Canção&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Illiabum Clube&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, com o tema:"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Tempo É De Guerra"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, que nunca chegou a gravar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1981&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; decide enviar algumas delas ao &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Festival RTP da Canção&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, numa altura em que este certame representava uma plataforma para o sucesso e a fama no mundo da música portuguesa. "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Play-Back"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ganhou o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Festival RTP da Canção de 1981&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; com a esmagadora pontuação de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;203 pontos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, deixando para trás concorrentes tão fortes como as &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. A canção, uma crítica divertida, mas contundente, aos artistas que cantam em play-back, ficou em penúltimo lugar no &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Festival da Eurovisão de 1981&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, que se realizou nesse ano em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dublin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, na &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;República da Irlanda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Tal classificação não "beliscou" minimamente a popularidade do cantor e compositor, pois &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carlos Paião&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ainda nesse ano, editou outro single de sucesso e que mantém a sua popularidade até hoje: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pó de Arroz"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. O êxito que se seguiu foi a "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcha do Pião das Nicas"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, canção na qual o cantor voltava a deixar patente o seu lado satírico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Algarismos"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1982&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) foi o seu primeiro LP, que não obteve, no entanto, o reconhecimento desejado. Surgiu entretanto a oportunidade de participar no programa de televisão: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foguete"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, com &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;António Sala&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luís Arriaga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Num outro programa: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hermanias"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1984&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carlos Paião&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; compôs a totalidade das músicas e letras de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serafim Saudade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, uma caricatura criada por &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Herman José&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, já então uma das figuras mais populares da televisão portuguesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1983&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, cantava ao lado de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cândida Branca Flor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, com quem interpretou um dueto muito patriótico intitulado: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vinho do Porto, Vinho de Portugal"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, que ficou em 3.º lugar no &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Festival RTP da Canção&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1985&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, concorreu ao &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Festival Mundial de Música Popular de Tóquio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;World Popular Song Festival of Tokio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), tendo a sua canção sido uma das 18 seleccionadas em mais de 2000 representativas de 58 países.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A editora &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMI - Valentim de Carvalho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tinha inclusive chegado a encomendar a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carlos Paião&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; canções para outros artistas, entre os quais o próprio &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Herman José&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, que viria a alcançar grande êxito com: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Canção do Beijinho"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, e &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amália Rodrigues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, para quem escreveu: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Senhor Extra-Terrestre"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1982&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), cuja letra chegou mesmo a constar dum manual para alunos de escola primária.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26 de Agosto de 1988&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a caminho de um espectáculo em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leiria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, morre num violento acidente de automóvel, na antiga estrada &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EN1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, actual &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IC2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Na altura, surgiu o boato de que na ocasião de seu funeral não estaria morto, mas sim em coma, porém a violência do acidente por si nega o boato, pois a sobrevivência a este seria impossível. No entanto, o boato sobre o artista ter sido sepultado vivo permanece até os dias actuais. Nesta altura, estava a preparar um novo álbum intitulado: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intervalo"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, que acabou por ser editado em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Setembro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; desse ano, e cujo tema de maior sucesso foi:"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando As Nuvens Chorarem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Compositor, intérprete e instrumentista, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carlos Paião&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; produziu mais de quinhentas canções, tendo sido homenageado em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2003&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, com um CD comemorativo dos 15 anos do seu desaparecimento - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carlos Paião: Letra e Música - 15 anos depois&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentim de Carvalho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homenagem a Carlos Paião&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dCG2S0xbGsk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dCG2S0xbGsk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-2285589530601930801?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2285589530601930801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=2285589530601930801' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2285589530601930801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2285589530601930801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/carlos-paio-20-anos-depois.html' title='CARLOS PAIÃO: 20 ANOS DEPOIS...'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SLPqvueYj9I/AAAAAAAAAas/xSUoh3YrOrk/s72-c/carlos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-6289394452480589134</id><published>2008-08-26T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T11:15:45.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O QUE É A RELIGIÃO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SLPT4npTI7I/AAAAAAAAAak/cjiHEumAJZs/s1600-h/cruz4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238763761230357426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SLPT4npTI7I/AAAAAAAAAak/cjiHEumAJZs/s400/cruz4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na minha humilde opinião, religião não é nada mais do que o "relacionamento" que temos com &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; disse, numa passagem da &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bíblia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:"(...)