<?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-4710257955469695638</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:01:05.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loira Nada sei...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loiranadasei.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710257955469695638/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loiranadasei.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Loira Nada sei...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110034469429923087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQRiC8bfDqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KcFXUkRlGoI/S220/miri%C3%A3+001.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710257955469695638.post-6409778380650465536</id><published>2008-10-29T16:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:09:40.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQjssOvtwZI/AAAAAAAAABk/DtkaGYUtlY8/s1600-h/CACWVH36CA6XQI20CA1H82ZKCAMTIS9BCAGXVJ05CAMU24U1CAB1K9MPCA0TO5D0CAEUMK5SCADE6NUTCALNGAG1CA4EW4M2CABR8OT5CA1X6UMSCAKK9FOVCAOHZVE4CAX15L1ACA4IHCQWCAMMWTO2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262716409199051154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQjssOvtwZI/AAAAAAAAABk/DtkaGYUtlY8/s400/CACWVH36CA6XQI20CA1H82ZKCAMTIS9BCAGXVJ05CAMU24U1CAB1K9MPCA0TO5D0CAEUMK5SCADE6NUTCALNGAG1CA4EW4M2CABR8OT5CA1X6UMSCAKK9FOVCAOHZVE4CAX15L1ACA4IHCQWCAMMWTO2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O AMOR TUDO CRÊ E TUDO SUPORTA.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CRÊ EM QUE? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPORTA O QUE?&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/4710257955469695638-6409778380650465536?l=loiranadasei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loiranadasei.blogspot.com/feeds/6409778380650465536/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710257955469695638&amp;postID=6409778380650465536' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710257955469695638/posts/default/6409778380650465536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710257955469695638/posts/default/6409778380650465536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loiranadasei.blogspot.com/2008/10/amor.html' title='AMOR'/><author><name>Loira Nada sei...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110034469429923087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQRiC8bfDqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KcFXUkRlGoI/S220/miri%C3%A3+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQjssOvtwZI/AAAAAAAAABk/DtkaGYUtlY8/s72-c/CACWVH36CA6XQI20CA1H82ZKCAMTIS9BCAGXVJ05CAMU24U1CAB1K9MPCA0TO5D0CAEUMK5SCADE6NUTCALNGAG1CA4EW4M2CABR8OT5CA1X6UMSCAKK9FOVCAOHZVE4CAX15L1ACA4IHCQWCAMMWTO2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710257955469695638.post-1151736308856231246</id><published>2008-10-28T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:13:40.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu mesma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQdxyzgBaHI/AAAAAAAAABc/aLn17YLb6Ek/s1600-h/beijos_dourados.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262299807237630066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQdxyzgBaHI/AAAAAAAAABc/aLn17YLb6Ek/s400/beijos_dourados.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; “Sou dona de mim, da minha vida e do meu destino&lt;br /&gt;Sigo meu bom senso, minha razão, minha emoção e minha sede de ser livre&lt;br /&gt; Bom é viver assim, sem amarras, sem apego ao passado e Sem preocupação com questões que ainda não foram superadas, Pois o mundo ainda precisa evoluir muito, há muito o que Superar...&lt;br /&gt;Eu penso, reflito e analiso&lt;br /&gt;Sou um ser em constante mutação&lt;br /&gt;Sou “Eu Mesma”, mas não sou “Sempre a Mesma” Não sou normal, pois ser normal é chato É repetitivo, e EU gosto de transformações&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de olhar por vários prismas e Mudar de opinião, de gosto, etc. A mudança não é somente física, Mas também é abstrata e intrínseca A beleza e juventude se vão Mas o conteúdo da alma permanece ..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710257955469695638-1151736308856231246?l=loiranadasei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loiranadasei.blogspot.com/feeds/1151736308856231246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710257955469695638&amp;postID=1151736308856231246' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710257955469695638/posts/default/1151736308856231246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710257955469695638/posts/default/1151736308856231246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loiranadasei.blogspot.com/2008/10/eu-mesma.html' title='Eu mesma'/><author><name>Loira Nada sei...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110034469429923087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQRiC8bfDqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KcFXUkRlGoI/S220/miri%C3%A3+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQdxyzgBaHI/AAAAAAAAABc/aLn17YLb6Ek/s72-c/beijos_dourados.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710257955469695638.post-1699664485826163377</id><published>2008-10-27T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T10:17:06.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQX2QdeFKLI/AAAAAAAAABU/cjtgeazXiuQ/s1600-h/foto_pegadas_na_areia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261882502301427890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQX2QdeFKLI/AAAAAAAAABU/cjtgeazXiuQ/s400/foto_pegadas_na_areia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buscando um novo rumo Que faça sentido Nesse mundo louco Com o coração partido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; eu...tomo cuidado Pra que os desequilibrados Não abalem minha fé Pra eu enfrentar Com otimismo essa loucura...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os homens podem falar Mas os anjos podem voar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem é de verdade Sabe quem é de mentira &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não menospreze o dever Que a consciência te impõe &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não deixe pra depois Valorize a vida...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resgate suas forças E se sinta bem &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rompendo a sombra Da própria loucura &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuide de quemCorre do seu lado E quem te quer bem Essa é a coisa mais pura...