<?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-19908178</id><updated>2011-09-28T18:24:25.666+01:00</updated><category term='Tecnologia'/><category term='Outros'/><category term='Poemas de Amigos'/><category term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><category term='Cinema'/><category term='Desporto'/><category term='Poetas Anónimos'/><category term='Imagem e Sentimento'/><category term='Poesia e Música'/><category term='Fim de Semana'/><category term='Datas Comemorativas'/><title type='text'>.:: REFLEXUS de PEDRO NOBRE ::.</title><subtitle type='html'>Um simples blog, onde relato momentos passados no meu dia-a-dia, através de reflexos vindos da minha mente transformados em letras, palavras e imagens...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00530449614776719213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-8511552802295605199</id><published>2008-03-05T20:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:08:32.340Z</updated><title type='text'>MUDEI DE CASA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/R89gDc9FnkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W8urQuLpIUs/s1600-h/pedro_nobre_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174460109300276802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/R89gDc9FnkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W8urQuLpIUs/s400/pedro_nobre_blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estimado(a) Amig(a),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A partir do dia de hoje estou numa nova casa &lt;a href="http://pedronobreblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://pedronobreblog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Apareça por lá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-8511552802295605199?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/8511552802295605199/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=8511552802295605199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/8511552802295605199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/8511552802295605199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2008/03/mudei-de-casa.html' title='MUDEI DE CASA...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/R89gDc9FnkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W8urQuLpIUs/s72-c/pedro_nobre_blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-6857046653813118360</id><published>2007-07-05T02:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T12:59:31.840+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas Comemorativas'/><title type='text'>147. AS 7 MARAVILHAS DE PORTUGAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RoxGkdnVddI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JzLnS9sOKKc/s1600-h/templo_romano_7maravilha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083515671633294802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RoxGkdnVddI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JzLnS9sOKKc/s400/templo_romano_7maravilha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olá a todos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Está a aproximar-se o grande evento mundial, as 7 maravilhas do Mundo e Portugal, que se vai realizar no estádio do Glorioso :)... Tens até sexta-feira (06.07.2007) para votares... eu já o fiz a minha escolha em Portugal vai para o &lt;a href="http://www.7maravilhas.sapo.pt/mon20.html" target="_blank"&gt;TEMPLO ROMANO&lt;/a&gt;... e para as 7 maravilhas do Mundo a &lt;a href="http://www.new7wonders.com/index.php?id=501" target="_blank"&gt;Grande Muralha da China&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que estás à espera para ires votar! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti qual a tua eleita?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-6857046653813118360?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/6857046653813118360/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=6857046653813118360&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/6857046653813118360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/6857046653813118360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/07/147-as-7-maravilhas-de-portugal.html' title='147. AS 7 MARAVILHAS DE PORTUGAL'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RoxGkdnVddI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JzLnS9sOKKc/s72-c/templo_romano_7maravilha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-5418529970183902482</id><published>2007-07-01T12:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T13:08:02.700+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>146. DOIS AMIGOS ABRAÇAM UM PROJECTO DE RÁDIO…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RoeXW9nVdcI/AAAAAAAAADI/mxnSoDf-vEQ/s1600-h/rta_logotipo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082197125263357378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RoeXW9nVdcI/AAAAAAAAADI/mxnSoDf-vEQ/s400/rta_logotipo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RoeWsdnVdbI/AAAAAAAAADA/CJoUSEHJEoc/s1600-h/rta_logotipo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O Pedro Nobre &amp; Rute Antunes, a partir desta quarta-feira, dia 04 de Julho de 2007, das 23h00-24h00 vão iniciar um novo desafio nas suas vidas… um programa de rádio que se intitula de NA ESCURIDÃO DA NOITE, onde irão relatar todo e qualquer assunto relacionados com poesia, livros, música… com convidados semanais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estão todos desde já convidados a ouvir-nos através da Rádio Telefonia do Alentejo na sintonia 103.2 FM ou no site &lt;a href="http://www.rta.com.pt/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.rta.com.pt&lt;/a&gt; ou no Blog &lt;a href="http://www.escuridaonoite-rta.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; http://www.escuridaonoite-rta.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se gostas de escrever poesia, ou tens uma banda ou conheces alguma, e que nunca teve a oportunidade de ser divulgada comunica…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aguardamos a vossa participação.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-5418529970183902482?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/5418529970183902482/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=5418529970183902482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/5418529970183902482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/5418529970183902482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/07/143-dois-amigos-abraam-um-projecto-de.html' title='146. DOIS AMIGOS ABRAÇAM UM PROJECTO DE RÁDIO…'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RoeXW9nVdcI/AAAAAAAAADI/mxnSoDf-vEQ/s72-c/rta_logotipo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-6490267785765852629</id><published>2007-05-25T00:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:39:33.286+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetas Anónimos'/><title type='text'>145. LUSO POEMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img alt="Luso-Poemas - Poemas de amor, cartas e pensamentos" src="http://www.luso-poemas.net/images/logos/luso.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caros amigos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A partir de agora... também me podem ler num outro cantinho, que tem como nome Luso Poema - &lt;a href="http://www.luso-poemas.net/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.luso-poemas.net/&lt;/a&gt; - aqui encontrei uma grande familia de poetas e amantes pela escrita.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Um site divulgador de Poemas de amor, tristeza, alegria, amizade, fantasia, contos eróticos e muito mais. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esperamos pela tua visita...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-6490267785765852629?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/6490267785765852629/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=6490267785765852629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/6490267785765852629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/6490267785765852629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/05/145-luso-poemas.html' title='145. LUSO POEMAS'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-5256935717209108961</id><published>2007-05-08T23:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T23:50:00.926+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>144. IDA À RTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RkD0qPa2ytI/AAAAAAAAACc/gH1nOpSWdk8/s1600-h/144.rta"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062314987695295186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RkD0qPa2ytI/AAAAAAAAACc/gH1nOpSWdk8/s320/144.rta" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAROS AMIGOS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã, Quarta-feira dia 09.05.2007, a convite da locutora Crisália Toscano irei estar presente no seu programa de rádio - "Regresso às raízes" - das 21h00 ás 23h00. Irei ler alguns dos meus poemas escritos ao longo dos anos... já estou nervoso, vai ser uma estreia nestas lides... mas vai correr bem certamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estão todos convidados a ouvir o programa, ou através da sintonia 103.2 FM, ou online disponível para todo o mundo no site &lt;a href="http://www.rta.com.pt/" target="_blank"&gt;Rádio Telefonia do Alentejo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem desejar entrar em directo poderá faze-lo através do telefone 266 730 415 ou via MSN: &lt;a href="mailto:radiotelefoniadoalentejo@hotmail.com"&gt;radiotelefoniadoalentejo@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico a aguarda o vosso feedback e porque não declamar um poema em directo?! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiquem bem,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pedro Nobre&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/19908178-5256935717209108961?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/5256935717209108961/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=5256935717209108961&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/5256935717209108961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/5256935717209108961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/05/144-ida-rta.html' title='144. IDA À RTA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RkD0qPa2ytI/AAAAAAAAACc/gH1nOpSWdk8/s72-c/144.rta' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-4762704465187207096</id><published>2007-05-02T22:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T23:01:08.203+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>143. SAUDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RjkIqva2ysI/AAAAAAAAACU/1mRT0cJ9PlM/s1600-h/143.mar"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060085186704100034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RjkIqva2ysI/AAAAAAAAACU/1mRT0cJ9PlM/s320/143.mar" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://baixaki.ig.com.br/imagens/wpapers/BXK42586_concha-no-mar800.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O sol nasceu&lt;br /&gt;A tristeza me padeceu&lt;br /&gt;Colinas queria subir&lt;br /&gt;Para te poder sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Gritar bem alto&lt;br /&gt;Para te dizer que te amo.&lt;br /&gt;Bate devagar coração&lt;br /&gt;Para tu não chorares&lt;br /&gt;Mas a saudade paira no ar&lt;br /&gt;Pois eu queria aí estar&lt;br /&gt;Para te poder beijar e abraçar&lt;br /&gt;Até nunca mais parar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o rio corre&lt;br /&gt;Iremos nadar&lt;br /&gt;Em direcção do amor&lt;br /&gt;Aí, os nossos corações se fundirão&lt;br /&gt;E nos afogaremos no oceano da paixão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-4762704465187207096?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/4762704465187207096/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=4762704465187207096&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/4762704465187207096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/4762704465187207096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/05/143-saudade.html' title='143. SAUDADE'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RjkIqva2ysI/AAAAAAAAACU/1mRT0cJ9PlM/s72-c/143.mar' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-6571123611858621115</id><published>2007-04-05T14:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T14:34:53.370+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>142. UM SANTA PÁSCOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RhT6y3Qj9cI/AAAAAAAAACM/pFogfIplQkU/s1600-h/pascoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049936833922987458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RhT6y3Qj9cI/AAAAAAAAACM/pFogfIplQkU/s400/pascoa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-6571123611858621115?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/6571123611858621115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=6571123611858621115&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/6571123611858621115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/6571123611858621115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/04/142-um-santa-pscoa.html' title='142. UM SANTA PÁSCOA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RhT6y3Qj9cI/AAAAAAAAACM/pFogfIplQkU/s72-c/pascoa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-796673257356354915</id><published>2007-04-03T23:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T03:53:02.199+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desporto'/><title type='text'>141. KARTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RhMPlnQj9bI/AAAAAAAAACE/2SQZmVhICJ0/s1600-h/karts_kartodromo_04.07_006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049396746080482738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RhMPlnQj9bI/AAAAAAAAACE/2SQZmVhICJ0/s400/karts_kartodromo_04.07_006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na foto, carro 23 sou eu a conduzir :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Este Domingo, 01 de Abril de 2007, dia das Mentiras participei numa corrida de Kart's mais os meus colegas de trabalho da PT Contact. A minha equipa, que entitulamos de "Light my piston e chega-lhe azeite",&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;de entre as 19 equipas participantes conseguimos classificarmo-nos em nono lugar... uma experiência a repetir... foi uma manhã cheia de adrenalina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não ficou por aqui, depois veio o almoço de confraternização e lá mais à noite e para terminar o dia fui ver o glorioso, o meu benfas (em casa de amigos)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dias como estes é que nos dão força para lutar e continuar a sorrir...&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/19908178-796673257356354915?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/796673257356354915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=796673257356354915&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/796673257356354915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/796673257356354915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/04/141-karts.html' title='141. KARTS'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RhMPlnQj9bI/AAAAAAAAACE/2SQZmVhICJ0/s72-c/karts_kartodromo_04.07_006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-1565275271479969161</id><published>2007-03-29T00:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T00:20:50.837+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>140. VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/Rgr4CeWMtcI/AAAAAAAAABw/KSOvYGMK9f8/s1600-h/140.guerrilha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047119053811660226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/Rgr4CeWMtcI/AAAAAAAAABw/KSOvYGMK9f8/s400/140.guerrilha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogdeguerrilha.com.br/images/blog_07_04_mascarado_iwant.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Guerrilha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida&lt;br /&gt;Ela existe?&lt;br /&gt;Alguma vez houve alguém que a viveu&lt;br /&gt;Ou será mais uma invenção do Homem?&lt;br /&gt;Vida&lt;br /&gt;Mas,&lt;br /&gt;O que significa viver?&lt;br /&gt;Andar pelas ruas&lt;br /&gt;Ruas estreitas&lt;br /&gt;Onde se rouba&lt;br /&gt;Onde se mata&lt;br /&gt;Onde se drogam&lt;br /&gt;Isto é viver?!&lt;br /&gt;Mas será que não têm olhos,&lt;br /&gt;E que a vida se está a transformar num nada&lt;br /&gt;Num beco sem saída&lt;br /&gt;Sem luz ao fundo do túnel.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que significa a palavra vida?&lt;br /&gt;Ignorância&lt;br /&gt;Estupidez&lt;br /&gt;Não sei.&lt;br /&gt;Mas,&lt;br /&gt;Onde estarão os salvadores da pátria?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-1565275271479969161?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/1565275271479969161/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=1565275271479969161&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/1565275271479969161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/1565275271479969161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/03/140-vida.html' title='140. VIDA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/Rgr4CeWMtcI/AAAAAAAAABw/KSOvYGMK9f8/s72-c/140.guerrilha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-3940000462469359107</id><published>2007-03-24T23:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:26:59.607Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>139. LEMBRANÇAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RgWzJxhx_4I/AAAAAAAAABo/gqZVASg2XMk/s1600-h/139.lembrancas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045635938033729410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RgWzJxhx_4I/AAAAAAAAABo/gqZVASg2XMk/s320/139.lembrancas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nowhereland.nunonunes.org/archives/images/Praia_Consolacao-Ondas.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ondas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um olhar sereno&lt;br /&gt;Observando o bater das ondas&lt;br /&gt;Uma brisa paira no ar&lt;br /&gt;A espuma é branca&lt;br /&gt;O céu é azul&lt;br /&gt;O verde é de natureza&lt;br /&gt;Dá muito que pensar&lt;br /&gt;Que não me apetece recordar.&lt;br /&gt;No coração,&lt;br /&gt;A saudade aperta.&lt;br /&gt;Na alma,&lt;br /&gt;Uma voz grita.&lt;br /&gt;Com o olhar,&lt;br /&gt;Uma lágrima chora.&lt;br /&gt;A calmaria do mar&lt;br /&gt;A areia branca&lt;br /&gt;Barcos que vão e voltam&lt;br /&gt;Um cão que ladra&lt;br /&gt;Um gato que mia&lt;br /&gt;A noite está chegar&lt;br /&gt;E a solidão irá voltar&lt;br /&gt;Na esperança de que um novo dia nasça&lt;br /&gt;E novos sonhos ter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-3940000462469359107?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/3940000462469359107/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=3940000462469359107&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/3940000462469359107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/3940000462469359107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/03/139-lembranas.html' title='139. LEMBRANÇAS'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RgWzJxhx_4I/AAAAAAAAABo/gqZVASg2XMk/s72-c/139.lembrancas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-6469865742532491175</id><published>2007-03-24T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:14:12.381Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetas Anónimos'/><title type='text'>139. POETAS ANÓNIMOS II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfibnTunoiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/m7jsTulCaUA/s1600-h/136.lua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041950882454282786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfibnTunoiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/m7jsTulCaUA/s320/136.lua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.astrosurf.com/nviegas/images/lua/lua_19112004_2148_big.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caros Visitantes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia 14 de Março de 2007 iniciei uma nova categoria no meu blog "POETAS ANÓNIMOS". O meu objectivo principal é divulgar os poetas que por aí vagueiam neste mundo virtual... Mundo esse que nos permite apresentar, sem medo e rodeios, o estado de espírito e visão do mundo que saem das nossos mentes que são transformados em letras e palavras formando poemas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que gostem das quatro sugestões de visita:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a onclick="" href="http://ecosdaroma.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Canela e Erva doce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de Paula Raposo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://enquantohouvertempo.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enquanto houver Tempo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de MJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a title="Estúdio Raposa" href="http://www.estudioraposa.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estúdio Raposa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Audioblog de Luís Gaspar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a onclick="" href="http://sverdades.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só Verdades&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de David Santos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-6469865742532491175?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/6469865742532491175/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=6469865742532491175&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/6469865742532491175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/6469865742532491175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/03/139-poetas-annimos-ii.html' title='139. POETAS ANÓNIMOS II'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfibnTunoiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/m7jsTulCaUA/s72-c/136.lua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-1524287665584039517</id><published>2007-03-21T23:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:14:59.664Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>138. DEVANEIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RgHYXhhx_1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/W-Td2T7LiMI/s1600-h/138.abstracto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044550956280315730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RgHYXhhx_1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/W-Td2T7LiMI/s320/138.abstracto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img114.echo.cx/img114/2060/fondo13gd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Abstracto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu escrevo assim&lt;br /&gt;Só desta forma me sei expressar&lt;br /&gt;Juntar letras e palavras&lt;br /&gt;Em forma de sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Escritos em improviso&lt;br /&gt;O que me sai da mente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sei,&lt;br /&gt;Louco sou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo no mundo da escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Onde damos vida ao escondido&lt;br /&gt;Adormecemos quando os outros acordam&lt;br /&gt;Vivemos no inverso dos ponteiros&lt;br /&gt;Lá no alto a lua nos sorri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sei,&lt;br /&gt;Louco sou...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps:&lt;/strong&gt; Hoje dia Mundial da Poesia deixo-vos este poema, escrito como um louco, sem nexo e sentido... mas a poesia é isso mesmo. Tanto hoje, como restantes dias do anos muitas inspirações...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-1524287665584039517?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/1524287665584039517/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=1524287665584039517&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/1524287665584039517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/1524287665584039517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/03/138-devaneios.html' title='138. DEVANEIOS'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RgHYXhhx_1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/W-Td2T7LiMI/s72-c/138.abstracto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-4985620305203539294</id><published>2007-03-16T00:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:15:16.508Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>137. DESCRIÇÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfnlTzunomI/AAAAAAAAABI/vBVcItJLJc8/s1600-h/137.abstracto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042313386283999842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfnlTzunomI/AAAAAAAAABI/vBVcItJLJc8/s320/137.abstracto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anartegallery.com/artists/leano/full/abstracto.