&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;onde estiverem uma ou mais pessoas, EU estarei presente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". Portanto, para o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adorar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, não é preciso ir a nenhuma igreja, basta, somente fazer três coisas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Virar-se para uma parede branca e limpa de qualquer género de objectos;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acreditar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e ter &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fé&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. Orar somente a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Claro está que, num País, como o nosso, religioso a 100%, as pessoas têm a tendência a acreditar naquilo que não faz falta. Mas enfim...são ideiais e mentalidades. Pois se Deus Resuscitou à imensos Séculos, então porquê é que a Igreja Católica insiste em "adorar" uma imagem presa a uma cruz? Não deveria a cruz estar...vazia?&lt;br /&gt;Peço, desde já, desculpas, se este post fere susceptibilidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&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/18680024-6289394452480589134?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6289394452480589134/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=6289394452480589134' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6289394452480589134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6289394452480589134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/o-que-religio.html' title='O QUE É A RELIGIÃO?'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SLPT4npTI7I/AAAAAAAAAak/cjiHEumAJZs/s72-c/cruz4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2994936420270629624</id><published>2008-08-22T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T09:00:00.131+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INSPIRAÇÃO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SK31UZ7b7wI/AAAAAAAAAac/PZReNjUhFq8/s1600-h/Na+Ponta+De+Uma+Caneta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237111672608124674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SK31UZ7b7wI/AAAAAAAAAac/PZReNjUhFq8/s400/Na+Ponta+De+Uma+Caneta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na ponta da caneta&lt;br /&gt;tudo se escreve,&lt;br /&gt;tudo se rima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Busca a inspiração&lt;br /&gt;No papel de um caderno&lt;br /&gt;abandonado a um canto&lt;br /&gt;de um quarto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escreve-se emoções&lt;br /&gt;rebuscados do fundo do mar&lt;br /&gt;turbulento de sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pensa-se naquela pessoa pela&lt;br /&gt;qual foi abandonada,&lt;br /&gt;largada.&lt;br /&gt;Quando já não dava para&lt;br /&gt;prolongar a relação,&lt;br /&gt;esta...partiu-se,&lt;br /&gt;acabou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escreve-se, rabisca-se,&lt;br /&gt;arranca-se a folha, pois&lt;br /&gt;saiu mal...começa-se novamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outros assuntos servem de inspiração,&lt;br /&gt;Guardado pela sombra da Lua.&lt;br /&gt;Pensa-se um pouco,&lt;br /&gt;antes de escrever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O Amor já não é como antes,&lt;br /&gt;agora as relações baseiam-se em tudo menos no Amor e no&lt;br /&gt;Carinho mútuo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Releu o que tinha escrito várias vezes,&lt;br /&gt;gostou, mas ainda não era aquilo que queria.&lt;br /&gt;Arrancou a folha do caderno, formou uma bola amassada&lt;br /&gt;e jogou para onde já havia mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele era muito exigente e perfeccionista no que escrevia,&lt;br /&gt;não podia sair nada mal.&lt;br /&gt;E continuou a escrever noite fora,&lt;br /&gt;sempre com a Lua como sua testemunha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-2994936420270629624?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2994936420270629624/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=2994936420270629624' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2994936420270629624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2994936420270629624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/inspirao.html' title='INSPIRAÇÃO!'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SK31UZ7b7wI/AAAAAAAAAac/PZReNjUhFq8/s72-c/Na+Ponta+De+Uma+Caneta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-5853801041799277194</id><published>2008-08-18T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:08:45.732+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ATLETAS PARAOLÍMPICOS 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SKmBLsfXmBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/I6_Z9Bq1igY/s1600-h/paralimpicos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235858079716186130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SKmBLsfXmBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/I6_Z9Bq1igY/s400/paralimpicos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos apoiar os nossos &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atletas Paraolímpicos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pequim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Pelos menos temos a certeza de que estes Atletas não nos vão desiludir.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que participam...ganham.&lt;br /&gt;Trazem várias medalhas...de ouro e espalham o nome de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Portugal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, com enorme orgulho da nossa parte, claro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&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/18680024-5853801041799277194?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5853801041799277194/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=5853801041799277194' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5853801041799277194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5853801041799277194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/atletas-paraolmpicos-2008.html' title='ATLETAS PARAOLÍMPICOS 2008'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SKmBLsfXmBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/I6_Z9Bq1igY/s72-c/paralimpicos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2502729453753616941</id><published>2008-08-16T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:45:16.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MADONNA FESTEJA O SEU 50º ANIVERSÁRIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SKc4-LV8eaI/AAAAAAAAAaE/iALZsu6JFMU/s1600-h/madonna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235215732689369506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SKc4-LV8eaI/AAAAAAAAAaE/iALZsu6JFMU/s400/madonna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta artista, conhecida por: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queen Of Pop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", tem o nome de: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madonna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, embora o nome completo dela seja: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madonna Louise Veronica Ciccone Ritchie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Nasceu a: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 de Agosto de 1958&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bay City, Michigan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Poderá ser uma pessoa polémica, mas três coisas temos de considerar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É uma excelente artista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fabulosa dançarina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nem parece que tem 50 Anos. Qual será o Segredo da Juventude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Creio não estar enganado quando digo que será a segunda vez que irá actuar em &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Portugal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mais propriamente, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisboa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (pois o resto é mera paisagem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aqui vos deixo um vídeo antigo dela:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa Don`T Preach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LY1RNuzT4XU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LY1RNuzT4XU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-2502729453753616941?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2502729453753616941/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=2502729453753616941' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2502729453753616941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2502729453753616941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/madonna-festeja-o-seu-50-aniversrio.html' title='MADONNA FESTEJA O SEU 50º ANIVERSÁRIO'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SKc4-LV8eaI/AAAAAAAAAaE/iALZsu6JFMU/s72-c/madonna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-8740932662338363724</id><published>2008-08-14T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T18:54:40.072+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTREIA EM 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos aqui um trailer fenomenal de um filme chamado:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watchmen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DC Comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vejam e...desesperem, pois ainda falta um bocadito de tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R3orQKBxiEg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R3orQKBxiEg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E também do filme:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Max Payne: The Movie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", (&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;deveras um título originalissimo&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JboQmDIdKWs&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JboQmDIdKWs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-8740932662338363724?