<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post1314493453655692742..comments</id><updated>2009-04-08T01:17:23.644-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Experimentando Versos: Sem confete e sem alegria</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/feeds/1314493453655692742/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html'/><author><name>José Rodrigues (JR.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13192175044422538162</uri><email>experimentandoversos@yahoo.com.br</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-3234613898745733210</id><published>2009-04-08T01:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T01:17:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>profundamente é a vida, sabe?todos os sentimentos,...</title><content type='html'>profundamente é a vida, sabe?&lt;BR/&gt;todos os sentimentos, dolorosos ou prazerosos devem ser aproveitados!pois não adianta evitar, "porque quando o amor chega, invade"&lt;BR/&gt;*Carol Melo&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;abraços</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/3234613898745733210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/3234613898745733210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html?showComment=1239164220000#c3234613898745733210' title=''/><author><name>Cá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03722569278932794048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-1314493453655692742' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/posts/default/1314493453655692742' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-6200171088095380768</id><published>2009-04-06T05:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T05:45:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A pós modernidade nos trouxe o fenômeno da globali...</title><content type='html'>A pós modernidade nos trouxe o fenômeno da globalização que disse ter estabelecido uma aldeia global, sem barreiras para o desenvolvimento tecnológico e científico, e mesmo assim ainda vemos o oriente ser taxado de terrorista pelos policy makers de poderosas nações, e a áfrica renegada ao descaso, como uma terra sem lei que não soube ajustar-se À otica ocidental da construção do Estado...&lt;BR/&gt;Nessa questão nós latinos corremos em busca do desenvolvimento e aceitamos a perda de privacidade e a corrida contra o tempo como maneira de viver, como nossa garantia dentro de uma almejado "hall" de nações desenvolvidas..&lt;BR/&gt;Perder tempo, de fato, não é o problema mas a solução. A solução para nos desconectarmos das pressões e obrigações diárias e termos um tempo para nóes mesmos e dedicado a fazer o que gostamos, como tomar parte das reflexões que nos proporciona a blogosfera! &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Bjos, José!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/6200171088095380768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/6200171088095380768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html?showComment=1239007500000#c6200171088095380768' title=''/><author><name>Pripa Pontes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17467784428525633739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-1314493453655692742' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/posts/default/1314493453655692742' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-6476197130943691750</id><published>2009-04-05T23:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:18:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrível quando isso acontece. Mas me recordo de u...</title><content type='html'>Terrível quando isso acontece. Mas me recordo de um poema (a autoria não me recordo, mas é um famoso poeta...) que diz:&lt;BR/&gt;"O primeiro amor passou,&lt;BR/&gt;o segundo amor passou,&lt;BR/&gt;o terceiro amor passou,&lt;BR/&gt;mas o coração continua!"&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Beijos,&lt;BR/&gt;Saudades.&lt;BR/&gt;www.lizziepohlmann.com</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/6476197130943691750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/6476197130943691750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html?showComment=1238984280000#c6476197130943691750' title=''/><author><name>Lizzie</name><uri>http://www.lizziepohlmann.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-1314493453655692742' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/posts/default/1314493453655692742' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-2727151211027644301</id><published>2009-04-04T20:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:40:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>...não queria, mas me identifiquei tanto...</title><content type='html'>...não queria, mas me identifiquei tanto...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/2727151211027644301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/2727151211027644301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html?showComment=1238888400000#c2727151211027644301' title=''/><author><name>Rayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07303485647421680767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07347228919662689935'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-1314493453655692742' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/posts/default/1314493453655692742' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-7932326351203321771</id><published>2009-04-01T09:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:47:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amei esse poema.. tem tudo haver com um momento da...</title><content type='html'>Amei esse poema.. tem tudo haver com um momento da minha vida..&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Quero pedir sua permissão para postar esse poema.. no meu blog.. claro que vou te dar todo o crédito. =) Um BeijO.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;estou indicando seu Blog para ganhar o selo: Este blog é uma joia,, passa la no meu pra ver..&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Um Beijo.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/7932326351203321771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/7932326351203321771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html?showComment=1238590020000#c7932326351203321771' title=''/><author><name>Simone Lima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05050950282781488963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17983946920359527510'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-1314493453655692742' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/posts/default/1314493453655692742' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-5791633077003461394</id><published>2009-03-31T00:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:06:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Já tava sentindo falta de suas palavras ^^Nossa co...</title><content type='html'>Já tava sentindo falta de suas palavras ^^&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Nossa como já me senti assim! E sempre a mesma história, quando o amor não dá certo, não se estabelece a primeira coisa que fazemos é nos perguntar o que fizemos/o que temos de errado. Nunca procuramos ver se o problema não é o outro...&lt;BR/&gt;E depois de tantas tentativas frustadas de que dê certo escolhemos o não amar como a garantia de não sofrer, mas acho que uma vida sem amor, acaba nos levando ao sofrimento da mesma forma. &lt;BR/&gt;Talvez seja minha visão um tanto quanto româmtica, mas chega um momento em que sentimos falta de amar, mesmo que n correspondidos, pelo menos sabemos que nosso coração está vivo, mesmo que se machuque...além do mais tudo é aprendizado!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Mais uma vez me delicio com seus versos!&lt;BR/&gt;E espero sua visita ao blog amador.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Bjos José!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/5791633077003461394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/5791633077003461394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html?showComment=1238468760000#c5791633077003461394' title=''/><author><name>Pripa Pontes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17467784428525633739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-1314493453655692742' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/posts/default/1314493453655692742' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-4196575803318295827</id><published>2009-03-30T16:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:45:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>isso é doloroso demais.porque a solidçao vai cresc...</title><content type='html'>isso é doloroso demais.&lt;BR/&gt;porque a solidçao vai crescendo e a esperança do ampr-tranquilo vai sendo sufocada. é complicado demais..porque somos todos fechados demais..e machucados demais para arriscar..&lt;BR/&gt;ai ai..&lt;BR/&gt;lindo texto, como sempre;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;;*</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/4196575803318295827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/4196575803318295827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html?showComment=1238442300000#c4196575803318295827' title=''/><author><name>(marta selva)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13938699672674610040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-1314493453655692742' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/posts/default/1314493453655692742' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-959166078680672006</id><published>2009-03-30T15:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:38:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É triste mais a realidade é que está cheio de rela...</title><content type='html'>É triste mais a realidade é que está cheio de relacionamentos assim; fadados ao fracasso,porém por falta de amor-próprio e por comodismo muitos se submetem. Issso é amor?!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/959166078680672006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/959166078680672006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html?showComment=1238438280000#c959166078680672006' title=''/><author><name>Rô Castro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012331945429145082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10876659099971038455'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-1314493453655692742' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/posts/default/1314493453655692742' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-2987977940578821870</id><published>2009-03-30T12:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:40:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/2987977940578821870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/1314493453655692742/comments/default/2987977940578821870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html?showComment=1238427600000#c2987977940578821870' title=''/><author><name>Clarinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16593514240870655185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://experimentandoversos.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-confete-e-sem-alegria.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2468614484445036663.post-1314493453655692742' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2468614484445036663/posts/default/1314493453655692742' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>