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Abstracto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhar revertido&lt;br /&gt;Sorriso camuflado&lt;br /&gt;Em palavras contido&lt;br /&gt;No discurso falado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vagueando na utopia&lt;br /&gt;No entrelaçado do seu ser&lt;br /&gt;Como a noite fosse dia&lt;br /&gt;Sendo este o seu viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com rasgos de imaginação&lt;br /&gt;Da mente reflectidos&lt;br /&gt;Com parábolas de observação&lt;br /&gt;Em consonância com os sentidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robusto desde o nascer&lt;br /&gt;Com olhos rasgados&lt;br /&gt;Pálido no seu parecer&lt;br /&gt;Em lábios cerrados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos em rima&lt;br /&gt;Reflexos alados&lt;br /&gt;Vindos de cima&lt;br /&gt;De tempos passados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-4985620305203539294?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/4985620305203539294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=4985620305203539294&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/4985620305203539294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/4985620305203539294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/03/137-descrio.html' title='137. DESCRIÇÃO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfnlTzunomI/AAAAAAAAABI/vBVcItJLJc8/s72-c/137.abstracto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-3265600159516668129</id><published>2007-03-14T23:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:15:42.866Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetas Anónimos'/><title type='text'>136. POETAS ANÓNIMOS I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfibnTunoiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/m7jsTulCaUA/s1600-h/136.lua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041950882454282786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfibnTunoiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/m7jsTulCaUA/s320/136.lua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.astrosurf.com/nviegas/images/lua/lua_19112004_2148_big.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olá a todos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após a prolongada ausência devido a vários factores particulares tive que me afastar... passado este tempo as saudades de todos já eram muitas e resolvi de regressar para junto desta grande família da blogosfera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos últimos dois post’s deixei-vos os meus poemas mais recentes, para ser sincero não tenho escrito muito... mas acho que irei retomar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, não vos apresento nenhum poema meu... hoje é dia divulgar amigos que são poetas anónimos, tal como eu... espero que gostem das sugestões:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://mundoparati.blogs.sapo.pt/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mundo para Ti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de skyla&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.palavras-feitas-de-letras.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Palavras feitas de letras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de Manuel Saiote&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://zorbita.blog.pt/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por aqui tudo bem!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de Zorbita&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-3265600159516668129?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/3265600159516668129/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=3265600159516668129&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/3265600159516668129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/3265600159516668129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/03/136-poetas-annimos.html' title='136. POETAS ANÓNIMOS I'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfibnTunoiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/m7jsTulCaUA/s72-c/136.lua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-9177246564595753542</id><published>2007-03-12T23:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:16:01.414Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>135. GRITOS MUDOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfX-czunofI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1Vruld_v8ck/s1600-h/135.gritos_mudos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041215128786674162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfX-czunofI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1Vruld_v8ck/s320/135.gritos_mudos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sonhoslx.googlepages.com/magritte-stage.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gritos Mudos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada dia que passa&lt;br /&gt;Menos força tenho&lt;br /&gt;Eu acredito no superior&lt;br /&gt;Vivo no transversal&lt;br /&gt;Caminhando num calçada sinuosa&lt;br /&gt;De passo a passo&lt;br /&gt;Traçando o meu rumo&lt;br /&gt;Acompanhado pela lua&lt;br /&gt;Abandonado pelo sol&lt;br /&gt;Numa rua sem fim&lt;br /&gt;Com um silêncio profundo&lt;br /&gt;Uma brisa no momento&lt;br /&gt;Procuro o inexistente&lt;br /&gt;Alcanço o nada&lt;br /&gt;Gritos mudos&lt;br /&gt;Vindos do meu intimo&lt;br /&gt;Ando perdido&lt;br /&gt;Num hemisfério sem fim&lt;br /&gt;Um destino irreal&lt;br /&gt;Construindo a vida que não quero&lt;br /&gt;Ambiciono divorciar-me dela&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me chorar&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me desfalecer&lt;br /&gt;Não foi isto que sonhei&lt;br /&gt;Mas Tu, assim ditas&lt;br /&gt;O meu fado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-9177246564595753542?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/9177246564595753542/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=9177246564595753542&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/9177246564595753542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/9177246564595753542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/03/135-gritos-mudos.html' title='135. GRITOS MUDOS'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfX-czunofI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1Vruld_v8ck/s72-c/135.gritos_mudos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-394327613790269511</id><published>2007-03-09T23:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:16:17.157Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>134. INTERIORIZAÇÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfHzkzunoeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-I06kclxXIU/s1600-h/134.interiorizacao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040077271690879458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfHzkzunoeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-I06kclxXIU/s320/134.interiorizacao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://100dogmas.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/Soul%20Cages%20-%20Piotr%20Kowalik.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Piotr Kowalik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um cigarro acesso&lt;br /&gt;Olhar distante&lt;br /&gt;Pensamentos oblíquos&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos estagnados&lt;br /&gt;Horizonte negro&lt;br /&gt;Olhar vidrado&lt;br /&gt;Da vivência passada&lt;br /&gt;Por erros sequentes&lt;br /&gt;Onde perdeste o norte&lt;br /&gt;O sentido da maré&lt;br /&gt;Tentei segurar o leme&lt;br /&gt;Num mar com sabor a sal&lt;br /&gt;O naufrágio foi fatal&lt;br /&gt;Tentei seguir por outras ondas&lt;br /&gt;Mas não consigo esquecer-te&lt;br /&gt;Saudades tuas tenho&lt;br /&gt;De um porto seguro&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo a calor do teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;O doce dos teus lábios&lt;br /&gt;Suspiros de amor...&lt;br /&gt;Que num precipitação abalou&lt;br /&gt;Que me fez sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Sozinha estás...&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca me perdoaste&lt;br /&gt;Respeito...&lt;br /&gt;Mas complicamos o fácil&lt;br /&gt;Melhor,&lt;br /&gt;Eu compliquei...&lt;br /&gt;Mas também não me compreendeste&lt;br /&gt;Nem uma oportunidade me deste&lt;br /&gt;Cresci, é um facto&lt;br /&gt;Queria ir além mar&lt;br /&gt;A meio destino ficamos&lt;br /&gt;Curto e intenso&lt;br /&gt;Que jamais irei esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;Guardo cada letra, cada palavra...&lt;br /&gt;Por ti pronunciada&lt;br /&gt;Seja falada ou cantada&lt;br /&gt;Com voz em fado&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre me irás orgulhar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-394327613790269511?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/394327613790269511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=394327613790269511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/394327613790269511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/394327613790269511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2007/03/134-interiorizao.html' title='134. INTERIORIZAÇÃO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRuuWmK6TW8/RfHzkzunoeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-I06kclxXIU/s72-c/134.interiorizacao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116424449584325208</id><published>2006-11-23T00:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.618Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>133. AUSÊNCIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Por motivos pessoais o meu blog, Reflexus de Pedro Nobre, vai deixar se ser actualizado por tempo indeterminado... prometo regressar em breve...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cumprimentos bloguísticos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pedro Nobre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-116424449584325208?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116424449584325208/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116424449584325208&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116424449584325208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116424449584325208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/11/133-ausncia.html' title='133. AUSÊNCIA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116380689211152490</id><published>2006-11-17T23:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:16:43.178Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>132. EUROMILHÕES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/132.Limousine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/132.Limousine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.111limousine.com/limousine%20maryland76.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Limousine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Após muitas semanas de insistência e um prémio acumulado de 180 milhões €, no Concurso: 46/2006 do dia 17/11/2006, a sorte de ditou os seguintes números:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;12 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt; 32 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;33&lt;/span&gt; 36 + 2 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não houve contemplados com o 1.º prémio tendo sindo acumulado no 2.º prémio (5 Números + 1 Estrela), ao qual acertaram 20 apostadores e dos quais 3 são tugas que irão receber uns míseros &lt;strong&gt;€ 9.652.339,45&lt;/strong&gt;/cada&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitos parabéns aos novos milionários... a mim e aos outros, que não tiveram essa sorte, como se costuma dizer vai tentando...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-116380689211152490?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116380689211152490/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116380689211152490&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116380689211152490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116380689211152490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/11/132-euromilhes.html' title='132. EUROMILHÕES'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116373117542482084</id><published>2006-11-17T00:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:16:59.768Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>131. ANDRÉ SARDET</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/131.andre_sardet.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/131.andre_sardet.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;André Sardet, é um dos músicos que me tem acompanhado ao longo dos tempos... As suas músicas, as suas letras sempre me puseram a sonhar... obrigado por partilhares connosco o teu duplo dom. Para quem desconhece este grande talento visitem o site oficial é &lt;a href="http://www.andresardet.com/" target="_blank"&gt;André Sardet&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos com mais um belissimo poema da música "&lt;strong&gt;Quando Eu Te Falei De Amor&lt;/strong&gt;":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quando os meus olhos te tocaram&lt;br /&gt;Eu senti que encontrara&lt;br /&gt;A outra metade de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tive medo de acordar&lt;br /&gt;Como se vivesse um sonho&lt;br /&gt;Que não pensei realizar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a força do desejo&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me chegar perto de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu te falei em amor&lt;br /&gt;Tu sorriste para mim&lt;br /&gt;E o mundo ficou bem melhor&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu te falei em amor&lt;br /&gt;Nós sentimos os dois&lt;br /&gt;Que o amanhã vem depois&lt;br /&gt;E não no fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas linhas que hoje escrevo&lt;br /&gt;São do livro da memória&lt;br /&gt;Do que eu sinto por ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tudo o que tu me dás&lt;br /&gt;É parte da história&lt;br /&gt;Que eu ainda não vivi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a força do desejo&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me chegar perto de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu te falei em amor&lt;br /&gt;Tu sorriste para mim&lt;br /&gt;E o mundo ficou bem melhor&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu te falei em amor&lt;br /&gt;Nós sentimos os dois&lt;br /&gt;Que o amanhã vem depois&lt;br /&gt;E não no fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;André Sardet&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/19908178-116373117542482084?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116373117542482084/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116373117542482084&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116373117542482084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116373117542482084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/11/131-andr-sardet.html' title='131. ANDRÉ SARDET'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116300730054570730</id><published>2006-11-08T17:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:17:16.874Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>130. NOITE DE FADOS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/130.fado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/130.fado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://k43.pbase.com/o4/90/432690/1/54798225.Sintra2007a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Fado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caros amigos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venho anunciar-vos que no dia 17 de Novembro de 2006 (Sexta-feira), pelas 22 horas, vai realizar-se uma noite de fados no &lt;a href="http://www.evora.net/cendrev/teatro.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Teatro Garcia Resende&lt;/a&gt; em Évora. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A entrada são uns míseros 3,50 &lt;em&gt;Fados&lt;/em&gt;, e os bilhetes estão à venda no Jornal Diário do Sul (Estrada de Arraiolos, junto aos Arcos da Cartuxa) e também no teatro... vem ter uma noite diferente passada em família...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os Fadistas convidados são:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;António Varela, Franklin do Carmo, João Brasa, João Chora, João Paulo, José Quaresma, Lurdes de Sá, Pinto Pardal, Rui Lopes, Rute Cruz, Teresa Bilou, Valdemar Mochila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acompanhamento:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Guitarra Portuguesa José Luis Nobre Nosta e na Viola Francisco Gonçalves&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Organização:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.rta.com.pt/" target="_blank"&gt;Rádio Telefonia do Alentejo&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://www.diariodosul.com.pt/" target="_blank"&gt;Jornal Diário do Sul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ESGOTADO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"SILÊNCIO QUE SE VAI CANTAR O FADO"...&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/19908178-116300730054570730?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116300730054570730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116300730054570730&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116300730054570730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116300730054570730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/11/130-noite-de-fados.html' title='130. NOITE DE FADOS...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116300157368670346</id><published>2006-11-08T15:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:17:34.121Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>129. GATO FEDORENTO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/129.gato_fedorento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/129.gato_fedorento.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jamsession.com.sapo.pt/imagens/gato_fedorento_julho2005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Gato Fedorento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... eles estão de volta com novos e bons sketches de humor... felizmente que a Portugal Telecom os trouxe de novo para a ribalta através do anúncio das chamadas grátis... assim se dá o re-lançamento dos nossos amigos humoristas/bloguistas &lt;a href="http://gatofedorento.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;http://gatofedorento.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O quarteto Ricardo Araújo Pereira, Zé Diogo Quintela, Tiago Dores e Miguel Góis estão de regresso e agora na &lt;a href="http://www.rtp.pt/wportal/sites/tv/gato_fedorento/" target="_blank"&gt;RTP1&lt;/a&gt; aos Domingos pelas 21:30, "&lt;strong&gt;Eh pá, cum catano"...&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/19908178-116300157368670346?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116300157368670346/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116300157368670346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116300157368670346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116300157368670346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/11/129-gato-fedorento.html' title='129. GATO FEDORENTO...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116286371246147930</id><published>2006-11-07T01:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:17:53.360Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>128. SOFRER EM SILÊNCIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/128.sofrer_em_silencio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/128.sofrer_em_silencio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://alquimia-digital.net/olho.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Olho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é um mistério&lt;br /&gt;Nada sabemos&lt;br /&gt;Antes e depois...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risos e gargalhadas&lt;br /&gt;Impostas pelo teu ser&lt;br /&gt;Transportando alegria&lt;br /&gt;Apesar do teu sofrimento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fixo-me no teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Apenas transpareces melancolia&lt;br /&gt;Lindos são os teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;É-me impossível não reparar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei triste pelo sentir&lt;br /&gt;Em que te encontras&lt;br /&gt;Revelado pelo teu ser&lt;br /&gt;Revoltado fico&lt;br /&gt;Em não te poder ajudar&lt;br /&gt;Irás descobrir o caminho&lt;br /&gt;Revisitando o que já sentiste&lt;br /&gt;A vida é um ciclo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-116286371246147930?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116286371246147930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116286371246147930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116286371246147930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116286371246147930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/11/128-sofrer-em-silncio.html' title='128. SOFRER EM SILÊNCIO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116277649752428006</id><published>2006-11-06T01:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:18:08.360Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>127. ALTERNATIVAS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/127.alternativas.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/127.alternativas.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solophotoshop.com/blog/imagen/phot-abstracto.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Abstracto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Caros amigos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A partir de hoje, REFLEXUS de PEDRO NOBRE, tem um novo endereço em alternativa ao actual... que é o seguinte: &lt;a href="http://www.reflexuspn.pt.to" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.reflexuspn.pt.to&lt;/a&gt;. Não vão surgir mudanças, pelo menos para já, simplesmente uma forma mais rápida de chegares até ao meu cantinho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveito desde já para voltar a lembrar que também tenho uma página pessoal, PEDRO NOBRE Virtual, alojado no endreço: &lt;a href="http://www.penobre.pt.to" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.penobre.pt.to&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como diz a velha máxima "é dois em um", ou seja, duas sugestões sobre a minha pessoa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tenham um boa semana com muitos SORRISOS ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-116277649752428006?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116277649752428006/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116277649752428006&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116277649752428006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116277649752428006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/11/127-alternativas.html' title='127. ALTERNATIVAS...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116268384301719790</id><published>2006-11-04T23:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:18:25.093Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>126. DESABAFO II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/126.desabafo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/126.desabafo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.dpchallenge.com/images_challenge/252/101801.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Desabafo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distante do mundo dos terrestres&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo no hemisfério da tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Nada me faz sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Nem mesmo tu&lt;br /&gt;Vivo com a lua e não com o sol&lt;br /&gt;Quero luz e não escuridão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senhor, ajudai-me!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero atingir o horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Quero atingir o infinito&lt;br /&gt;Sinto meu rosto molhado&lt;br /&gt;Não, não é da chuva...&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Ser igual a todos os outros&lt;br /&gt;Nada já faz sentido..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Senhor, ajudai-me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo encaminha-se para o nada&lt;br /&gt;Mascaras,&lt;br /&gt;Personagens,&lt;br /&gt;Sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero esse viver&lt;br /&gt;O que é que eu tenho de fazer?&lt;br /&gt;Diz-me...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei, tenho que ser eu a descobrir&lt;br /&gt;Mas não consigo...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me perdido&lt;br /&gt;Num deserto sem fim&lt;br /&gt;Tenho medo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senhor ajudai-me!...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-116268384301719790?