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8740932662338363724/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=8740932662338363724' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8740932662338363724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8740932662338363724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/estreia-em-2009.html' title='ESTREIA EM 2009'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-7406855944964809294</id><published>2008-08-10T09:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T11:36:15.371+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Música Linda!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, decidi colocar e partilhar convosco aqui, uma música que me fala ao sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Chama-se:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lanterna dos Afogados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e é cantado por&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gal Costa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Herbert Vianna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xVzJUmnn_A&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xVzJUmnn_A&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Espero que gostem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até À Próxima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-7406855944964809294?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7406855944964809294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=7406855944964809294' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7406855944964809294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7406855944964809294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/08/msica-linda.html' title='Música Linda!'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-116354297689585310</id><published>2008-08-08T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T12:16:42.166+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Multimédia - Edição Especialissima</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caros Visitantes!&lt;br /&gt;Como estou, novamente, numa fase de interiorização, apeteceu-me colocar aqui este post, que a mim me diz imenso.&lt;br /&gt;É uma das músicas que eu mais gosto dos &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Queen&lt;/span&gt; (antiga formação, claro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKXO2T06ZBU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Espero que gostem.&lt;br /&gt;Até à próxima.&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/18680024-116354297689585310?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/116354297689585310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=116354297689585310' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/116354297689585310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/116354297689585310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-multimdia-edio-especialissima.html' title='Post Multimédia - Edição Especialissima'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-116247009258285100</id><published>2008-08-03T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:14:54.677+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Infantil - ANIMAÇÃO DO PASSADO - Lucky Luke</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lNz7nC7Km00" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quem não conhece esta série animada e este herói de Banda Desenhada?&lt;br /&gt;Mais palavras para quê?&lt;br /&gt;Vejam o vídeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&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/18680024-116247009258285100?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/116247009258285100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=116247009258285100' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/116247009258285100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/116247009258285100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-infantil-animao-do-passado-lucky.html' title='Post Infantil - ANIMAÇÃO DO PASSADO - Lucky Luke'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-8823964388580948739</id><published>2008-07-24T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:18:26.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ACTUALMENTE NAMORAR É PERIGOSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SIg3YGBC3LI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/LKd_-G196h0/s1600-h/namorados_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226488254634843314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SIg3YGBC3LI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/LKd_-G196h0/s400/namorados_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Segundo dados recentes da Estatística do &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, namorar está a tornar-se perigoso.&lt;br /&gt;Passo a explicar:&lt;br /&gt;antigamente os rapazes, pretendiam namorar com raparigas, tendo em vista, partilhar o chamado &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor, Carinho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Respeito mútuo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Actualmente, querem namorar, para descarregar, nas namoradas, as suas frutrações e stresses, em forma de grandes sovas (mais conhecido por: "porrada").&lt;br /&gt;Estes últimos, jamais podem ser considerados de "humanos", infelizmente, não passaram do estágio de "&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homosapiens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bater em raparigas e mulheres, deveria ir contra todos os princípios humanos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Mas pelos vistos...para alguns...não vai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma rapariga ou mulher, deve ser tratada como se de uma flor delicada se trata-se&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, e não como se fosse um saco de areia para o boxe.&lt;br /&gt;A mesma estatística refere que esta violência que eles têm para com as suas "caras-metade", já ultrapassou, em muito a &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;violência doméstica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;É como eu costumo dizer: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dá Deus nozes a quem não tem dentes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". Eu que procuro alguém, que não encontro, para poder ser e fazer alguém feliz e há quem tenha e a maltrate. Enfim...mentes doentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próxmio Post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-8823964388580948739?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8823964388580948739/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=8823964388580948739' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8823964388580948739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8823964388580948739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/07/actualmente-namorar-perigoso.html' title='ACTUALMENTE NAMORAR É PERIGOSO'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SIg3YGBC3LI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/LKd_-G196h0/s72-c/namorados_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-3312477837659980679</id><published>2008-07-16T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T09:57:35.682+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O QUE É O AMOR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na minha mais modesta e humilde opinião, creio que o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, deveria sempre estar presente nas nossas vidas terrenas.&lt;br /&gt;Não falo no &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pelos &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ou pelos &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amigos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (pois esse, em princípio, está garantido).&lt;br /&gt;Quando falo de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, estou a referir-me ao outro &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ao &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que nos trás, quase sempre, dor, lágrimas, tristeza, mas também poderá trazer-nos, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alegria, Felicidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e o bom &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Humor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; diário, para quem o tem, lógico.