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fragmentos da realidade Estilo mundo cão &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tem gente que desanda Por falta de opção E toda fé que eu tenho Eu tô ligado Que ainda é pouco Os bandidos de verdade Tão em Brasília tudo solto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu faço da dificuldade A minha motivação&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A volta por cima Vem na continuação&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que se leva dessa vidaÉ o que se vive É o que se faz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saber muito é muito pouco"Stay Will" esteja em paz..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que importa é se sentir bem &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que importa é fazer o bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu quero ver meu povo todoEvoluir também&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que importa é se sentir bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que importa é fazer o bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu quero ver meu povo todo Prosperar também&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que importa é se sentir bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que importa é fazer o bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu quero ver meu povo todoEvoluir também&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que importa é se sentir bem...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resgate suas forças E se sinta bem Rompendo a sombra Da própria loucura &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuide de quem Corre do seu lado E quem te quer bem Essa é a coisa mais pura...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Difícil é entender E viver no paraíso perdido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não seja mais um iludido Derrotado e sem juízo Então!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resgate suas forças E se sinta bem Rompendo a sombra Da própria loucura &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuide de quem Corre do seu lado E quem te quer bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa é a coisa mais pura...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que importa é se sentir bem &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que importa é fazer o bem &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu quero ver meu povo todo Evoluir também &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que importa é se sentir bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que importa é fazer o bemEu quero ver meu povo todo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prosperar tambémQue importa é se sentir bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que importa é fazer o bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu quero ver meu povo todoEvoluir também&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que importa é se sentir bem...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viver, viver e ser livre Saber dar valor Para as coisas mais simples &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só o amor constróiPontes Indestrutíveis... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710257955469695638-1699664485826163377?l=loiranadasei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loiranadasei.blogspot.com/feeds/1699664485826163377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710257955469695638&amp;postID=1699664485826163377' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710257955469695638/posts/default/1699664485826163377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710257955469695638/posts/default/1699664485826163377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loiranadasei.blogspot.com/2008/10/buscando-um-novo-rumo-que-faa-sentido.html' title=''/><author><name>Loira Nada sei...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110034469429923087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQRiC8bfDqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KcFXUkRlGoI/S220/miri%C3%A3+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQX2QdeFKLI/AAAAAAAAABU/cjtgeazXiuQ/s72-c/foto_pegadas_na_areia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710257955469695638.post-384250113510126267</id><published>2008-10-26T04:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T05:03:37.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qual é o sentido da vida?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQRX9u6nsCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5iVLj9e66VU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261426982753120290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQRX9u6nsCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5iVLj9e66VU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Faço-me essa pergunta....qual é o sentido da vida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Será o amor ? Acho que deve ser o amor.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mas qual será a função do amor no sexo ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Será para  cegar-nos momentaneamente para a função da procriação da espécie  ou para dar sentido a vida?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/4710257955469695638-384250113510126267?l=loiranadasei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loiranadasei.blogspot.com/feeds/384250113510126267/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710257955469695638&amp;postID=384250113510126267' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710257955469695638/posts/default/384250113510126267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710257955469695638/posts/default/384250113510126267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loiranadasei.blogspot.com/2008/10/qual-o-sentido-da-vida.html' title='Qual é o sentido da vida?'/><author><name>Loira Nada sei...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17110034469429923087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQRiC8bfDqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KcFXUkRlGoI/S220/miri%C3%A3+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J92Xrxk73jk/SQRX9u6nsCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5iVLj9e66VU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