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116268384301719790/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116268384301719790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116268384301719790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116268384301719790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/11/126-desabafo-ii.html' title='126. DESABAFO II'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116259901799160741</id><published>2006-11-04T00:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:18:38.595Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>125. JARDINS PROIBIDOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/125.jardins_proibidos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/125.jardins_proibidos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acores.net/images/blogger/13253_1120997843.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Jardins Proibidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando amanheces, logo no ar,&lt;br /&gt;Se agita a luz, sem querer,&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo dia, vem devagar,&lt;br /&gt;Para te ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, já rendido, ve-te chegar,&lt;br /&gt;Desse outro mundo, só teu,&lt;br /&gt;Onde eu queria entrar um dia,&lt;br /&gt;Pr'a me perder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pr'a me perder, nesses recantos&lt;br /&gt;Onde tu andas, sozinha sem mim,&lt;br /&gt;Ardo em Ciúme desse jardim,&lt;br /&gt;Onde só vai quem tu quiseres,&lt;br /&gt;Onde és senhora do tempo sem fim,&lt;br /&gt;Por minha cruz, jóia de luz,&lt;br /&gt;Entre as mulheres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quebra-se o tempo, em teu olhar,&lt;br /&gt;Nesse gesto, sem pudor,&lt;br /&gt;rasga-se o ceu, e lá vou eu,&lt;br /&gt;Pr'a me perder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pr'a me perder, nesses recantos&lt;br /&gt;Onde tu andas, sozinha sem mim,&lt;br /&gt;Ardo em ciúme desse jardim,&lt;br /&gt;Onde só vai quem tu quiseres,&lt;br /&gt;Onde és senhora do tempo sem fim,&lt;br /&gt;Por minha cruz, joia de luz,&lt;br /&gt;Entre as mulheres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letra:&lt;/strong&gt; Pedro Malaquias &lt;strong&gt;Música:&lt;/strong&gt; Paulo Gonzo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-116259901799160741?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116259901799160741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116259901799160741&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116259901799160741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116259901799160741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/11/125-jardins-proibidos.html' title='125. JARDINS PROIBIDOS'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116251742475368228</id><published>2006-11-03T01:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:18:55.896Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>124. PROCURO-TE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogfullmoon.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/sorriso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/124.procuro_te.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/32/45597140_62e225de22.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Confusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... por todo o lado e não te consigo encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;Por onde andas tu?...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-116251742475368228?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116251742475368228/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116251742475368228&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116251742475368228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116251742475368228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/11/124-procuro-te.html' title='124. PROCURO-TE...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116242924089946567</id><published>2006-11-02T00:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:19:13.949Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagem e Sentimento'/><title type='text'>123. ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/123....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/123....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://naturalezamuerta.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/forca%20samuel.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Forca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-116242924089946567?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116242924089946567/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116242924089946567&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116242924089946567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116242924089946567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/11/123.html' title='123. ...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116179290075092182</id><published>2006-10-25T17:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:19:31.822Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>122. FOI FEITIÇO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/122.asas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/122.asas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabi.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/asas.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Asas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava de olhar para ti&lt;br /&gt;E dizer-te que és uma luz&lt;br /&gt;Que me acende a noite&lt;br /&gt;me guia de dia e seduz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava de ser como tu&lt;br /&gt;Não ter asas e poder voar&lt;br /&gt;ter o céu como fundo&lt;br /&gt;ir ao fim do mundo e voltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei o que me aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;Foi feitiço! O que é que me deu?&lt;br /&gt;para gostar tanto assim de alguém como tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava que olhasses para mim&lt;br /&gt;E sentisses que sou o teu mar&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhasses sem medo um olhar em segredo&lt;br /&gt;Só para eu te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro impulso, é sempre mais justo&lt;br /&gt;É mais verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;E o primeiro susto, dá voltas e voltas&lt;br /&gt;Na volta redonda de um beijo profundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;André Sardet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-116179290075092182?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116179290075092182/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116179290075092182&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116179290075092182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116179290075092182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/10/122-foi-feitio.html' title='122. FOI FEITIÇO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116172920011431294</id><published>2006-10-24T23:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:19:49.931Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>121. FESTIVAL DA BATATA DOCE DE ALJEZUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/121.festival_batata_doce_aljezur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/121.festival_batata_doce_aljezur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No passado Sábado estive mais uma vez no &lt;em&gt;Festival de Batata Doce&lt;/em&gt; em Aljezur (que se realizou 20, 21 e 22 de Outubro)... para quem não conhece Aljezur é um dos melhores locais de produções de Batata Doce e por esta altura do ano realiza-se este festival. Os lavradores, restaurantes... apresenta-nos o seu “ouro”... lá encontramos muitas e várias formas de confeccionar a batata, desde no prato até à doçaria... é um evento interessante de se visitar... para o ano poderás lá ir... nestes três dias também houve muita música... no sábado assisti a um espectáculo, de uma hora, da cantora Ágata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“(...) Este certame é herdeiro de um dos maiores eventos gastronómicos nacionais, o Festival da Batata-Doce e dos Perceves, que foi realizado durante oito edições. No entanto, a partir de 2006, a regulamentação específica aplicada à apanha comercial de perceves no Parque Natural do Sudoeste Alentejano e Costa Vicentina impede a captura do crustáceo entre 15 de Setembro e 15 de Dezembro, pelo que um festival inteiramente dedicado àquele marisco será organizado mais tarde.” &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://spg.sapo.pt/Xd4/694015.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sapo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No recinto tive a informação que o &lt;em&gt;Festival do Perceve&lt;/em&gt; se irá realizar a 20, 21 e 22 de Abril de 2007... apareçam lá e irão sair encantados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-116172920011431294?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116172920011431294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116172920011431294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116172920011431294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116172920011431294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/10/121-festival-da-batata-doce-de-aljezur.html' title='121. FESTIVAL DA BATATA DOCE DE ALJEZUR'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116135407762497698</id><published>2006-10-20T15:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:20:05.474Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fim de Semana'/><title type='text'>120. UM BOM FIM-DE-SEMANA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/120.casal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/120.casal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://atuleirus.weblog.com.pt/arquivo/casal4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Casal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...na companhia de quem mais amas...&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/19908178-116135407762497698?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116135407762497698/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116135407762497698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116135407762497698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116135407762497698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/10/120-um-bom-fim-de-semana.html' title='120. UM BOM FIM-DE-SEMANA...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116094772467465387</id><published>2006-10-15T22:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:20:21.777Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>119. DESABAFO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/119.desabafo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/119.desabafo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://resource.no.sapo.pt/inocencia.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Inocência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vidas cruzadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caminhos trocados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Passo a passo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para te encontrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estendes-me a mão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas não a agarrei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixo partir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O meu sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O meu respirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu sei,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Errei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma lágrima&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pelo tempo que lá vai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A vida ensina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um saber de viver...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-116094772467465387?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116094772467465387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116094772467465387&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116094772467465387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116094772467465387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/10/119-desabafo.html' title='119. DESABAFO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116075120630913876</id><published>2006-10-13T15:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:20:43.004Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>118. TREZE DE OUTUBRO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/118.fatima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/118.fatima.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rt-leiriafatima.pt/thumb.php?imagem=/imgfatima/4/foto_topo/OMilagredasAparies.jpg&amp;imgsize=425&amp;amp;mode=w" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Fátima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cânticos Marianos do Santuário de Fátima:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.santuario-fatima.pt/files/1786_CD-Canticos_marianos-A6_4424163d7eb7e.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Letras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(formato: pdf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.santuario-fatima.pt/portal/albums.php?cat=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ouça o Coro do Santuário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(formato: mp3)&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/19908178-116075120630913876?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116075120630913876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116075120630913876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116075120630913876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116075120630913876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/10/118-treze-de-outubro.html' title='118. TREZE DE OUTUBRO...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-116069685500534748</id><published>2006-10-13T00:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:21:02.403Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>117. DAVA TUDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/117.aqui.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/117.aqui.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/6/10445978_d692867bbf.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim, é por amor&lt;br /&gt;que eu me dou sempre mais&lt;br /&gt;quando me olhas nos olhos&lt;br /&gt;como quem chama por mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim, é por amor&lt;br /&gt;que eu me dou sem pensar&lt;br /&gt;na tua doce loucura de procurar a paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, quero sempre mais&lt;br /&gt;ah, quero sempre mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas tu nem sempre vens&lt;br /&gt;outra paixão talvez&lt;br /&gt;eu sei esperar e entender&lt;br /&gt;mas dói demais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu dava tudo para te ter aqui&lt;br /&gt;ao pé de mim outra vez&lt;br /&gt;eu dava tudo para te ter aqui&lt;br /&gt;ao pé de mim outra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim, é por amor&lt;br /&gt;que eu não sei dizer que não&lt;br /&gt;quando me olhas nos olhos&lt;br /&gt;como quem chama por mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, quero sempre mais&lt;br /&gt;ah, quero sempre mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nem um sinal de ti&lt;br /&gt;à noite perco-me por aí&lt;br /&gt;finjo amar pensando em ti&lt;br /&gt;mas dói demais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu dava tudo para te ter aqui&lt;br /&gt;ao pé de mim outra vez&lt;br /&gt;eu dava tudo para te ter aqui&lt;br /&gt;ao pé de mim outra vez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adelaide Ferreira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-116069685500534748?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/116069685500534748/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=116069685500534748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116069685500534748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/116069685500534748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/10/117-dava-tudo.html' title='117. DAVA TUDO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115998167580442115</id><published>2006-10-04T17:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:21:19.628Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas Comemorativas'/><title type='text'>116. DIA MUNDIAL DOS ANIMAIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/116.animal.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/116.animal.8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elmspuzzles.com/gallery/Robinson/Watering%20Hole.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Animal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tanto hoje como todos os dias dos ano deveríamos preocupar-nos mais com os nosso bichanos e mesmo os outros mais selvagens (livres). Nós ser Humanos só nos lembramos deles nestes dias... o animal de lá casa deverá ter o mesmo amor, o mesmo carinho, como os restantes elementos do agregado familiar... eles respiraram, cheiram, tem sentimentos, tem coração, ou seja, têm vida... por favor não deixe ao abandono o seu animal de estimação. Eduque-o como se o seu filho tratasse... todos nós somos animais... e ninguém gostar de se sentir sozinho, desprezado...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aproveito deixo-vos alguns sites:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cantinhodosanimais.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Associação Cantinho dos Animais de Évora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sobreviver.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Associação Sobreviver (Setúbal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sobreviver.pt" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Associação Sobreviver (Setúbal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - Site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoo.pt" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jardim Zoológico de Lisboa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - Site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lista_de_animais" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lista de Animais de A - Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - Site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMEM O PRÓXIMO...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115998167580442115?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115998167580442115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115998167580442115&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115998167580442115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115998167580442115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/10/116-dia-mundial-dos-animais.html' title='116. DIA MUNDIAL DOS ANIMAIS'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115984660451074173</id><published>2006-10-03T00:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:21:36.071Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>115. ENCANTADORA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/115.lua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/115.lua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.astrosurf.com/nviegas/images/lua/lua_19112004_2148_big.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Lua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entra porta dentro&lt;br /&gt;Tenta-me seduzir&lt;br /&gt;O teu corpo encantador&lt;br /&gt;Que é semelhante a uma flor&lt;br /&gt;Flor com perfume a amor&lt;br /&gt;Amor que me faz sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Sonhar como uma criança&lt;br /&gt;Que tudo é belo e singelo&lt;br /&gt;O teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;O teu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;O teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;É tão límpido como o ar&lt;br /&gt;O sol brilhará&lt;br /&gt;O seu calor me fará padecer&lt;br /&gt;E o trabalho irei esquecer&lt;br /&gt;A minha alma rebola.&lt;br /&gt;Paixão e imaginação&lt;br /&gt;Aliada ao coração&lt;br /&gt;O sol acorda&lt;br /&gt;Hora de ir embora&lt;br /&gt;Saudades se criam&lt;br /&gt;De um sonho que nunca será dia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115984660451074173?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115984660451074173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115984660451074173&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115984660451074173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115984660451074173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/10/115-encantadora.html' title='115. ENCANTADORA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115973812628974328</id><published>2006-10-01T22:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:21:53.346Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>114. MISS MUNDO 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/114.miss_mundo2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/114.miss_mundo2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picsrv.missworld.tv/?fif=/missworld/img_399_5494.jpg&amp;obj=iip,1.0&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;wid=405&amp;hei=270&amp;amp;rgn=0,0,0,0&amp;amp;cvt=jpeg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Miss Mundo 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem, na Polónia, decorreu mais uma eleição da Miss Mundo e este ano a princesa mais bonita do mundo é Tatana Kucharova, estudante de 18 anos da República Checa... Temos agradecer aos seus pais por terem criado uma peça de porcelana tão bonita....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Para mais informações sobre o evento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.missworld.tv/home/default_EventMode.sps" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Miss World 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115973812628974328?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115973812628974328/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115973812628974328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115973812628974328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115973812628974328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/10/114-miss-mundo-2006.html' title='114. MISS MUNDO 2006'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115939080447348787</id><published>2006-09-27T21:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:22:10.732Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>113. FRÁGIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/113.fragil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/113.fragil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sauer-thompson.com/junkforcode/archives/HopperEExcursion%20into%20Philos4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Frágil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Põe-me o braço no ombro&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso de alguém&lt;br /&gt;Dou-me com toda a gente&lt;br /&gt;Não me dou a ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Frágil&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me frágil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me um sinal qualquer&lt;br /&gt;Se me vires falar demais&lt;br /&gt;Eu às vezes embarco&lt;br /&gt;Em conversas banais&lt;br /&gt;Frágil&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me frágil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frágil&lt;br /&gt;Esta noite estou tão frágil&lt;br /&gt;Frágil&lt;br /&gt;Já nem consigo ser ágil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está a saber-me mal&lt;br /&gt;Este Whisky de malte&lt;br /&gt;Adorava estar "in"&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou-me a sentir "out"&lt;br /&gt;Frágil&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me frágil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acompanha-me a casa&lt;br /&gt;Já não aguento mais&lt;br /&gt;Deposita na cama&lt;br /&gt;Os meus restos mortais&lt;br /&gt;Frágil&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me frágil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frágil&lt;br /&gt;Esta noite estou tão frágil&lt;br /&gt;Frágil&lt;br /&gt;Já nem consigo ser ágil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jorge Palma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anos60.com/portugal/jorge_palma/Jorge_Palma-Fragil.wma"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="15" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/icone_ouvir.gif" width="47" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115939080447348787?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115939080447348787/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115939080447348787&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115939080447348787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115939080447348787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/09/113-frgil.html' title='113. FRÁGIL'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115859954074907044</id><published>2006-09-18T18:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:22:29.888Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>112. MATRÍCULAS 2006/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/112.uevora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/112.uevora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cm-evora.pt/Noticias/images/1016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Universidade de Évora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olá a todos, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esta semana irei estar um pouco ausente, é que estou a trabalhar nas matriculas (Pró-Reitoria para a Política da Qualidade e Inovação) dos candidatos colocados na 1.