&lt;br /&gt;Ao&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Síncero, Verdadeiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. E não aquele que "brinca" com os sentimentos das pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;O mesmo &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, no qual &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; se refere na peça: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romeu &amp;amp; Julieta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", o &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; impossível, que nunca deixará de ser &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Tanto que, ambos, morrem no fim...por um &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; imenso. Duas famílias: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Capulets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Montagues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, dois Amores que se unem num só, mesmo que às escondidas. Amor que tem um final trágico, quando &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romeu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; julga que &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Julieta &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;está morta, agarra numa faca e mata-se, nessa altura, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Julieta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, acorda de um sono profundo, vê o seu amado morto ao seu lado, agarra num fraco com veneno, bebe-o e morre. Pelo menos, já que as famílias não queriam o romance, assim, ficam os dois juntos e felizes.&lt;br /&gt;É a peça que eu mais gosto. Podem-me chamar de sentimental, mas gosto.&lt;br /&gt;Devido a isso, deixo-vos aqui está música, espero que gostem e...que se inspirem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IHuQKe1ithw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IHuQKe1ithw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-3312477837659980679?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3312477837659980679/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=3312477837659980679' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3312477837659980679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3312477837659980679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-que-o-amor.html' title='O QUE É O AMOR?'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-5908494261084479498</id><published>2008-07-11T09:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T19:13:00.849+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VALE A PENA COMPRAR...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNRrfXSzaI/AAAAAAAAAZs/DnzA307iOPo/s1600-h/An+Officer+and+a+Gentleman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216102601020591522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="171" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNRrfXSzaI/AAAAAAAAAZs/DnzA307iOPo/s400/An+Officer+and+a+Gentleman.jpg" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para quem gosta de um "velhinho" (mas bom) filme de romance e amor, aqui tem um muito especial, saído do baú das memórias da década de 80.&lt;br /&gt;Remasterizado a imagem e o som. Sempre actual e bonito.&lt;br /&gt;Só é pena que, por vezes, estórias destas "cor-de-rosa" não possam passar para a realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aqui fica, um vídeo de um bocado do filme com uma belíssima banda sonora, cantada pelo senhor &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe Cocker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up Where We Belong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zI7SIDms5LA&amp;amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zI7SIDms5LA&amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É uma edição especial, comemorativa, de dois discos ao preço de 11,99 Euros.&lt;br /&gt;O filme é de 1982 e tem a duração de: 119 minutos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinopse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;"De vez em quando, aparece um filme que fica gravado na memória do grande público. "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oficial e Cavalheiro"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, é um desses casos, uma história intemporal de romance, amizade e crescimento.&lt;br /&gt;O solitário &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zack Mayo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Richard Gere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) entra na &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escola de Oficiais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, para se tornar piloto da &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marinha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e em treze semanas de suplício aprenderá o significado da disciplina, do amor e da amizade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louis Gossett Jr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. venceu um &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oscar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; por este brilhante retrato do duro instrutor que ensina a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que ninguém consegue fazer tudo sozinho. E apesar de &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gossett&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tentar advertir &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dos truques usados por algumas raparigas da região, para conseguirem um marido com a farda de oficial da &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marinha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; acaba por sucumbir ao amor de uma delas (personagem interpretada pela actriz &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Debra Winger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), enquanto o seu colega candidato, interpretado por &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Keith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, luta com um destino diferente. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oficial e Cavalheiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é um filme rico e gratificante, com interpretações tocantes, que permanece na nossa memória muito depois do filme ter acabado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Realizador&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taylor Hackford&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Richard Gere, Debra Winger, David Keith, Robert Loggia, Lisa Blount, Lisa Eilbacher, Louis Gossett Jr., Tony Plana, Harold Sylvester, David Caruso, Victor French, Grace Zabriskie, Tommy Petersen, Mara Scott-Wood, David Greenfield&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-5908494261084479498?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/5908494261084479498/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=5908494261084479498' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5908494261084479498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/5908494261084479498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/07/vale-pena-comprar_11.html' title='VALE A PENA COMPRAR...'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNRrfXSzaI/AAAAAAAAAZs/DnzA307iOPo/s72-c/An+Officer+and+a+Gentleman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-7696171910483884321</id><published>2008-07-04T09:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T09:00:29.273+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VALE A PENA COMPRAR...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNNeav42BI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1JgtRR1d5uc/s1600-h/Quadrilogia+SAW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216097978396760082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNNeav42BI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1JgtRR1d5uc/s400/Quadrilogia+SAW.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para quem gosta de uns bons sustos, este pack com os quatro filmes da saga: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", será a melhor escolha.&lt;br /&gt;Claro que jamais me passaria pela cabeça em contar aqui a história toda dos 4 filmes e também, nunca pensaria em dizer o final(?) do quarto filme.&lt;br /&gt;Para conhecerem, terão que o comprar, digo-vos que é do melhor (a seguir ao "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOSTEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", claro), que há em termos de suspense.&lt;br /&gt;Há cenas que dão para dar uma boa gargalhada. Mas há outras cenas que dão para ter imeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnnnsssssssssssooooooooossssssss pesadelos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAW 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1yh4XibKJtI&amp;amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1yh4XibKJtI&amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aqui fica, uma pequena amostra do que vos espera. É pena o vídeo ter um leve "delay" no som das vozes dos actores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-7696171910483884321?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/7696171910483884321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=7696171910483884321' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7696171910483884321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/7696171910483884321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/07/vale-pena-comprar.html' title='VALE A PENA COMPRAR...'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNNeav42BI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1JgtRR1d5uc/s72-c/Quadrilogia+SAW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2982210943220870740</id><published>2008-07-01T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:05:38.545+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CONSOLO ESPANHOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGneFUtRLqI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/n9Hu31Xk1_Q/s1600-h/Bandeira+de+Espanha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217945826324721314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGneFUtRLqI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/n9Hu31Xk1_Q/s400/Bandeira+de+Espanha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é de conhecimento público, a Selecção Tuga, tentou ir até à final do Europeu, tentou, mas...não conseguiu, embora se tenha esforçado imenso. Voltou a ser derrotado, desta feita pela Alemanha.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, como eu sempre costumo dizer, "A Vingança É Um Prato Que Se Serve Frio" (ainda para mais no Verão, quando há temperaturas altas. :) ), mesmo por isso, no Domingo, mentalmente, estava a apoiar a Selecção Espanhola. E os "nuestros hermanos", não nos desiludiram. Talvez, daqui a dois anos, se tudo correr bem, a nossa Selecção, consiga fazer-nos uma surpresa...ou talvez...não. A ver vamos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-2982210943220870740?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2982210943220870740/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=2982210943220870740' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2982210943220870740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2982210943220870740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/07/consolo-espanhol.html' title='CONSOLO ESPANHOL'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGneFUtRLqI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/n9Hu31Xk1_Q/s72-c/Bandeira+de+Espanha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-3744545860414710920</id><published>2008-06-27T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:10:31.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VALE A PENA COMPRAR...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/R8fvy9CgZKI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/iZirugbF-eQ/s1600-h/Live_At_Wembley_Stadium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172366355715876002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/R8fvy9CgZKI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/iZirugbF-eQ/s400/Live_At_Wembley_Stadium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma novidade neste blog. A partir de hoje, e sempre às 6ª feiras, comprometo-me a postar aqui um artigo de Cultura (coisa rara hoje em dia em Portugal), para que vocês decidam se vale a pena ou não comprar.&lt;br /&gt;O artigo que hoje vos apresento, todos já o devem conhecer, mas para quem não o conhece, eu falo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta edição especialissima, contém dois dvd`s e um folheto com 18 páginas.&lt;br /&gt;Nota-se, na gravação algum granulado, mas de resto, a imagem está o melhor que é possível. Vê-se a comunicação que existia, na altura entre o Freddie Mercury e os seus fãs.&lt;br /&gt;O CD 1 contém os 28 êxitos dos Queen, tais como:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "One Vision";&lt;br /&gt;- "Tie Your Mother Down";&lt;br /&gt;- "In The Lap Of Gods";&lt;br /&gt;- "Seven Seas Of Rhye";&lt;br /&gt;- "Tear It Up";&lt;br /&gt;- "A Kind Of Magic";&lt;br /&gt;- "Under Pressure";&lt;br /&gt;- "Another One Bits The Dust";&lt;br /&gt;- "Who Wants To Live Forever";&lt;br /&gt;- "I Want To Break Free";&lt;br /&gt;- "Impromptu";&lt;br /&gt;- "Brighton Rock Solo" - Solo de Bryan May;&lt;br /&gt;- "Now I`m Here";&lt;br /&gt;- "Love Of My Life";&lt;br /&gt;- "Is The World We Created"&lt;br /&gt;- "(You`re So Square) Baby I Don`t Care";&lt;br /&gt;- "Hello Mary Lou (Goodbye Heart)";&lt;br /&gt;- "Tutti Frutti";&lt;br /&gt;- "Gimme Some Lovin`";&lt;br /&gt;- "Bohemian Rhapsody";&lt;br /&gt;- "Hammer To Fall";&lt;br /&gt;- "Crazy Little Thing Called Love";&lt;br /&gt;- "Big Spender";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O CD2, contém entrevistas e cenas de bastidores antes do concerto e ensaios do e para o mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que, caso o comprem, se divirtam a relembrar o passado da verdadeira e única Banda Original denominada de: Queen. Pois aquilo que agora apareceu, é pura imitação.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-3744545860414710920?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/3744545860414710920/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=3744545860414710920' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3744545860414710920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/3744545860414710920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/vale-pena-comprar.html' title='VALE A PENA COMPRAR...'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/R8fvy9CgZKI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/iZirugbF-eQ/s72-c/Live_At_Wembley_Stadium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-2127470349953518755</id><published>2008-06-24T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T09:22:23.048+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UM EXEMPLO DE VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, venho-vos mostrar que é um erro enorme, tratar as pessoas portadoras de deficiência como "coitadinhos" e com "pena" (pois quem tem pena são as aves).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bragança: Jovem pintor deficiente expõe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; «&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coragens de Vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;»:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um jovem deficiente transmontano encontrou na pintura um meio de vencer as barreiras de uma doença rara e prepara-se para mostrar a sua arte ao país coma a ajuda do &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instituto Português da Juventude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cláudio João&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; inaugurou na quarta-feira, no IPJ de &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bragança&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a exposição "&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coragens de Vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", com 20 quadros que o subdelegado regional daquele organismo, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victor Prada Pereira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, prometeu levar às delegações de todo o país. Os quadros do jovem de &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 anos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; têm vários motivos e não deixam transparecer as dificuldades do autor que teve de encontrar uma técnica própria para colorir as telas. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cláudio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sofre de uma doença rara incurável, o "&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sindroma de Larsen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", que afecta todas as articulações e condiciona o desenvolvimento físico, locomoção e movimentos.&lt;br /&gt;O jovem da aldeia de &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cicouro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, no concelho de &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miranda do Douro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mede um metro e vinte centímetros, pesa vinte e oito quilos e enfrenta um problema auditivo profundo.&lt;br /&gt;As limitações físicas impedem-no de trabalhar toda a tela em simultâneo, mas &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cláudio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; descobriu maneira de ultrapassar este obstáculo.&lt;br /&gt;Como contou à &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lusa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, com a ajuda do pai, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;José Abílio João&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, pinta, primeiro, metade da tela, até onde chega o braço, e depois a outra parte, tendo de concluir a pintura invertida.&lt;br /&gt;"E este trabalho engenhoso e difícil é executado com tal perfeição que os quadros parecem executados normalmente", refere a nota biográfica do jovem que acompanha a exposição patente até ao final do mês, no IPJ de &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bragança&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;O sub-delegado regional garantiu a &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cláudio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que esta exposição seguirá em digressão por todos os distritos do Norte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victor Prada Pereira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; comprometeu-se a diligenciar junto dos colegas das restantes regiões do país para receberem esta iniciativa.&lt;br /&gt;Com os seus quadros e a ajuda de instituições de solidariedade, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cláudio &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;já conseguiu adquirir uma cadeira de rodas adaptada.&lt;br /&gt;O sonho deste jovem é agora "tirar a carta e comprar um &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" também adaptado às suas limitações.