ª fase do Concurso Nacional de Acesso 2006/2007, irão decorrer de 18 a 22 de Setembro de 2006 na Universidade de Évora (Edifício do Espírito Santo - Claustros).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A todos quero desejar muitas felicidades por terem entrado na muy nobre e ilustres &lt;a href="http://www.uevora.pt/" target="_blank"&gt;Universidade de Évora&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveito deixo-vos um poema de uma das tunas da nossa Universidade, &lt;a href="http://www.seistetos.uevora.pt/" target="_blank"&gt;Seistetos&lt;/a&gt;, dedicado ás caloiras:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Caloira"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai caloira, ai caloira, ai caloira!&lt;br /&gt;Ai santinha, ai santinha, ai santinha!&lt;br /&gt;Se soubesses p’ra onde vais,&lt;br /&gt;Não largavas a mãezinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não largavas a mãezinha,&lt;br /&gt;Escapavas à tesoira,&lt;br /&gt;Ai santinha, ai santinha, ai santinha!&lt;br /&gt;Ai caloira, ai caloira, ai caloira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não gosto nem brincando,&lt;br /&gt;Dizer adeus a ninguém,&lt;br /&gt;Quem parte leva saudades,&lt;br /&gt;Quem fica saudades tem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meio de tanta gente,&lt;br /&gt;Dois olhos me estão matando,&lt;br /&gt;Matem-me devagarinho,&lt;br /&gt;Que eu quero morrer cantando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se algum dia te quis bem,&lt;br /&gt;Esse tempo acabou,&lt;br /&gt;Agora olho p’ra ti,&lt;br /&gt;Foi jeito que me ficou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letra:&lt;/strong&gt; Nuno Tirapicos/ Seistetos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Música:&lt;/strong&gt; Popular/ Seistetos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CD:&lt;/strong&gt; Anda ká k’eu nãtalêjo &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/19908178-115859954074907044?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115859954074907044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115859954074907044&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115859954074907044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115859954074907044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/09/112-matrculas-200607.html' title='112. MATRÍCULAS 2006/07'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115836771649331321</id><published>2006-09-16T00:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:22:46.313Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fim de Semana'/><title type='text'>111. BOM FIM-DE-SEMANA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/macaco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/macaco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.havidaemmarkl.com/uploaded_images/macaco-793448.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Macaco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caros amigos e amigas tenham um óptimo fim-de-semana com muita alegria e folia... eu amanhã ainda irei estar resolver constrangimentos na &lt;em&gt;PT Contact&lt;/em&gt; (Sapo adsl/Telepac)... se precisarem de alguma ajuda contactem-nos e do outro lado da linha ouvirás:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Boa noite fala o Pedro Nobre em que posso ser útil?"...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/19908178-115836771649331321?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115836771649331321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115836771649331321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115836771649331321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115836771649331321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/09/111-bom-fim-de-semana.html' title='111. BOM FIM-DE-SEMANA...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115837420991871824</id><published>2006-09-16T00:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:23:09.310Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>110. AINDA PEGA MODA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/110.telemovel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/110.telemovel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotos.sapo.pt/laz/pic/0000yg4q" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Top Disparates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho o prazer de vos apresentar o último grito em moda e tecnologia. Um produto dois em um, serve de bolsa de transporte e em simultâneo de auricular... já disponível num mercado junto de si, o preço desconheço. Prático, cómodo e tens a possibilidade de teres sempre junto do ouvido e pronto a receber uma chamada...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Deixo-vos um desafio inventa um slogan para este produto para uma hipotética campanha publicitária...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/19908178-115837420991871824?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115837420991871824/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115837420991871824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115837420991871824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115837420991871824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/09/110-ainda-pega-moda.html' title='110. AINDA PEGA MODA...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115793845674761540</id><published>2006-09-13T00:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:23:24.672Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>109. CADA LUGAR TEU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/conchas.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/conchas.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meublog.net/adelaideamorim/arquivos/conchas4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Conchas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada Lugar Teu&lt;br /&gt;Sei de cor cada lugar teu&lt;br /&gt;atado em mim, a cada lugar meu&lt;br /&gt;tento entender o rumo que a vida nos faz tomar&lt;br /&gt;tento esquecer a mágoa&lt;br /&gt;guardar só o que é bom de guardar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensa em mim protege o que eu te dou&lt;br /&gt;Eu penso em ti e dou-te o que de melhor eu sou&lt;br /&gt;sem ter defesas que me façam falhar&lt;br /&gt;nesse lugar mais dentro&lt;br /&gt;onde só chega quem não tem medo de naufragar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica em mim que hoje o tempo dói&lt;br /&gt;como se arrancassem tudo o que já foi&lt;br /&gt;e até o que virá e até o que eu sonhei&lt;br /&gt;diz-me que vais guardar e abraçar&lt;br /&gt;tudo o que eu te dei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que a vida mude os nossos sentidos&lt;br /&gt;e o mundo nos leve pra longe de nós&lt;br /&gt;e que um dia o tempo pareça perdido&lt;br /&gt;e tudo se desfaça num gesto só&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou guardar cada lugar teu&lt;br /&gt;ancorado em cada lugar meu&lt;br /&gt;e hoje apenas isso me faz acreditar&lt;br /&gt;que eu vou chegar contigo&lt;br /&gt;onde só chega quem não tem medo de naufragar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Mafalda Veiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anos60.com/portugal/mafalda_veiga/Mafaldaveiga-cada_lugar_teu.WMA"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="15" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/icone_ouvir.gif" width="47" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115793845674761540?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115793845674761540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115793845674761540&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115793845674761540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115793845674761540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/09/109-cada-lugar-teu.html' title='109. CADA LUGAR TEU'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115793749842120099</id><published>2006-09-11T00:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:23:38.697Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>108. SER POETA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/108.ser_poeta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/108.ser_poeta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://olivier.cousinou.free.fr/Terragen/images/Delirium.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser poeta é ser mais alto, é ser maior&lt;br /&gt;Do que os homens! Morder como quem beija!&lt;br /&gt;É ser mendigo e dar como quem seja&lt;br /&gt;Rei do Reino de Aquém e de Além Dor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É ter de mil desejos o esplendor&lt;br /&gt;E não saber sequer que se deseja!&lt;br /&gt;É ter cá dentro um astro que flameja,&lt;br /&gt;É ter garras e asas de condor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É ter fome, é ter sede de Infinito!&lt;br /&gt;Por elmo, as manhãs de oiro e de cetim...&lt;br /&gt;É condensar o mundo num só grito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é amar-te, assim, perdidamente...&lt;br /&gt;É seres alma, e sangue, e vida em mim&lt;br /&gt;E dizê-lo cantando a toda a gente!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Escrito por Florbela Espanca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anos60.com/outros/luis_represas_perdidamente.wma"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="15" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/icone_ouvir.gif" width="47" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115793749842120099?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115793749842120099/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115793749842120099&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115793749842120099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115793749842120099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/09/108-ser-poeta.html' title='108. SER POETA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115772741388402614</id><published>2006-09-08T15:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:24:01.538Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>107. NA ESCURIDÃO DA NOITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/107.escuridao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/107.escuridao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tomorow.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/escuridao.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Escuridão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A noite já vai alta&lt;br /&gt;Negra e escura&lt;br /&gt;Candeeiros iluminam tal beleza&lt;br /&gt;Beleza que tantos encantos trazes&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio cheio de música&lt;br /&gt;Muito te faz sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Sonho que trazeis à mente&lt;br /&gt;Mente que ilusões te cria&lt;br /&gt;Um mundo que ninguém vê&lt;br /&gt;Em que tu acreditas e te faz viver&lt;br /&gt;Uma janela observas&lt;br /&gt;E nada vês&lt;br /&gt;Ser imaculado que estás aí&lt;br /&gt;Acordai&lt;br /&gt;A noite chama por ti&lt;br /&gt;Uma luz se acende&lt;br /&gt;Será que já é dia?!&lt;br /&gt;Não.&lt;br /&gt;É sinal de presença&lt;br /&gt;Mas...&lt;br /&gt;O que irás fazer?!&lt;br /&gt;Se vives num mundo desconhecido &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Pedro Nobre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115772741388402614?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115772741388402614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115772741388402614&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115772741388402614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115772741388402614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/09/107-na-escurido-da-noite.html' title='107. NA ESCURIDÃO DA NOITE'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115696669976657107</id><published>2006-08-31T08:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:24:17.244Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>106. KEANE - SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/106.KeaneSomewhereOnlyWeKnow.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/106.KeaneSomewhereOnlyWeKnow.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.umusic.dk/MCM/covers/cover_Keane_SomewhereOnlyWeKnow.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Keane - Somewhere Only We Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olá a todos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como vos disse ontem fui ver o filme "A Casa da Lagoa", esqueci-me de fazer referência à música da banda sonoro interpretada pela banda Keane. Assim deixou-vos a letra (poema) da música &lt;em&gt;Somewhere Only We Know&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I walked across an empty land&lt;br /&gt;I knew the pathway like the back of my hand&lt;br /&gt;I felt the earth beneath my own feet&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the river and it made me complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh simple thing where have you gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old and I need something to rely on&lt;br /&gt;So tell me when you're gonna let me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across a fallen tree&lt;br /&gt;I felt the branches of it looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Is this the place we used to love?&lt;br /&gt;Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh simple thing where have you gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old and I need something to rely on&lt;br /&gt;So tell me when you're gonna let me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So and if you have a minute why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;Talk about it somewhere only we know?&lt;br /&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere only we know?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere only we know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[break]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh simple thing where have you gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old and I need something to rely on&lt;br /&gt;So tell me when you're gonna let me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So and if you have a minute why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;Talk about it somewhere only we know?&lt;br /&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere only we know?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere only we know?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere only we know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Escrito por Keane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://student.lkpfc.com/~yan/mymusic/somewhere%20Only%20We%20Know.mp3"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/icone_ouvir.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;/strong&gt;Tradução da letra &lt;a href="http://vagalume.uol.com.br/keane/somewhere-only-we-know-(traducao).html" target="_blank"&gt;Keane - Somewhere Only We Know&lt;/a&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/19908178-115696669976657107?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115696669976657107/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115696669976657107&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115696669976657107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115696669976657107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/08/106-keane-somewhere-only-we-know.html' title='106. KEANE - SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115696413652498475</id><published>2006-08-30T19:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:24:35.773Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>105. "A CASA DA LAGOA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w1hVQwZI2-0" width="375" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje estou de folga do SAPO e como a algum tempo que não vou ao cinema... decidi ir ver "A Casa da Lagoa" título original "The Lake House". Já foram ver? O que acharam do filme? Amanhã conto-vos se é bom, deixo-vos o Trailer e o resumo do filme:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Ficha Técnica:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Columbia apresenta, um filme de Alejandro Agresti com Sandra Bullock, Keanu Reeves, Dylan Walsh, Shohreh Aghdashloo, Christopher Plummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinopse:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Doze anos depois de 'Speed', Sandra Bullock e Keanu Reeves voltam a encontrar-se no grande ecrã.Desta vez não há alta velocidade a bordo, mas um mistério a descobrir.'A Casa da Lagoa' é uma adaptação de um filme coreano de 2000 ('Il Mare'), que retrata o romance entre uma médica solitária e um arquitecto frustrado.No prédio onde ambos moram há uma peculiar caixa de correio através da qual começam a trocar cartas de amor. Mas entretanto vão fazer uma misteriosa e estranha descoberta: estão a viver com dois anos de distância. Agora, juntam-se para desvendar o mistério que está também por trás da sua história de amor, antes que seja tarde de mais.A história desafia totalmente as leis da lógica, conferindo uma nova dimensão ao tema do relacionamento à distância.Alex Wyler (Keanu Reeves) vive numa casa à beira de um lago, que foi desenhada pelo seu pai. Kate Forster (Sandra Bullock) é uma médica que está de mudanças para a cidade, onde encontrou emprego num hospital.Eles vão trocar correspondência entre si. Até aqui, nada de novo ou peculiar, não fossem descobrir que estão separados por dois anos. Kate é afinal uma ex-habitante da casa, que vive no ano de 2006, enquanto Alex ainda está em 2004.A caixa de correio torna-se assim o elemento central, um objecto mágico, um portal que lhes permite comunicar para além do tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/200/105.TheLakeHouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.estreia.online.pt/aleph/dados/casadolagogrd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;A Casa da Lagoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O casal mantém a química de há uma década e, apesar do argumento improvável e da habitual dose de romance adocicado, o filme decorre dentro do seu próprio tempo e contexto, fazendo sentido. Embora seja mais indicado para românticos, tem peso e medida suficientes para ser visto por todos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Texto retirado do site &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.estreia.online.pt/aleph/envelope?filme+ficha:list_movie:2067" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estreia.Online&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Visite o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelakehousemovie.warnerbros.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Site Oficial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115696413652498475?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115696413652498475/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115696413652498475&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115696413652498475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115696413652498475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/08/105-casa-da-lagoa.html' title='105. &quot;A CASA DA LAGOA&quot;'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115655278685505866</id><published>2006-08-26T00:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:24:56.086Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>104. QUEDA DO IMPÉRIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/104.navio_sagres.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/104.navio_sagres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.av.it.pt/aveirocidade/images/barcos/marinha32g.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Navio Sagres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perguntei ao vento&lt;br /&gt;Onde foi encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Mago sopro encanto&lt;br /&gt;Nau da vela em cruz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi nas ondas do mar&lt;br /&gt;De mundo inteiro terras da perdição&lt;br /&gt;Parco império mil almas&lt;br /&gt;Por pau de canela e mazagão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pata de negreiro&lt;br /&gt;Tira e foge á morte&lt;br /&gt;Que a sorte é de quem&lt;br /&gt;A terra amou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no peito guardou&lt;br /&gt;Cheiro da mata eterna&lt;br /&gt;Laranja, luanda sempre em flor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Música/Letra/Intérprete:&lt;/strong&gt; Vitorino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115655278685505866?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115655278685505866/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115655278685505866&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115655278685505866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115655278685505866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/08/104-queda-do-imprio.html' title='104. QUEDA DO IMPÉRIO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115654977675777016</id><published>2006-08-26T00:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:25:13.920Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tecnologia'/><title type='text'>103. BENQ SIEMENS SFG75</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/103.sfg75.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/103.sfg75.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mobile-review.com/phonemodels/siemens/image/sfg75.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;BenQ Siemens SFG7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;"SFG75 – UMTS poderoso e compacto: Vídeo-chamadas, downloads de música, streaming de vídeo e muito mais - o multimedia em movimento é divertido com o SFG75. Este telemóvel UMTS em concha possui todas as funcionalidades necessárias para as comunicações móveis."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hoje venho falar-vos de tecnologia, melhor dizendo o meu novo brinquedo, adquiri o meu primeiro telemóvel 3G... ainda o tenho a poucos dias e já estou apaixonado por ele. Ainda não testei a vídeo chamada, os preços ainda não são muito convidativos (0,40 €/min)... é um telemóvel exclusivo da rede TMN. Se pretenderes saber mais informações sobre o telemóvel vai ao site da &lt;a href="http://www.tmn.pt/portal/site/loja/menuitem.1ed531b0dc8102f2d0a8be30851056a0/?vgnextoid=2d02ad0e6e98b010VgnVCM1000005401650aRCRD&amp;vgnextchannel=6894f5537e74df00VgnVCM1000005a01650aRCRD&amp;amp;vgnextfmt=default" target="_blank"&gt;TMN&lt;/a&gt; ou no site da &lt;a href="http://www.benq-siemens.com/cds/frontdoor/0,2241,pt_pt_0_130862_0,00.html" target="_blank"&gt;BenQ Siemens&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115654977675777016?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115654977675777016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115654977675777016&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115654977675777016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115654977675777016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/08/103-benq-siemens-sfg75.html' title='103. BENQ SIEMENS SFG75'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115646458888263606</id><published>2006-08-25T00:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:25:37.716Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desporto'/><title type='text'>102. CHAMPIONS LEAGUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/102.liga_dos_campeoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/102.liga_dos_campeoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jpn.icicom.up.pt/imagens/uefa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Liga dos campeões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoje realizou-se o sorteio para a Liga dos Campões e para os 3 clubes tugas ditou a seguinte sorte: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRUPO B: &lt;/strong&gt;Spartak Moskva - &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sporting&lt;/span&gt; - Internazionale - Bayern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRUPO F: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Benfica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Man. United - Celtic - Kobenhavn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRUPO G: &lt;/strong&gt;Arsenal - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Porto&lt;/span&gt; - CSKA Moskva - Hamburg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se pretenderem saber mais sobre os restantes grupos vai ao site da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.uefa.com/competitions/ucl/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;UEFA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115646458888263606?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115646458888263606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115646458888263606&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115646458888263606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115646458888263606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/08/102-champions-league.html' title='102. CHAMPIONS LEAGUE'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115637720060713032</id><published>2006-08-24T00:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:25:55.516Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>101. FF - SEM ESTARES AQUI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/101.FF_morangos_com_acucar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/101.FF_morangos_com_acucar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forumdosmorangos.com/uploaded_images/ff-dos-morangos-728705.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;FF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não dá p'ra esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que se passou&lt;br /&gt;Se queres esconder&lt;br /&gt;Que foi mais que uma paixão&lt;br /&gt;Foi um olhar&lt;br /&gt;Que me fez despertar&lt;br /&gt;Todo o amor&lt;br /&gt;Que ainda posso dar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tudo é distante&lt;br /&gt;Sem estares aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias são banais&lt;br /&gt;Todas as noites iguais&lt;br /&gt;E tudo o que vivo não faz sentido&lt;br /&gt;Sem tu estares aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E todos os dias são banais&lt;br /&gt;Todas as noites iguais&lt;br /&gt;Sem tu ficares ao pé de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez amanhã&lt;br /&gt;Tu possas regressar&lt;br /&gt;E possa mostrar&lt;br /&gt;O que podemos viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta tentar&lt;br /&gt;Deixar o tempo vir&lt;br /&gt;Sem querer forçar&lt;br /&gt;O amor tem de vencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tudo é distante&lt;br /&gt;Sem estares aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias são banais&lt;br /&gt;Todas as noites iguais&lt;br /&gt;E tudo o que vivo não faz sentido&lt;br /&gt;Sem tu estares aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E todos os dias são banais&lt;br /&gt;todas as noites iguais&lt;br /&gt;Sem tu ficares ao pé de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só quero que saibas que eu estou aqui&lt;br /&gt;Não vivo sem ti do pé de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de ti aqui&lt;br /&gt;E tudo o que vivo&lt;br /&gt;Não faz sentido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias são banais&lt;br /&gt;Todas as noites iguais&lt;br /&gt;E tudo o que vivo não faz sentido&lt;br /&gt;Sem tu estares aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E todos os dias são banais&lt;br /&gt;Todas as noites iguais&lt;br /&gt;Sem tu ficares ao pé de mim&lt;br /&gt;Sem tu ficares aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nota: &lt;/strong&gt;Um dos poemas do álbum do cantor Fernando Fernandes (FF), lançado pela série juvenil Morangos com Açucar...&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/19908178-115637720060713032?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115637720060713032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115637720060713032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115637720060713032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115637720060713032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/08/101-ff-sem-estares-aqui.html' title='101. FF - SEM ESTARES AQUI'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115579005846161956</id><published>2006-08-22T00:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:26:24.592Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>100. POST'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/100.posts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/100.posts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheguei ao 100.º Post ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao longo destes meses no blog REFLEXUS de PEDRO NOBRE, foram muitos os sentimentos, desabafos por mim aqui expressos. Cada letra, cada palavra, cada linha, cada post aqui exposto, seja escrita minha ou de outros autores (com a devida referência da sua fonte), são reflexos da minha pessoa, do meu dia-a-dia... tentando mostra-vos o meu eu e assim conhecer um pouco sobre mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de o blog ser o meu refugio onde desabafo com o desconhecido, quero agradecer a todos que me têm visitado e deixado os Reflexus de amizade e carinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um blog é um alojamento virtual que ganha vida própria, seja ela de amor, amizade, paz, momentos de felicidade ou de tristeza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFLEXUS de PEDRO NOBRE para comemorar este dia decidiu oferecer-vos um e-book que contém os primeiros 100 post’s por mim aqui publicados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UM SORRISO POR UM SORRISO... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Download do e-book REFLEXUS de PEDRO NOBRE – 100.º Post&lt;a href="http://penobre.do.sapo.pt/reflexus.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: right" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/19908178-115579005846161956?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115579005846161956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115579005846161956&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115579005846161956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115579005846161956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/08/100-posts.html' title='100. POST&apos;S'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115578593276570948</id><published>2006-08-17T08:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:26:41.677Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>99. DE MIM PARA TI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/99.beijo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/99.beijo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.street-gallery.co.uk/images/gallery/harris/ssg/large/lovers_on_the_seine.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, não gosto de te fazer sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Eu, gosto ver-te a sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Os teus lábios desejo sentir&lt;br /&gt;O amor a crescer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De mãos dadas a passear&lt;br /&gt;No local que nos viu nascer&lt;br /&gt;Com ternura por te poder amar&lt;br /&gt;Não te querendo esquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perco-me com os teus beijos&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo o poder do teu calor&lt;br /&gt;Transbordando de amor&lt;br /&gt;Um sentimento com desejos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto amar&lt;br /&gt;Em reflexo ser amado&lt;br /&gt;Acordado a sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Andar neste meu estado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazes-me sentir um ser colossal&lt;br /&gt;Fazes-me sentir diferente&lt;br /&gt;Fazes-me sentir especial&lt;br /&gt;Fazes-me sentir gente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras doces a declamar&lt;br /&gt;Embalando o teu coração&lt;br /&gt;Com a minha oração&lt;br /&gt;Para te amar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115578593276570948?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115578593276570948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115578593276570948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115578593276570948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115578593276570948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/08/99-de-mim-para-ti.html' title='99. DE MIM PARA TI...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115576637201976434</id><published>2006-08-16T23:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:26:59.608Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>98. UMA NOITE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/98.%20doente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/98.%20doente.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://onossoamor.no.sapo.pt/doente.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Doente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boa noite,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De Segunda-feira para Terça-feira passei uma noite horrível tive uma Gastroenterite. Tive tantas dores de estomago que não podia, quase que não consegui dormir, pior foi ir trabalhar, no dia feriado, quase a cair para o lado... mas lá consegui sobreviver... ainda não estou a 100%, mas muito melhor... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aproveito para vos deixar a definição de gastroenterite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Gastroenterite significa inflamação do estômago e do intestino. A Gastroenterite mais frequente, que talvez nenhum adulto possa dizer que nunca teve, é causada por toxinas bacterianas que contaminam os alimentos ( Intoxicação alimentar ). As toxinas produzidas pelas bactérias actuam no estômago e parte próximal do intestino. A má refrigeração dos alimentos é uma causa frequente de epidemias em casamentos , baptizados, creches, etc. A gastroenterite pode ser uma causa de desidratação grave na criança e nos idosos, mas nos adultos, é geralmente uma doença auto-limitada que passa ao fim de um dia ou poucos dias. Na maior parte dos casos nem recorremos ao médico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os &lt;strong&gt;sintomas típicos&lt;/strong&gt;, que aparecem horas depois da ingestão dos alimentos, são a náusea o vómito e a dor abdominal acompanhados duma diarreia explosiva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A base do tratamento é a hidratação. Por causa das náuseas e dos vómitos os líquidos devem dar-se em pequenas quantidades de cada vez. Os alimentos devem iniciar-se logo que sejam tolerados pelo estômago, ao contrário do que se supunha não agravam a diarreia nem a prolongam. O leite leve evitar-se durante este período de diarreia porque há uma deficiência de lactase transitória. Se o número de dejecções for incomodativo pode usar-se a loperamida que deve evitar-se nas diarreias com sangue mas, pode ser útil nestes casos de intoxicação alimentar porque, diminui o número de dejecções e a dor abdominal. A Gastroenterite causada pela intoxicação alimentar é entre nós, uma doença auto-limitada que nos adultos não exige outros cuidados além das medidas de suporte sobretudo a hidratação. Nas crianças e nos idosos os cuidados podem ter que ser diferentes." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Texto retirado de &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gastroalgarve.com/doencasdotd/intestinos/enterite.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gastroenterite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115576637201976434?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115576637201976434/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115576637201976434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115576637201976434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115576637201976434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/08/98-uma-noite.html' title='98. UMA NOITE...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115525888361529855</id><published>2006-08-10T21:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:27:24.812Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desporto'/><title type='text'>97. FRANCIS OBIKWELU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/97.francis_obikwelu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/97.francis_obikwelu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/41980000/jpg/_41980784_obikweluwin203.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Francis Obikwelu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Francis Obikwelu, tornou-se num dos orgulhos nacionais ao ganhar duas medalhas (100 e 200 metros) nos Campeonatos da Europa de atletismo a realizar em Gotemburgo - Suécia. Tendo batido novos recordes nas respectivas modalidades no 100 metros em 9,99 segundos e nos 200 metros em 20,12 segundos (que já lhe pertencia).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao atleta só tenho que dar os meus Parabéns por ter honrado a bandeira de Portugal. Muito obrigado em meu nome pessoal e certamente em nome todos são portugueses...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115525888361529855?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115525888361529855/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115525888361529855&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115525888361529855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115525888361529855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/08/97-francis-obikwelu.html' title='97. FRANCIS OBIKWELU...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115514128791283497</id><published>2006-08-09T17:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:27:59.861Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>96. FLORIBELLA - ASSIM SERÁ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/96.%20floribela.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/96.%20floribela.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sic.sapo.pt/Programas/Images/Postais/postal2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Floribella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um grande amor&lt;br /&gt;Assim será&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim será&lt;br /&gt;Uma história de amor sem ter final&lt;br /&gt;E nada, nem ninguém vai separar&lt;br /&gt;Um grande amor&lt;br /&gt;Que o coração tanto esperou&lt;br /&gt;Assim será&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu pus de parte os meus dilemas&lt;br /&gt;E afastei todos os meus medos&lt;br /&gt;Guardei as cartas e poemas&lt;br /&gt;Como segredos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos teus olhos encontrei&lt;br /&gt;O que eu queria para mim&lt;br /&gt;E tudo o que sempre sonhei&lt;br /&gt;Está aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nota:&lt;/strong&gt; Se quiseres ouvir esta música e as restantes vai a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.floribella-online.com/player/mp3player.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Floribella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115514128791283497?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115514128791283497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115514128791283497&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115514128791283497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115514128791283497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/08/96-floribella-assim-ser.html' title='96. FLORIBELLA - ASSIM SERÁ'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115499690374066036</id><published>2006-08-08T00:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:28:15.694Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>95. AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/95.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/95.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.art-perfect.de/goethe/bilder_van-anthonis-dyck-amor-und-psyche-02722.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O amor é uma união de sentimentos, desenvolvidos a dois."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Escrito por Pedro Nobre 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115499690374066036?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115499690374066036/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115499690374066036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115499690374066036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115499690374066036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/08/95-amor.html' title='95. AMOR'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115473556899146560</id><published>2006-08-05T00:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:28:38.091Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>94. DESCULPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/94.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://palavrasdealgodao.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/Mascara.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Máscara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A minha mente hoje está pensativa&lt;br /&gt;Revoltada consigo mesma&lt;br /&gt;Olhando para o seu percurso de vida&lt;br /&gt;De onde vieste&lt;br /&gt;A educação que te deram&lt;br /&gt;E tu?&lt;br /&gt;Fazes tudo errado&lt;br /&gt;Já não te conheço&lt;br /&gt;Tudo parece desabar&lt;br /&gt;Queres ser alguém na vida&lt;br /&gt;E olhas para o teu redor&lt;br /&gt;O que observas?&lt;br /&gt;Nada e ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Falas com tantas pessoas&lt;br /&gt;Mas sentes-te só&lt;br /&gt;Querem fazer de ti um herói&lt;br /&gt;E eu o que sou?&lt;br /&gt;Um falhado.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o tecto pressionar-me contra o chão&lt;br /&gt;Por favor ajudai-me Senhor&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ser homem&lt;br /&gt;Poder sorrir, e fazer sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Sem estar a fazer teatro&lt;br /&gt;Hoje visto uma personagem&lt;br /&gt;E amanha outra&lt;br /&gt;E mais outra.&lt;br /&gt;Viajando no tempo&lt;br /&gt;Nada ou pouco mudou em mim&lt;br /&gt;Sim a idade talvez&lt;br /&gt;Mas a minha mente parou no tempo&lt;br /&gt;Quero recupera-la&lt;br /&gt;Onde a perdi?&lt;br /&gt;Será que foi no tal fatídico dia?&lt;br /&gt;Espero que não&lt;br /&gt;Eu hei-de conseguir&lt;br /&gt;Não quero voltar a sentir o que já senti&lt;br /&gt;Não quero uma recaída&lt;br /&gt;Alguém aposta em mim&lt;br /&gt;E eu?&lt;br /&gt;Só dou desilusões&lt;br /&gt;E nem a verdade consigo dizer…&lt;br /&gt;Me perdoem&lt;br /&gt;Não é por mal&lt;br /&gt;Mas sim por vergonha&lt;br /&gt;Mas prometo que eu hei-de conseguir&lt;br /&gt;E ainda haverão ter orgulho de mim…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115473556899146560?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115473556899146560/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115473556899146560&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115473556899146560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115473556899146560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/08/94-desculpa.html' title='94. DESCULPA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115260992633618439</id><published>2006-07-11T10:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.626Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>93. SESIMBRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/93.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/93.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amigos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A partir de Domingo vou estar de férias, caso queiram saber alguma sobre a minha pessoa estarei na praia de Sesimbra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apareçam...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115260992633618439?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115260992633618439/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115260992633618439&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115260992633618439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115260992633618439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/07/93-sesimbra.html' title='93. SESIMBRA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115260762116131862</id><published>2006-07-11T09:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:59:37.455Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>92. PENSAMENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/82.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/82.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A vida é um cruzamento de sentimentos..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pedro Nobre&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/19908178-115260762116131862?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115260762116131862/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115260762116131862&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115260762116131862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115260762116131862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/07/92-pensamento.html' title='92. PENSAMENTO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115211416943388058</id><published>2006-07-06T16:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:59:37.456Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>91. PENSANDO EM TI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/81.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/81.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deitado sobre a minha cama&lt;br /&gt;Ainda sinto o cheiro do teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;O toque da tua pele macia&lt;br /&gt;O calor que me aquece a alma&lt;br /&gt;Os nossos corpos colados&lt;br /&gt;O teu olhar doce e límpido&lt;br /&gt;Transparecendo amor e prazer&lt;br /&gt;O teu dormir observei&lt;br /&gt;Silhueta linda&lt;br /&gt;Com um sorriso rasgado&lt;br /&gt;As minhas palpares se cerraram&lt;br /&gt;Adormeci contigo em meu pensamento... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115211416943388058?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115211416943388058/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115211416943388058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115211416943388058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115211416943388058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/07/91-pensando-em-ti.html' title='91. PENSANDO EM TI...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115205943415744634</id><published>2006-07-05T15:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:41:52.618Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desporto'/><title type='text'>90. UM BLOG, UMA BANDEIRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caros amigos, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cá estou eu de volta com o mundial futebol... mas desta vez para falar na meia-final entre Portugal vs França. Mais uma vez tenho o mesmo desejo: ver uma bandeira em todos os blogs que falem a lingua de Camões e não só...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com muita fé e energia positiva conseguiremos chegar à desejada final. Já bebemos um belo copo de sumo de laranja, comemos uns belos de uns bifes, agora chegou a altura de um croissant bem recheado... e na final só falta derrubar a Torre de Pizza...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, pelas 20h00, em Munique e através da televisão temos a certeza iremos ver a nossa selecção sair vitoriosa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;VIVA PORTUGAL e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;QUE DEUS ESTEJA NO NOSSO LADO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115205943415744634?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115205943415744634/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115205943415744634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115205943415744634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115205943415744634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/07/90-um-blog-uma-bandeira.html' title='90. UM BLOG, UMA BANDEIRA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115205878614925424</id><published>2006-07-05T00:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:59:37.457Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>89. PENSAMENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/89.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"QUANDO SE DIZ QUE SE AMA, TAMBÉM SE SABE PERDOAR..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115205878614925424?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115205878614925424/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115205878614925424&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115205878614925424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115205878614925424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/07/89-pensamento.html' title='89. PENSAMENTO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115202772848243063</id><published>2006-07-04T16:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.626Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>88. ASTROLOGIA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;AQUÁRIO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Seja mais justo consigo próprio, arrume definitivamente o passado para que possa atrair um novo amor. Evite ser impulsivo ao manifestar as suas opiniões, ganhará mais ouvindo primeiro os outros."