&lt;br /&gt;O jovem já sofreu várias intervenções cirúrgicas ao longo da vida e só consegue movimentar-se com canadianas (erradamente confundidas por muletas). Frequenta o ensino com currículos adaptados.&lt;br /&gt;A distância da aldeia onde vive, junto à fronteira com &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Espanha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, obriga-o a fazer semanalmente centenas de quilómetros para as sessões de fisioterapia, em &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Macedo de Cavaleiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cláudio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; é o mais velho de três irmãos e o único com a doença, que não o impediu de pintar já perto de meia centena de quadros.&lt;br /&gt;A aptidão para o desenho revela-a desde o ensino básico e tem aperfeiçoado o talento em aulas semanais, com uma professora espanhola de &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Belas Artes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, que já certificou "&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a veia artística do Cláudio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-2127470349953518755?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/2127470349953518755/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=2127470349953518755' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2127470349953518755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/2127470349953518755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/um-exemplo-de-vida.html' title='UM EXEMPLO DE VIDA'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-226640856811000849</id><published>2008-06-18T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T10:13:35.787+01:00</updated><title type='text'>THE QUEEN OF POP IS BACK TO PORTUGAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venho deixar um comunicado, importante para quem é fã desta Senhora.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez já o saibam, mas de qualquer maneira, deixo aqui a informação:&lt;br /&gt;a "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainha da Pop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", está de regresso a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Portugal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mais propriamente no dia &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; de Setembro de 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Irá actuar no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Parque da Bela Vista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (local do Rock In Rio) :)&lt;br /&gt;Deixo aqui um vídeo muito antigo dela, para vocês recordarem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YMt53HYkfY8&amp;amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YMt53HYkfY8&amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Os bilhetes já estão esgotadissimos, para quem pensa em ir comprá-los, pode tirar daí a ideia. Venderam-se em 24 horas. Recorde nunca antes visto em parte alguma do Mundo, por nenhum outro cantor. Só espero que ela não tenha a ideia infeliz de trazer o Timberlake e o Timberland. Que venha sozinha, pois faz muito bem o seu trabalho sem estar acompanhada por esses dois palhaços. Garantidamente, o concerto promete, pois ela não irá só cantar as músicas deste álbum, mas também dos anteriores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-226640856811000849?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/226640856811000849/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=226640856811000849' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/226640856811000849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/226640856811000849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/queen-of-pop-is-back-to-portugal.html' title='THE QUEEN OF POP IS BACK TO PORTUGAL'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-810895282629408989</id><published>2008-06-16T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T09:04:09.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NA VIDA, NEM TUDO O QUE PARECE...É!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No ínicio da nossa vida, somos somente uma semente, no ventre de nossa &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mãe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Depois, durante &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 longos meses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, vamos evoluindo o nosso ser.&lt;br /&gt;Quando nascemos, vimos ao Mundo muito a medo (daí que o médico tenha de dar umas palmadas no nosso rabiosque, estou a brincar, claro, pois as palmadas, servem única e exclusivamente para deitar as possíveis "excreções" que estejam na garganta e sistema respiratório).&lt;br /&gt;Jamais temos o "poder" de escolher a nossa família.&lt;br /&gt;Mas os Amigos e o nosso Destino somos nós quem o escolhemos e o traçamos.&lt;br /&gt;As nossas decisões, as boas e más escolhas, os erros...tudo pagamos aqui, neste plano terrestre.&lt;br /&gt;E quando escolhemos a pessoa (que nós esperamos), será a nossa futura companheira, nunca é por acaso, pois os acasos e as coincidências NÃO EXISTEM.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo tem uma razão de existir.&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda não nos apareceu alguém nos nossos caminhos, haverá duas únicas e simples razões:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Ou ainda não estamos preparados espiritualmente para tal situação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Nascemos mesmo para cumprir a nossa Missão (seja ela qual fôr e caso exista) e não deixármos herdeiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu, falo por mim, já estou resignado, se tiver de viver uma vida de solidão e morrer sem deixar filhos e sem poder conhecer a felicidade...que assim seja.&lt;br /&gt;Não será por minha vontade, mas porque me tal foi imposto, por forças maiores e Divinas.&lt;br /&gt;Se Deus acha que ainda não chegou a minha altura de encontrar a felicidade ou se achar que estou melhor sozinho, eu só terei de aceitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E é isto caros amigos, hoje apeteceu-me desabafar, sem falsos moralismos e sem mostrar que tenho "pena de mim". Como alguém, por desconhecimento de causa (pelo menos, assim quero pensar) referiu num comentário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Espero ter conseguido passar a ideia sem deixar razões para ver comentários moralistas e ideias preconceituosas pré-concebidas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&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/18680024-810895282629408989?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/810895282629408989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=810895282629408989' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/810895282629408989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/810895282629408989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/na-vida-nem-tudo-o-que-parece.html' title='NA VIDA, NEM TUDO O QUE PARECE...É!'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-8849557304168284228</id><published>2008-06-13T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:38:09.354+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTREIA NOS CINEMAS: MÊS DE JUNHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, venho-vos informar que o filme tão aguardado (pelos fãs) deste personagem tão carismático, já se encontra em alguns cinemas, sendo que o de Évora (para variar)...não é um dos que têm a sorte. Claro. Tal já seria de esperar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, para vos dar um "cheirinho", aqui fica um trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HULK 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dzX1dDzoLMU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dzX1dDzoLMU&amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Deixem carregar primeiro, só depois é que tentem ver, pois se os trailers e demais conteúdo do &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YouTube&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; já estavam "lentos", agora estão "lentinhos".&lt;br /&gt;Há quem critique este filme, que diga que o actor foi mal escolhido, que tem o mesmo grau de qualidade que o primeiro. Enfim...criticar é fácil, em especial para quem não entende nada de cinema ou de &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (vulgarmente conhecido por &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banda Desenhada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). Tenho um Amigo, que diz que se o filme não chegar a &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Évora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, irá vê-lo a outra cidade, infelizmente ele tem razão, a pessoa não pode ficar dependente dos cinemas de &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Évora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, senão não vê absolutamente nada de jeito. Infelizmente, nem todos o podem fazer e têm de se submeter aos designios da &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lusomundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Évora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Curtam o filme...quem pode, claro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post! &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/18680024-8849557304168284228?