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.correiomanha.pt/noticia.asp?id=207215&amp;idselect=4&amp;amp;idCanal=4&amp;p=0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.correiomanha.pt/noticia.asp?id=207215&amp;amp;idselect=4&amp;idCanal=4&amp;amp;p=0&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTÃO ABERTAS AS INSCRIÇÕES PARA CANDIDATAS...&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/19908178-115202772848243063?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115202772848243063/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115202772848243063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115202772848243063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115202772848243063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/07/88-astrologia.html' title='88. ASTROLOGIA...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115179860449042739</id><published>2006-07-02T00:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:41:52.618Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desporto'/><title type='text'>87. JÁ ESTÁ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/87.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/87.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olá a todos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como indiquei ontem foi um jogo de muitos nervos e sofrimento, mas com muita fé conseguimos ultrapassar mais uma fase neste mundial. Quero felicitar todos os Tugas da nossa selecção pelas alegrias que nos têm dado, em especial, neste jogo, ao grande RICARDO pelas suas três grandes defesas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na Quarta-feira, pelas 20h00 frente a França lá estaremos de novo a torcer pela nossa selecção... vamos manter a chama acesa... nós iremos chegar à final e trazer o "caneco" para casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;VIVA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PORTUGAL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/19908178-115179860449042739?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115179860449042739/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115179860449042739&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115179860449042739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115179860449042739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/07/87-j-est.html' title='87. JÁ ESTÁ...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115171180315047551</id><published>2006-07-01T00:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.627Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>86. UM BLOG, UMA BANDEIRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caros Amigos, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, pelas 16 horas, vamos ter mais 90 minutos (no mínimo) de sofrimento, dor e lágrimas. Deixo-vos aqui a minha energia positiva. Tenho esperança que saíremos vitoriosos tal como aconteceu no Euro 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já estou a cumprir com a minha parte... coloquei a nossa bandeira, espero que faças o mesmo... todos juntos para que o apoio seja ainda maior. Tinha um desejo... em cada blog ver uma bandeira... e mostrar ao mundo a nossa união a nossa força....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tugas mostrem ao resto do mundo o que somos capazes... não é só sol e praia mas um país de guerreiros e lutadores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODOS JUNTOS EM PROL DO MESMO OBJECTIVO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;VIVA PORTUGAL e QUE DEUS ESTEJA NO NOSSO LADO...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115171180315047551?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115171180315047551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115171180315047551&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115171180315047551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115171180315047551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/07/86-um-blog-uma-bandeira.html' title='86. UM BLOG, UMA BANDEIRA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115171902344214729</id><published>2006-07-01T00:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:04:22.730Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>85. PARABÉNS AMÁLIA RODRIGUES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/85.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.instituto-camoes.pt/cvc/contportcult/amalia.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Amália&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Amália da Piedade Rodrigues (Lisboa, 1 de Julho de 1920 — Lisboa, 6 de Outubro de 1999) foi um cantora portuguesa, considerada o exemplo máximo do fado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nasceu na rua Martim Vaz, na freguesia lisboeta da Pena, no seio de uma família pobre originária da Beira Baixa. Em documentos oficiais, a sua data de nascimento resulta ser 23 de Julho. Amália referia, no entanto, que o seu aniversário era a &lt;strong&gt;1 de Julho&lt;/strong&gt; ("no tempo das cerejas").&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tornou-se conhecida mundialmente como a Rainha do Fado e, por consequência, devido ao simbolismo que este género musical tem na cultura portuguesa, foi considerada por muitos como uma embaixadora do país. Aparecia em vários programas de televisão pelo mundo fora, onde não só cantava fados e outras músicas de tradição popular portuguesa, como música de outras origens (por exemplo, música espanhola)." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: Ler mais &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amália_Rodrigues" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amália&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Estranha forma de vida"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi por vontade de Deus&lt;br /&gt;que eu vivo nesta ansiedade.&lt;br /&gt;Que todos os ais são meus,&lt;br /&gt;Que é toda a minha saudade.&lt;br /&gt;Foi por vontade de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que estranha forma de vida&lt;br /&gt;tem este meu coração:&lt;br /&gt;vive de forma perdida;&lt;br /&gt;Quem lhe daria o condão?&lt;br /&gt;Que estranha forma de vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coração independente,&lt;br /&gt;coração que não comando:&lt;br /&gt;vive perdido entre a gente,&lt;br /&gt;teimosamente sangrando,&lt;br /&gt;coração independente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não te acompanho mais:&lt;br /&gt;para, deixa de bater.&lt;br /&gt;Se não sabes onde vais,&lt;br /&gt;porque teimas em correr,&lt;br /&gt;eu não te acompanho mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escrito por Amália Rodrigues&lt;/em&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/19908178-115171902344214729?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115171902344214729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115171902344214729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115171902344214729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115171902344214729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/07/85-parabns-amlia-rodrigues.html' title='85. PARABÉNS AMÁLIA RODRIGUES'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115161330087263158</id><published>2006-06-29T21:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:29:14.754Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagem e Sentimento'/><title type='text'>84. DESTINO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://copulavocabular.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/lagrima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-115161330087263158?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115161330087263158/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115161330087263158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115161330087263158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115161330087263158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/06/84-destino.html' title='84. DESTINO...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115146461826503342</id><published>2006-06-29T00:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:44:17.395Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desporto'/><title type='text'>83. MUNDIAL DE FUTEBOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/82.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.futbolfactory.futbolweb.net/balones/images/b1930.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Bola do Mundial 1930&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andei a fazer uma pesquisa pela Internet e sobre o mundial de futebol e descobri que esta competição teve origem no Uruguai, entre os dias 13 e 30 de Julho, no ano de 1930.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quais foram selecções que participaram?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na primeira edição do Mundial de Futebol teve a participação de 13 selecções: Argentina, Bélgica, Bolívia, Brasil, Chile, França, EUA, Jugoslávia, México, Paraguai, Peru, Roménia, Uruguai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro golo num mundial de Futebol foi marcado por Lucien Laurent, da França, em Montevidéu, no dia 13 de Julho de 1930.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O melhor marcador foi o jogador Guillermo Stábile (Argentina) que marcou 8 golos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/82.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.news1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/fifa/es/pf/20011221/i/3892928520.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Final do Mundial 1930&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A final fui disputada entre as selecções do Uruguai e da Argentina (4-2), sendo o Uruguai o primeiro organizador e vencedor do Mundo em Futebol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já que falo da história do Mundial de Futebol, quando foi a primeira vez que Portugal participou e em lugar ficou?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/200/82.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deixo-vos uma dica nesse ano o Eusébio da Silva Ferreira ("Pantera Negra") sagrou-se o melhor marcador com 9 golos...&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/19908178-115146461826503342?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115146461826503342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115146461826503342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115146461826503342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115146461826503342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/06/83-mundial-de-futebol.html' title='83. MUNDIAL DE FUTEBOL'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115146753869671067</id><published>2006-06-28T00:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:16:35.159Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas Comemorativas'/><title type='text'>82. FEIRA DE S. JOÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/82.0.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/82.0.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caros amigos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está a realizar-se em Évora a &lt;a href="http://www.cm-evora.pt/feirasjoao2006/default.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Feira de S. João&lt;/a&gt; (Rossio de S. Brás) que irá decorrer de 23 de Junho a 02 de Julho de 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este ano a feira tem como tema a passagem do 20º aniversário da classificação pela UNESCO do centro histórico de Évora como Património da Humanidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendo como presenças musicais: artistas de bandas locais (Um tributo aos Queen), Kátia Guerreiro, Boss AC, Orquestra de Balalaicas de Helsínquia, Jorge Palma e os fadistas Lourdes Sá, Franklin do Carmo e Rui Lopes. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/82.01.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/82.01.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/82.01.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/200/82.01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje decidi fazer referência a uma linda voz do fado que me habituei a ouvir, a Fadista Kátia Guerreiro que irá actuar pelas 22H00 no Palco principal (Jardim Público). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para quem gosta de fado aconselho uma visita até Évora e aproveitem dêem uma volta pela feira para ficarem a conhecer um pouco mais sobre a região.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Deixo-vos com um dos fados que a fadista Kátia Guerreiro irá cantar:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Asas"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;É no teu corpo que invento&lt;br /&gt;Asas para o sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;Que escorre do meu cansaço.&lt;br /&gt;Só quem ama tem razão&lt;br /&gt;Para entender a emoção&lt;br /&gt;Que me dás no teu abraço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero lançar raízes&lt;br /&gt;E viver dias felizes&lt;br /&gt;Na outra margem da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Solta os cabelos ao vento,&lt;br /&gt;Muda em riso esse lamento,&lt;br /&gt;Apressemos a partida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aceita o meu desafio,&lt;br /&gt;Embarca neste navio,&lt;br /&gt;Rumo ao sol e ao futuro.&lt;br /&gt;Corta comigo as amarras&lt;br /&gt;Que nos prendem como garras&lt;br /&gt;A um passado tão duro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esquece o tempo e a dor,&lt;br /&gt;Pensa só no nosso amor,&lt;br /&gt;Vem, dá-me a tua mão.&lt;br /&gt;Sobe comigo a encosta,&lt;br /&gt;Porque quando a gente gosta&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém cala o coração. &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/19908178-115146753869671067?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115146753869671067/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115146753869671067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115146753869671067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115146753869671067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/06/82-feira-de-s-joo.html' title='82. FEIRA DE S. JOÃO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115133570006907346</id><published>2006-06-26T16:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:04:22.731Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>81. ELVIS PRESLEY - LOVE ME TENDER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/81.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poster.net/presley-elvis/presley-elvis-love-me-tender-4800017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Elvis Presley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender,&lt;br /&gt;love me sweet,&lt;br /&gt;never let me go.&lt;br /&gt;You have made my life complete,&lt;br /&gt;and I love you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender,&lt;br /&gt;love me true,&lt;br /&gt;all my dreams fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;For my darlin' I love you,&lt;br /&gt;and I always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender,&lt;br /&gt;love me long,&lt;br /&gt;take me to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;For it's there that I belong,&lt;br /&gt;and we'll never part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender,&lt;br /&gt;love me dear,&lt;br /&gt;tell me you are mine.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be yours through all the years,&lt;br /&gt;till the end of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letra e música: Vera Matson - Elvis Presley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oiça a música em:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://song2play.com/play/song/120974.asx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Elvis Presley - Love Me Tender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Elvis Aaron Presley (East Tupelo, Mississippi, 8 de janeiro de 1935 — Memphis, Tennessee, 16 de agosto de 1977), mais conhecido como &lt;strong&gt;Elvis Presley&lt;/strong&gt;, foi um famoso cantor, músico, actor e dançarino norte-americano, sendo mundialmente denominado O Rei do Rock...&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/19908178-115133570006907346?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115133570006907346/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115133570006907346&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115133570006907346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115133570006907346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/06/81-elvis-presley-love-me-tender.html' title='81. ELVIS PRESLEY - LOVE ME TENDER'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115127338347147074</id><published>2006-06-25T23:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:41:52.619Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desporto'/><title type='text'>80. SAI UMA LARANJA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/80.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... muito bem espremida... Foi sofrer até ao final, mas um copo de sumo de laranja sabe sempre muito bem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VIVA PORTUGAL, AGORA VENHAM OS INGLESES...&lt;/em&gt;&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/19908178-115127338347147074?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115127338347147074/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115127338347147074&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115127338347147074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115127338347147074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/06/80-sai-uma-laranja.html' title='80. SAI UMA LARANJA...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115109594367379915</id><published>2006-06-23T21:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:29:14.755Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagem e Sentimento'/><title type='text'>79. RETIRO ESPIRITUAL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/79.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BOM FIM-DE-SEMANA COM A COMPANHIA DE DEUS...&lt;/span&gt;&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/19908178-115109594367379915?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115109594367379915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115109594367379915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115109594367379915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115109594367379915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/06/79-retiro-espiritual.html' title='79. RETIRO ESPIRITUAL...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115085554760937475</id><published>2006-06-21T00:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:04:22.731Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>78. Ó GENTE DA MINHA TERRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/78.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ó gente da minha terra&lt;br /&gt;Agora é que eu percebi&lt;br /&gt;Esta tristeza que trago&lt;br /&gt;Foi de vós que a recebi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É meu e vosso este fado&lt;br /&gt;Destino que nos amarra&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que seja negado&lt;br /&gt;Ás cordas de uma guitarra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que se ouve o gemido&lt;br /&gt;De uma guitarra a cantar&lt;br /&gt;Fica-se logo perdido&lt;br /&gt;Com vontade de chorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pareceria ternura&lt;br /&gt;Se eu me deixasse embalar&lt;br /&gt;Era maior a amargura&lt;br /&gt;Menos triste o meu cantar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Amália/ Tiago Machado&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/19908178-115085554760937475?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115085554760937475/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115085554760937475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115085554760937475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115085554760937475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/06/78-gente-da-minha-terra.html' title='78. Ó GENTE DA MINHA TERRA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-115059742822376976</id><published>2006-06-18T03:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:04:22.732Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>77. PAIXÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/77.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/77.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tu eras aquela que eu mais queria&lt;br /&gt;para me dar algum conforto e companhia&lt;br /&gt;era só contigo que eu sonhava andar&lt;br /&gt;para todo o lado e até quem sabe ? Talvez casar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aí o que eu passei só por te amar&lt;br /&gt;a saliva que eu gastei para te mudar&lt;br /&gt;mas esse teu mundo era mais forte do que eu&lt;br /&gt;e nem com a força da música ele se moveu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Refrão)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sabendo que não gostavas&lt;br /&gt;empenhei o meu anel de rubi&lt;br /&gt;para te levar ao concerto&lt;br /&gt;que havia no rivoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era só a ti que eu mais queria&lt;br /&gt;ao meu lado no concerto nesse dia&lt;br /&gt;juntos no escuro de mão dada a ouvir&lt;br /&gt;aquela música maluca sempre a subir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas tu não ficaste nem meia-hora&lt;br /&gt;não fizeste um esforço para gostar e foste embora&lt;br /&gt;contigo aprendi uma grande lição&lt;br /&gt;não se ama alguém que não ouve a mesma canção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Refrão)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi nesse dia que percebi&lt;br /&gt;nada mais por nós havia a fazer&lt;br /&gt;a minha paixão por ti era um lume&lt;br /&gt;que não tinha mais lenha por onde arder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Carlos Tê / Rui Veloso&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/19908178-115059742822376976?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/115059742822376976/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=115059742822376976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115059742822376976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/115059742822376976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/06/77-paixo.html' title='77. PAIXÃO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114959833897379621</id><published>2006-06-07T17:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:59:37.458Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>76. EU E TU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/Amo_te.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/Amo_te.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O teu coração junto do meu&lt;br /&gt;Com braços entrelaçados&lt;br /&gt;O meu olhar dentro do teu&lt;br /&gt;Com traços repousados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu e Tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um suspiro de amor&lt;br /&gt;Uma brisa de arrepiar&lt;br /&gt;Um papiro sonhador&lt;br /&gt;Uma frase a levitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu e Tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha mão sobre a tua&lt;br /&gt;Caminhamos para além do ser&lt;br /&gt;A minha imaginação nua&lt;br /&gt;Caminhamos para além do crer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu e Tu&lt;br /&gt;Tu e Eu&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escrito no dia 29 de Maio de 2006, 00:15&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/19908178-114959833897379621?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114959833897379621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114959833897379621&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114959833897379621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114959833897379621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/06/76-eu-e-tu.html' title='76. EU E TU'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114944479983977164</id><published>2006-06-04T19:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:29:14.756Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagem e Sentimento'/><title type='text'>75. SINTO-ME ASSIM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/75.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114944479983977164?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114944479983977164/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114944479983977164&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114944479983977164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114944479983977164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/06/75-sinto-me-assim_114944479983977164.html' title='75. SINTO-ME ASSIM...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114876021978326635</id><published>2006-05-27T20:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.627Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>74. DE ÉVORA PARA O MUNDO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/74.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cm-evora.pt/seleccao/" target="_blank"&gt;Selecção Nacional em Évora&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/74.3.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- De 20 de Maio a 31 de Maio -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/74.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/74.1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.queima.aaue.pt/index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Queima das Fitas 2006 é na Universidade de Évora....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; - De 20 Maio a 28 de Maio -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/74.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cm-evora.pt/Noticias_Destaques/Results_noticias_noticias_destaques.asp?mnuRow=972" target="_blank"&gt;6ª Edição da Feira do Livro de Évora&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- De 26 Maio a 4 de Junho -&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/19908178-114876021978326635?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114876021978326635/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114876021978326635&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114876021978326635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114876021978326635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/05/74-de-vora-para-o-mundo.html' title='74. DE ÉVORA PARA O MUNDO...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114832815727878835</id><published>2006-05-22T20:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:41:52.619Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desporto'/><title type='text'>73. PORTUGAL, SELECÇÃO, FUTEBOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/73.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114832815727878835?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114832815727878835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114832815727878835&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114832815727878835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114832815727878835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/05/73-portugal-seleco-futebol.html' title='73. PORTUGAL, SELECÇÃO, FUTEBOL'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114773321405284905</id><published>2006-05-15T23:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:59:37.459Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>72. SORRISO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/72.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/72.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.headless.org/images/mirror1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Reflexo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O meu sorriso é o reflexo vindo de ti..." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Escrito a 28 de Abril de 2006&lt;/span&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/19908178-114773321405284905?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114773321405284905/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114773321405284905&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114773321405284905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114773321405284905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/05/72-sorriso.html' title='72. SORRISO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114772836876157945</id><published>2006-05-15T22:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.628Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>71. "COW PARADE"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/71.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/71.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/71.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oh meus amigos, não havia necessidade..." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vejam esta e todas as outras vacas que vagueiam por Lisboa em &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://votacowparade.sapo.pt/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cow Parade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/19908178-114772836876157945?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114772836876157945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114772836876157945&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114772836876157945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114772836876157945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/05/71-cow-parade.html' title='71. &quot;COW PARADE&quot;'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114740783463465661</id><published>2006-05-12T08:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:44:44.336Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fim de Semana'/><title type='text'>70. DESEJO-VOS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/70.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/70.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114740783463465661?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114740783463465661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114740783463465661&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114740783463465661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114740783463465661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/05/70-desejo-vos.html' title='70. DESEJO-VOS...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114736845264311681</id><published>2006-05-11T18:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:59:37.460Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>69. DESEJO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/69.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/69.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pimentacomchocolate.blogger.com.br/morangos%20mulher.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Morango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perdido em vendaval&lt;br /&gt;No mundo em solidão&lt;br /&gt;À espero do teu sinal&lt;br /&gt;Ao encontro da paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Quero amar&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir&lt;br /&gt;Quero sonhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um corpo desejo&lt;br /&gt;Um mimo de amor&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo ensejo&lt;br /&gt;Um sentir com ardor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Quero amar&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir&lt;br /&gt;Quero sonhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escrito a 11 de Maio de 2006, 18:00 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114736845264311681?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114736845264311681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114736845264311681&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114736845264311681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114736845264311681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/05/69-desejo.html' title='69. DESEJO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114717499958894373</id><published>2006-05-09T12:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:59:37.461Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>68. AMBIENTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/68.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cyberxaparro.no.sapo.pt/image/ecoponto1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Ecoponto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;SABES QUAL O TEMPO MÉDIO DE DECOMPOSIÇÃO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jornais&lt;/strong&gt; - de 2 a 6 semanas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Embalagens de Papel&lt;/strong&gt; – de 3 a 6 meses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fósforos e pontas de cigarros&lt;/strong&gt; – 2 anos &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pastilhas&lt;/strong&gt; – 5 anos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nylon&lt;/strong&gt; – 30 anos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tampas de Garrafas&lt;/strong&gt; – 150 anos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Latas de alumínio&lt;/strong&gt; – de 200 a 500 anos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plásticos&lt;/strong&gt; – 450 anos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fralda Descartável&lt;/strong&gt; – 450 anos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vidro&lt;/strong&gt; – 1.000.000 de anos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Estes dados dão que pensar... temos proteger o nosso planeta e dar-lhe um futuro melhor... vamos pensar mais no próximo...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"NATUREZA"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Homem nasce&lt;br /&gt;A Natureza cresce&lt;br /&gt;O Homem cresce&lt;br /&gt;A Natureza envelhece&lt;br /&gt;O Homem é adulto&lt;br /&gt;E a Natureza morre…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Escrito ente 1997-2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114717499958894373?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114717499958894373/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114717499958894373&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114717499958894373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114717499958894373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/05/68-ambiente.html' title='68. AMBIENTE'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114676651575098499</id><published>2006-05-05T17:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:55:01.171Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fim de Semana'/><title type='text'>67. SUGESTÃO DE FIM-DE-SEMANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/67.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bancoalimentar.pt/static/img/maosPIQ.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Banco Alimentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BANCO ALIMENTAR CONTRA A FOME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nos dias 6 e 7 de Maio próximos, os Bancos Alimentares Contra a Fome levam a cabo uma nova campanha de recolha de alimentos em 573 estabelecimentos comerciais localizados nas zonas de Aveiro, Abrantes, Coimbra, Cova da Beira, &lt;strong&gt;Évora&lt;/strong&gt;, Leiria-Fátima, Lisboa, Porto, Setúbal e S. Miguel e, pela primeira vez, nas Caldas da Rainha⁄Óbidos."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Saiba mais em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bancoalimentar.pt/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;http://www.bancoalimentar.pt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A campanha deste fim-de-semana mobilizará cerca de 12 mil voluntários...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um bom fim-de-semana para todos vós...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEJA SOLIDÁRIO... UM PEQUENO GESTO PARA UM SORRISO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114676651575098499?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114676651575098499/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114676651575098499&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114676651575098499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114676651575098499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/05/67-sugesto-de-fim-de-semana.html' title='67. SUGESTÃO DE FIM-DE-SEMANA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114676957720370684</id><published>2006-05-04T19:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:59:37.461Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>66. NOITE NA NOITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/66.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/66.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://katysecretplace.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/fantasy354.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Sedução&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esta noite vou ser pássaro,&lt;br /&gt;Vou voar todo o teu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;Minhas asas são de aço,&lt;br /&gt;Tua pele de ferro e fogo.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso,&lt;br /&gt;Vem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noite vou ser vento&lt;br /&gt;E pousar no teu cabelo,&lt;br /&gt;Vou ser mais que o pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Tu a força do segredo.&lt;br /&gt;Esta noite vai ser tua,&lt;br /&gt;Faz o que tens a fazer,&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma noite na rua&lt;br /&gt;Mais loucura que prazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei para onde vou&lt;br /&gt;Quando não estás,&lt;br /&gt;E as paredes que me prendem,&lt;br /&gt;Que me impedem de ir longe demais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma noite na noite&lt;br /&gt;É mais um sonho perdido,&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma noite na noite&lt;br /&gt;Menos um dia contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma noite na noite&lt;br /&gt;É mais um sonho perdido,&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma noite na noite&lt;br /&gt;E mais um corpo vazio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noite vou ser barco&lt;br /&gt;Naufragar nas tuas mãos,&lt;br /&gt;Minhas velas são os braços&lt;br /&gt;Com que te prendo no chão.&lt;br /&gt;Esta noite vai ser tua&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me o que tens para me dar,&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma noite na rua&lt;br /&gt;Uma vida para inventar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei para onde vou&lt;br /&gt;Quando não estás,&lt;br /&gt;E as paredes que me prendem&lt;br /&gt;Que me impedem de ir longe demais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refrão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veste a minha pele&lt;br /&gt;Dança comigo no chão,&lt;br /&gt;Entre o teu corpo e o meu&lt;br /&gt;Perdeu-se o tempo da razão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Refrão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escrito por Pedro Abrunhosa&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/19908178-114676957720370684?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114676957720370684/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114676957720370684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114676957720370684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114676957720370684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/05/66-noite-na-noite.html' title='66. NOITE NA NOITE'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114668048242540632</id><published>2006-05-03T18:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.628Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>65. PIRILAMPO MÁGICO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/65.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/65.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fenacerci.pt/images/home_piri_06.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Pirilampo Mágico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoje, dia 03 de Maio de 2006, deu-se a Sessão de Abertura da Campanha do Pirilampo Magico 2006 pelas 17h00 no Salão Nobre da Câmara Municipal de Lisboa, nos Paços do Concelho, em Lisboa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendo a presença do alto patrocínio da Dr.ª Maria Cavaco Silva e também com, de entre outras figuras ilustres, a Secretária de Estado Adjunta e da Reabilitação Dr.ª Idália Moniz e do Presidente da Câmara Municipal de Lisboa Dr. António Carmona Rodrigues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A Pirilampo Mágico e todos os mentores desta campanha estão de parabéns fazem o seu 20.º aniversário de 6 a 8 de Maio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas afinal o quem está por detrás do Pirilampo Mágico?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Fenacerci, Federação Nacional das Cooperativas de Solidariedade Social, é a estrutura representativa das cooperativas deste sector e tem por missão fundamental promover a criação de condições que pela via do reforço das organizações associadas, defendam os interesses e direitos das pessoas com deficiência mental e suas famílias. (...)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saiba mais em:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fenacerci.pt/Canal0_pirilampo/Pirilampo2006.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Campanha Pirilampo Mágico 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEJA SOLIDÁRIO... UM PEQUENO GESTO PARA UM SORRISO&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/19908178-114668048242540632?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114668048242540632/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114668048242540632&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114668048242540632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114668048242540632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/05/65-pirilampo-mgico.html' title='65. PIRILAMPO MÁGICO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114662963054239452</id><published>2006-05-03T08:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:04:22.733Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>64. APRENDER A SER FELIZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/64.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mariahs.no.sapo.pt/maos.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andar, nesta estrada,&lt;br /&gt;Por caminhos incertos,&lt;br /&gt;Tão longe e tão perto do que eu quero ser,&lt;br /&gt;Cantar, uma balada,&lt;br /&gt;De sonhos despertos,&lt;br /&gt;De braços abertos para te conhecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas na verdade estou aqui p'ra te sentir,&lt;br /&gt;Para te ver a sorrir;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refrão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou aprender a ser feliz,&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que eu vou ser ninguém me diz&lt;br /&gt;A guitarra que só toca por amor,&lt;br /&gt;Não acalma o desejo, nem a dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem vês, companheira,&lt;br /&gt;Eu parto sozinho, percorro o caminho ás vezes sem querer&lt;br /&gt;Talvez, também queira,&lt;br /&gt;Cantar-te sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Dar-te o meu carinho e tudo esquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas na verdade estou aqui p'ra te sentir,&lt;br /&gt;Para te ver a sorrir;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Refrão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escrito por Miguel Gameiro/António Vilas-Boas (Pólo Norte)&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/19908178-114662963054239452?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114662963054239452/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114662963054239452&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114662963054239452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114662963054239452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/05/64-aprender-ser-feliz.html' title='64. APRENDER A SER FELIZ'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114656334887218793</id><published>2006-05-02T10:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.629Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>63. AMOR...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/63.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/63.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/0f/Bouguereau_venus_detail.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Afrodite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vénus, ou Vênus, é a deusa do panteão (ou panteon) romano, equivalente a Afrodite, no panteão grego. É a deusa do Amor e da Beleza. O seu nome vem acompanhado, por vezes, por epítetos como "Citereia" já que, aquando do seu nascimento, teria passado por Citera, onde era adorada sob este nome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mito de seu nascimento conta-se que surgiu de dentro de uma concha de madrepérola, tendo sido gerada pelas espumas (afros, em grego). Em outra versão é filha de Júpiter e Dione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umas das divindades mais veneradas entre os antigos, sobretudo na cidade de Pafos, onde seu templo era admirável. Tinha um olhar vago e cultuava-se o zanago dos seus olhos, como ideal da beleza feminina. Possuía um carro puxado por cisnes. Vênus, como muitos outros deuses mitológicos não possui qualquer adorador, mas estão demasiadamente agregadas ao bom gosto e requinte para serem esquecidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Vénus possui muitas formas de representação artistica, desde a clássica (greco-romana) até ás modernas, passando pela renascentista. É de uma anatomia divinal, daí considerada pelos antigos gregos e romanos como a deusa do erotismo, da beleza e do amor."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Texto retirado da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vénus_(mitologia)" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&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/19908178-114656334887218793?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114656334887218793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114656334887218793&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114656334887218793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114656334887218793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/05/63-amor.html' title='63. AMOR...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114615703697205774</id><published>2006-04-27T17:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.629Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>62. UM DIA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/62.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/62.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hoje deixo-vos com um dos locais que há muito ambiciono visitar, a cidade chama-se Bad Kreuznach na Alemanha. A cidade é distrito e pertence ao estado Rheinland-Pfalz (em português Renânia-Palatinado) é um dos 16 estados (Länder) da Alemanha, situado no sudoeste do país. A capital é Mainz. Os seus limites são os Estados da Renânia do Norte-Vestfália a norte, Hessen a leste e Baden-Württemberg asudeste; os departamentos franceses do Bas-Rhin e do Moselle a sul, o Land do Sarre a sudoeste, Luxemburgo a oeste, e a província belga de Liège a noroeste.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/62.2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="133" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/200/62.2.png" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Imagem:Flag_of_Rhineland-Palatinate.svg" target="_blank"&gt;Bandeira oficial do estado Rheinland-Pfalz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/62.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas porquê esta cidade com nome estranho?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A resposta é muito simples, foi a cidade que viu nascer e desde os meus 6 anos de idade que nunca mais lá regressei... sinto a necessidade de lá voltar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114615703697205774?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114615703697205774/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114615703697205774&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114615703697205774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114615703697205774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/04/62-um-dia.html' title='62. UM DIA...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114607642566256940</id><published>2006-04-26T19:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.630Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>61. BEIJO COM SIGNIFICADO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/61.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/61.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://outrapartedemim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/beijo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Significado dos beijos:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beijo na mão - Adoro-te!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beijo na bochecha - Eu só quero ser um amigo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beijo no pescoço - Quero-te!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beijo nos Lábios - Amo-te!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beijo nas orelhas - Eu só estou a fazer jogo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beijo em qualquer outro lugar- Não nos vamos deixar levar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Olhar nos olhos - Beija-me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Brincar com o teu cabelo - Não posso viver sem ti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mãos na cintura - Amo-te demais para te deixar ir embora!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114607642566256940?