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8849557304168284228/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=8849557304168284228' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8849557304168284228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8849557304168284228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/estreia-nos-cinemas-ms-de-junho.html' title='ESTREIA NOS CINEMAS: MÊS DE JUNHO'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-8919562007917830925</id><published>2008-06-07T09:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T18:40:20.806+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O CUBO DOS ANOS 80</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SErALMibv0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/ctE0X8Bb_V4/s1600-h/cubo_rubik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209187217584144194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SErALMibv0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/ctE0X8Bb_V4/s400/cubo_rubik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;Penso que este "brinquedo", também vos tenha posto a cabeça às voltas...mas sem resultados. É que a mim...colocou.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica um pouco da história dele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O cubo de Rubik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(ou também chamado&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o cubo mágico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;é um quebra-cabeças tridimensional, inventado pelo húngaro&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ernő Rubik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; em 1974&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Originalmente foi chamado&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o cubo Mágico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pelo seu inventor, mas o nome foi alterado pela&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ideal Toys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;para cubo de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rubik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Neste mesmo ano, ganhou o prémio alemão do&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jogo do Ano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Cubo de Rubik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;é um cubo geralmente confeccionado em plástico e possui várias versões, sendo a versão &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3x3x3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a mais comum, composta por &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54 faces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 cores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; diferentes, com arestas de aproximadamente &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5,5 cm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Outras versões menos conhecidas são a &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2x2x2, 4x4x4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e a &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5x5x5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;É considerado um dos brinquedos mais populares do mundo, atingindo um total de &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;900 milhões de unidades vendidas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, bem como suas diferentes imitações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HISTÓRIA:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O primeiro prototipo do cubo foi fabricado em &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1974&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pelo professor do Departamento de Desenho de Interiores na Academia de Artes e Trabalhos Manuais Aplicados em Budapeste (Húngria). Quando &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rubik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; criou este quebra-cabeças, a sua intenção era criar uma peça que fosse perfeita em si mesmo, no que se refere à geometria. A sua principal função foi para ajudar a ilustrar o conceito da terceira dimensão aos seus alunos de arquitectura. A primeira peça que realizou foi em madeira e pintou os seus seis lados com seis cores distintas, para que quando alguém girasse as fases do cubo, tivesse uma melhor visualização dos movimentos realizados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESCRIÇÃO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O invento, descendente dum prototipo &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2x2x2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, criado por &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larry Nichols&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; em &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Março de 1970&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,é um quebra-cabeças que consiste num cubo. Cada uma das suas seis fases está dividida em nove partes, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3x3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, num total de &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26 peças&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que se articulam entre si devido ao mecanismo da peça interior central, oculta dentro do cubo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURIOSIDADES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Cubo de Rubik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; possui &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43.252.003.274.489.856.000&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43 quintilhões&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) combinações possíveis diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém pudesse realizar todas as combinações possíveis a uma velocidade de &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 por segundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, demoraria &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;136.000 anos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, supondo que nunca repetisse a mesma combinação.&lt;br /&gt;Ernő Rubik, inventor deste quebra-cabeças, demorou um mês a resolver o cubo pela primeira vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALGORITMO DE DEUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Um algoritmo que conseguisse resolver qualquer &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cubo de Rubik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no menor número de movimentos possíveis é designado por &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Algoritmo de Deus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Actualmente não se sabe a &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; qual é o menor número de movimentos para resolver qualquer cubo, e seria necessário sabedoria de um ser superior (daí Deus no título) para conseguir o tal "&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Algoritmo de Deus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". Não passa, portanto, de um mito e há grandes dúvidas de tal coisa ser possível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NÚMERO DE CONDIÇÕES POSSÍVEIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O número total de todas as combinações possíveis que nos permite realizar no &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cubo de Rubik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; são as seguintes:&lt;br /&gt;Por uma porte podemos combinar entre si, de qualquer forma, todos os vértices, o que dá lugar a 8 possibilidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEORIA SOBRE A RESOLUÇÃO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cubo de Rubik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é um teste básico para problemas de busca e enumeração.“ diz Gene Cooperman . "Busca e enumeração é uma enorme área de pesquisas, abrangendo muitos pesquisadores trabalhando em diferentes disciplinas - da inteligência artificial às operações. O &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cubo de Rubik&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; permite que os pesquisadores de diferentes disciplinas comparem seus métodos em um problema único e bem conhecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOLUÇÃO ÓPTIMA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Utilizando a teoria dos grupos, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gene Cooperman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel Kunkle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; testaram não apenas movimentos individuais, mas também grupos de movimentos, de forma a optimizar a solução. Foram &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100 milhões&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de movimentos por segundo, até chegar ao resultado final.&lt;br /&gt;E parece haver espaço para melhorias nos cálculos. Em &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1997&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, o professor de ciência da computação &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Richard Korf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; afirmou que a solução óptima para o &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cubo de Rubik &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;é de &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 movimentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERMUTAÇÕES, GRUPOS E AS CONFIGURAÇÕES DO CUBO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Uma permutação é um rearranjo de um conjunto de objetos. Matrizes são convenientes para descrever permutações. Mas há uma modo mais simples: a notação de ciclos. Um ciclo pode ser pensado como uma série de transições de estado que acaba por retornar ao estado inicial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S1 -&gt; S2 -&gt;...-&gt; Sn -&gt; S1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Os movimentos &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R; L; F; B; U; D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; permutam o conjunto das facetas. Um fato importante surge quando usamos a notação de ciclos: toda permutação se decompõe como “produto” de ciclos disjuntos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SErDt9cCk6I/AAAAAAAAAYw/AZhyYOUKppQ/s1600-h/Comuta%C3%A7%C3%A3o.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209191113361101730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SErDt9cCk6I/AAAAAAAAAYw/AZhyYOUKppQ/s400/Comuta%C3%A7%C3%A3o.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tirem, agora, as vossas próprias conclusões. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18680024-8919562007917830925?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/8919562007917830925/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=8919562007917830925' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8919562007917830925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/8919562007917830925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-cubo-dos-anos-80.html' title='O CUBO DOS ANOS 80'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SErALMibv0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/ctE0X8Bb_V4/s72-c/cubo_rubik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-6470996331503081695</id><published>2008-06-04T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:20:13.663+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ESPELHOS DA ALMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/R8B7Z2ZiXzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ec-75BS2F3g/s1600-h/owl-eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170268056250900274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/R8B7Z2ZiXzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ec-75BS2F3g/s400/owl-eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Os Olhos São O Espelho da Alma" há quem o diga mas que "Olhos" são esses que a Alma não consegue Alcançar?&lt;br /&gt;O sentimento, a timidez, a vergonha, o pecado. Tudo se esconde por detrás dessa mesma "Alma".&lt;br /&gt;Os mesmos sentimentos que tentamos a todo o custo, ocultar dos outros mentindo a nós próprios, tentando convecermos-nos de que não os temos.&lt;br /&gt;É engraçado, como o ser humano reage perante o desconhecido:&lt;br /&gt;Olhando-o de soslaio, pelo canto do olho como se tivesse receio que "aquilo"&lt;br /&gt;lhe possa atacar, matar.&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes, os receios não têm qualquer base fundamental assente.&lt;br /&gt;São pura e simplesmente...receios.&lt;br /&gt;A nossa Sociedade prepara, erradamente, as pessoas para que estas hajam conforme os parâmetros, que lhes são "programados" pela TV, Rádio e pela comunicação escrita.&lt;br /&gt;Incutindo-lhes regras básicas da cusquice e de má formação, em geral.&lt;br /&gt;Embora, por vezes, as pessoas não se apercebam de que estão a ser "manipuladas" cerebralmente.&lt;br /&gt;A mesma "Sociedade" que as "manipula" também joga com elas um jogo muito perigoso chamado: "Big Brother", tirando-lhes a já pouca privacidade que têm.&lt;br /&gt;Sabem quando foram pela última vez ao Multibanco e a que horas. Quando puseram gasolina e a que horas. Sabem os passos todos que as pessoas dão. Até parece que somos mero "peões" de um jogo de Xadrez, sendo manipulados diáriamente. Sendo maltratados por uma Sociedade suja e decrépita, na qual somos constantemente enxovalhados por um Governo manipulador, que faz o que lhe dá na real gana. Sem se importar com os mais "pequenos". Como já vem sendo hábito.&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/18680024-6470996331503081695?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/6470996331503081695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=6470996331503081695' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6470996331503081695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/6470996331503081695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/espelhos-da-alma.html' title='ESPELHOS DA ALMA'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/R8B7Z2ZiXzI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ec-75BS2F3g/s72-c/owl-eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-4257283970703201613</id><published>2008-06-01T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T14:02:14.942+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA DA CRIANÇA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SEGcJYSkiOI/AAAAAAAAAYg/u6ZbyidFot0/s1600-h/Olhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206614329170102498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SEGcJYSkiOI/AAAAAAAAAYg/u6ZbyidFot0/s400/Olhar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amiguinhos!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, este post é especialmente para vocês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Criança tantas vezes esquecida,&lt;br /&gt;perdida&lt;br /&gt;violentada&lt;br /&gt;Agredida&lt;br /&gt;abusada&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca amada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Criança o teu sorriso é como os raios do Sol,&lt;br /&gt;Brilhante, eternecedor e Alegre.&lt;br /&gt;Deverias sorrir mais vezes, caso tivesses razão&lt;br /&gt;para tal.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não tens, porque só se lembram de ti,&lt;br /&gt;quando é o teu Dia ou quando és agredida&lt;br /&gt;E quando não és amada?&lt;br /&gt;Lembram-se?&lt;br /&gt;Que futuro terás, no amanhã?&lt;br /&gt;O que queres ser?&lt;br /&gt;Aviador? Cozinheiro? Médico? Veterinário? Advogado?&lt;br /&gt;Tantos sonhos que tens e bastam alguns segundos para&lt;br /&gt;que te sejam roubados da tua infância.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Criança, caso te deixem, tenta ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;pois se há alguém que merece, são vocês.&lt;br /&gt;Merecem tudo o que há de bom no Mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/18680024-4257283970703201613?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4257283970703201613/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=4257283970703201613' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4257283970703201613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4257283970703201613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/06/dia-da-criana.html' title='DIA DA CRIANÇA'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SEGcJYSkiOI/AAAAAAAAAYg/u6ZbyidFot0/s72-c/Olhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18680024.post-4893000244827534287</id><published>2008-05-31T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:37:12.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HOMENAGEM À SELECÇÃO PORTUGUESA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caros Amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venho somente hoje, fazer uma homenagem à nossa Selecção Portuguesa de Futebol. Devido a isso, deixo aqui um vídeo de um grupo brasileiro chamado: "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skank&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" (grupo de funk).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N-wCf4wQTMs&amp;amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N-wCf4wQTMs&amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Por causa da extensão do próprio vídeo, peço-vos que tenham paciência pois ele irá demorar algum tempo a carregar.&lt;br /&gt;Também sei que haverá algumas pessoas, que podem não gostar deste género de música, pois nem todos são obrigados a gostar, como se costuma dizer: "Gostos não se discutem".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Até Ao Próximo Post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;N.A. - Afinal, após reflectir algum tempo, decidi &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NÃO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; encerrar o Blog, pois todos são livres de dar a sua opinião, cabe apenas a mim, aceitá-la ou não. Peço a vós um pouco de paciência, pois agora, para poderem deixar o vosso comentário vão ter de passar por duas "pequenas" burocracias. "Casa roubada, trancas à porta". :) Penso que será uma burocracia passageira.&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/18680024-4893000244827534287?l=ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/feeds/4893000244827534287/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18680024&amp;postID=4893000244827534287' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4893000244827534287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18680024/posts/default/4893000244827534287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ospoemasdomigas.blogspot.com/2008/05/homenagem-seleco-portuguesa.html' title='HOMENAGEM À SELECÇÃO PORTUGUESA'/><author><name>M.M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uziAz1EmDXs/SGNKcf86U3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/sH7dbDX9-IM/S220/IMG00003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