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114607642566256940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114607642566256940&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114607642566256940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114607642566256940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/04/61-beijo-com-significado.html' title='61. BEIJO COM SIGNIFICADO...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114597865822212464</id><published>2006-04-25T16:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.631Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas Comemorativas'/><title type='text'>60. FLOR COM SIGNIFICADO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/60.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/60.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Significado das Rosas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As rosas assumem significados diversos de acordo com as cores que suas pétalas apresentam. Mas a roseira é uma planta tão emblemática, que até mesmo suas folhas tem um significado especial: esperança. Uma coroa de rosas, por sua vez, significa recompensa ou virtude, enquanto um ramo de rosas desabrochadas quer dizer gratidão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/60.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rosa Branca -&lt;/strong&gt; As brancas assumem vários sentidos, como os de inocência e pureza, reverência e humildade ou de segredo e silêncio. Também significam que quem está a oferecê-las está tentando dizer: "sou digno de ti" ou "tu és celestial".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diz-me qual a tua flor favorita...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESTA ROSA É PARA TI...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114597865822212464?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114597865822212464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114597865822212464&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114597865822212464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114597865822212464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/04/60-flor-com-significado.html' title='60. FLOR COM SIGNIFICADO...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114592691120604041</id><published>2006-04-25T01:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T02:01:53.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>59. REVOLUÇÃO DOS CRAVOS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/59.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hoje é o primeiro dia do resto da tua vida..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sérgio Godinho&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/19908178-114592691120604041?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114592691120604041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114592691120604041&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114592691120604041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114592691120604041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/04/59-revoluo-dos-cravos.html' title='59. REVOLUÇÃO DOS CRAVOS...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114575716154581291</id><published>2006-04-23T00:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:04:22.734Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia e Música'/><title type='text'>58. POESIA &amp; FADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/58.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/58.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gimcracker.com/archives/Gerberas-Back.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gerberas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/Gerberas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje deixo-vos um poema do fado "Guitarra Triste", que o descobri através da fadista Kátia Guerreiro. Dedico-o a ti...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém consegue&lt;br /&gt;Por mais forte que seja&lt;br /&gt;Alcançar o que deseja&lt;br /&gt;Seja qual for a ambição&lt;br /&gt;Se não tiver&lt;br /&gt;Dando forma ao seu valor&lt;br /&gt;Uma promessa d'amor&lt;br /&gt;Que alimente uma ilusão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refrão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma mulher&lt;br /&gt;É como uma guitarra&lt;br /&gt;Não é qualquer&lt;br /&gt;Que a abraça e faz vibrar&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem souber&lt;br /&gt;O modo como a agarra&lt;br /&gt;Prende-lhe a alma&lt;br /&gt;Nas mãos que a sabem tocar&lt;br /&gt;Por tal razão&lt;br /&gt;Se engana facilmente&lt;br /&gt;Um coração&lt;br /&gt;Que queria ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Guitarra triste&lt;br /&gt;Que busca um confidente&lt;br /&gt;Nas mãos de quem não sente&lt;br /&gt;O pranto que ela diz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Que não peça à própria vida&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade merecida&lt;br /&gt;Por quem um dia nasceu&lt;br /&gt;E de tal forma&lt;br /&gt;A vida sabe mentir&lt;br /&gt;Que a gente chega a sentir&lt;br /&gt;O Bem que ela não nos deu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letra:&lt;/strong&gt; Álvaro Duarte Simões • &lt;strong&gt;Música:&lt;/strong&gt; Álvaro Duarte Simões &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114575716154581291?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114575716154581291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114575716154581291&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114575716154581291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114575716154581291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/04/58-poesia-fado.html' title='58. POESIA &amp; FADO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114576169482984008</id><published>2006-04-22T23:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:59:37.462Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>57. "LISTA DE PREFERÊNCIAS" - BERTOLT BRECHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto dispoível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/02/Bertolt_Brecht.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Bertolt Brecht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Rita Inácio do blog &lt;a href="http://memorandu.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;"memorandu"&lt;/a&gt; lançou um desafio ao meu blog REFLEUXS de PEDRO NOBRE... Realizar uma nova versão do poema "Lista de Preferências" de &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bertolt_Brecht" target="_blank"&gt;Bertolt Brecht&lt;/a&gt;, deixando as palavras a negrito..., sendo assim aqui vai: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alegrias,&lt;/strong&gt; sentidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dores,&lt;/strong&gt; concisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Casos,&lt;/strong&gt; legíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conselhos,&lt;/strong&gt; sensíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meninas,&lt;/strong&gt; a perdição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mulheres,&lt;/strong&gt; com paixão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orgasmos,&lt;/strong&gt; sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ódios,&lt;/strong&gt; tingidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Domicílios,&lt;/strong&gt; nosso lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adeuses,&lt;/strong&gt; a chorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artes,&lt;/strong&gt; num momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Professores,&lt;/strong&gt; o ensinamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prazeres,&lt;/strong&gt; de amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Projectos,&lt;/strong&gt; de sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inimigos,&lt;/strong&gt; a prescindir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amigos,&lt;/strong&gt; a sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cores,&lt;/strong&gt; quentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meses,&lt;/strong&gt; inconscientes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elementos,&lt;/strong&gt; o do sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Divindades,&lt;/strong&gt; um rol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vidas,&lt;/strong&gt; com fado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mortes,&lt;/strong&gt; em crucificado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escrito por Pedro Nobre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanço o desafio de re-escrever este poema aos blogues: &lt;a href="http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Cantinho do Poeta&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pontoj.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Ponto Jota&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pensamentosdojoao.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pensamentos do João&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://flanarfalares.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Falares&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soltem a vossa veia poética... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lista De Preferências (Original)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alegrias, as desmedidas.&lt;br /&gt;Dores, as não curtidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casos, os inconcebíveis.&lt;br /&gt;Conselhos, os inexequíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meninas, as veras.&lt;br /&gt;Mulheres, insinceras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orgasmos, os múltiplos.&lt;br /&gt;Ódios, os mútuos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domicílios, os passageiros.&lt;br /&gt;Adeuses, os bem ligeiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artes, as não rentáveis.&lt;br /&gt;Professores, os enterráveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prazeres, os transparentes.&lt;br /&gt;Projetos, os contingentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inimigos, os delicados.&lt;br /&gt;Amigos, os estouvados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cores, o rubro.&lt;br /&gt;Meses, outubro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elementos, os fogos.&lt;br /&gt;Divindades, o logos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vidas, as espontâneas.&lt;br /&gt;Mortes, as instantâneas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Escrito por por Bertolt Brecht&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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/19908178-114576169482984008?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114576169482984008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114576169482984008&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114576169482984008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114576169482984008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/04/57-lista-de-preferncias-bertolt-brecht.html' title='57. &quot;LISTA DE PREFERÊNCIAS&quot; - BERTOLT BRECHT'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114537912097882818</id><published>2006-04-18T17:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:59:37.463Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>56. UM NASCER...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/56.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/56.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://semeando_sonhos.weblogger.terra.com.br/img/abracos_e_abracos_3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Abraços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deitado sobre a cama&lt;br /&gt;O sol já tinha nascido&lt;br /&gt;Silhueta aproxima-se&lt;br /&gt;Um olhar fixo&lt;br /&gt;Deitou-se ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Abraçamo-nos&lt;br /&gt;Entre carinhos e mimos&lt;br /&gt;Nos excitamos&lt;br /&gt;A temperatura subiu&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo escapou-se para cima do seu&lt;br /&gt;Beijos pelo corpo&lt;br /&gt;Mãos que se perdem&lt;br /&gt;Amor que apodera a alma&lt;br /&gt;Gemidos soltos&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo roubado&lt;br /&gt;Um acelerar do coração&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Por fim&lt;br /&gt;Um adormecer nos braços...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114537912097882818?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114537912097882818/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114537912097882818&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114537912097882818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114537912097882818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/04/56-um-nascer.html' title='56. UM NASCER...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114442766764154303</id><published>2006-04-07T17:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:16:35.161Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas Comemorativas'/><title type='text'>55. FÉRIAS DA PÁSCOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/55.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/55.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisevora.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/borboleta.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Borboleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olá a todos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegou as férias da Páscoa, é tempo de descanso bloguista... irei estar ausente mas também só será uma semana nem vão sentir a minha falta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devem estar a questionar-se porquê deixar-vos uma borboleta. A resposta é muito simples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma borboleta é sinónimo de vida... e como estamos na semana da quaresma é essa a mensagem que vos quero transmitir, esperança, amor e muita fé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma santa PÁSCOA,&lt;br /&gt;Pedro Nobre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114442766764154303?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114442766764154303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114442766764154303&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114442766764154303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114442766764154303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/04/55-frias-da-pscoa.html' title='55. FÉRIAS DA PÁSCOA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114416147986297854</id><published>2006-04-04T14:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:59:37.464Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexus de Pedro Nobre'/><title type='text'>54. FADO DA NOITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="209" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/54.0.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto Disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.attambur.com/Imagens/Banco5/Fado_Singer_Web.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Fado da Noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Quadro "Fado Azul" de Márcio Melo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À noite canto o fado&lt;br /&gt;Com alma e sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Meu sorriso rasgado&lt;br /&gt;Escondo o meu sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voz que Deus me deu&lt;br /&gt;Alegra a minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Da dor que morreu&lt;br /&gt;Ao cantar para a minha gente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma guitarra a tocar&lt;br /&gt;Cada nota em sintonia&lt;br /&gt;Com a minha voz a soltar&lt;br /&gt;Formando esta melodia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma noite a cantar&lt;br /&gt;O destino da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Que eu quero amar&lt;br /&gt;Até à minha despedida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escrito por Pedro Nobre nas ruas de Évora, 04/04/2006 – 06:00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTA:&lt;/strong&gt; Este poema é dedicado à minha grande amiga fadista Rita Inácio, pela sua grande voz e talento por dignificar o nosso país com esta nobre arte como é o Fado. A ela e todos os fadistas um muito obrigado... &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/19908178-114416147986297854?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114416147986297854/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114416147986297854&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114416147986297854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114416147986297854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/04/54-fado-da-noite.html' title='54. FADO DA NOITE'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114411717682156876</id><published>2006-04-04T00:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.631Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>53. FADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt; Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinturaportuguesa.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/malhoa3g.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Fado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;O Fado é um estilo musical português. Geralmente é cantado por uma só pessoa (fadista) e acompanhado por viola e guitarra portuguesa. Os temas mais cantados no fado são a saudade, a nostalgia, o ciúme ou as pequenas histórias do quotidiano dos bairros típicos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A palavra fado vem do latim fatum, ou seja, "destino". De origem obscura, terá surgido provavelmente na primeira metade do século XIX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actualmente a explicação mais aceite, pelo que diz respeito ao fado de Lisboa, é de que este teria origem nos cânticos dos Mouros, que permaneceram no bairro da Mouraria, na cidade de Lisboa após a reconquista Cristã. A dolência e a melancolia daqueles cantos, que é tão comum no Fado, estaria na base dessa explicação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há ainda quem aponte na sua génese uma síntese de géneros musicais, devido a abundante presença de outros povos em Portugal, e á altura de grande popularidade em Lisboa, como por exemplo o lundum e a modinha.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;____________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Referência Bibliográfica:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; Wikipedia - A Enciclopedia Livre. Fado - Wikipédia [em linha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;Disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fado" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114411717682156876?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114411717682156876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114411717682156876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114411717682156876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114411717682156876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/04/53-fado.html' title='53. FADO'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114407579760686796</id><published>2006-04-03T15:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.632Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>52. UM PENSAMENTO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://anamar.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/maos%201.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Pensamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Adoro-te pelo que és, não pelo que fazes nem pelo que tens, pois toda a gente pode fazer o que tu fazes e ter o que tens, mas como tu ninguém pode ser."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor desconhecido&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/19908178-114407579760686796?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114407579760686796/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114407579760686796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114407579760686796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114407579760686796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/04/52-um-pensamento.html' title='52. UM PENSAMENTO...'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114394127123126610</id><published>2006-04-02T02:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:37:59.632Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>51. UM BLOG, UMA VELA POR KAROL WOJTYLA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/jp2_splash2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Foto disponível no URL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ewtn.com/holyland2000/jp2_splash2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Juan Pablo II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caros amigos, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Domingo, à hora exacta da morte de João Paulo II - 21:37 locais (20:37 de Lisboa) -, o seu sucessor, Bento XVI, assomará à janela do seu gabinete, sobre a Praça de São Pedro, no Vaticano, e recitará as orações do rosário em memória do sumo pontífice falecido."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in Agência LUSA, 2006-03-31 14:58:34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando forem 20:37 em Portugal e em Évora, espero que todos vocês acendam uma vela junto da janela em homenagem ao santo Papa João Paulo II... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19908178-114394127123126610?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114394127123126610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114394127123126610&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114394127123126610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114394127123126610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/04/51-um-blog-uma-vela-por-karol-wojtyla.html' title='51. UM BLOG, UMA VELA POR KAROL WOJTYLA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19908178.post-114391796667066915</id><published>2006-04-01T14:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:55:01.173Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fim de Semana'/><title type='text'>50. SUGESTÕES DE FIM-DE-SEMANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caros amigos,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hoje, dia &lt;b&gt;01 de Abril de 2006&lt;/b&gt;, Dia da Mentira (saiba mais com a Wikipedia), espero que já tenham dito algumas mentiras para manter a tradição. Para a noite tenho duas sugestões:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="151" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/200/guitara.0.jpg" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- A primeira é mais uma noite de fados com a nossa amiga &lt;a href="http://memorandu.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Rita Inácio&lt;/a&gt;, desta vez na Sociedade Artística Tramagalense (saiba mais na &lt;a href="http://portal.cm-abrantes.pt/?lop=conteudo&amp;op=fc490ca45c00b1249bbe3554a4fdf6fb&amp;amp;id=4671aeaf49c792689533b00664a5c3ef" target="_blank"&gt;Agenda Cultural&lt;/a&gt;) em Tramagal (concelho de Abrantes) pelas 22 horas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="88" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/320/04092101.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- A segunda é o jogo de futebol que colocará frente a frente Belenenses vs S.L. Benfica no estádio do Restelo (21h15, com transmissão em directo na TVI);&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1198/1032/400/papa.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Amanhã, dia &lt;b&gt;02 de Abril de 2006&lt;/b&gt;, comemora-se o primeiro aniversário do falecimento do Papa João Paulo II (Karol Wojtyla).Se és crente junta-te à onda solidária e amanhã vamos todos acender uma vela à janela, ou numa varanda, no quintal... em sua memória...Para quem tem blogs, dicidi iniciar uma nova corrente que tem como nome “Um Blog, Uma Vela por Karol Wojtyla”, para isso basta colocares este slogan como título e no corpo do post colocar a foto da corrente, uma vela e algo alusivo ao santo papa (fotos, mensagens...). Amanhã é um dia fé e devoção para com João Paulo II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;«A Palavra de Deus é digna em todos vossos esforços. Abraçá-la em toda sua pureza e integridade, e difundi-la com o exemplo e a pregação, é uma grande missão. Esta é vossa missão hoje, amanhã e pelo resto de vossas vidas»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pensamento de João Paulo II&lt;/em&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/19908178-114391796667066915?l=reflexuspn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/feeds/114391796667066915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19908178&amp;postID=114391796667066915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114391796667066915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19908178/posts/default/114391796667066915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflexuspn.blogspot.com/2006/04/50-sugestes-de-fim-de-semana.html' title='50. SUGESTÕES DE FIM-DE-SEMANA'/><author><name>Pedro Nobre</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/_gRuuWmK6TW8/SH-yYLcDsNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-EAuEAVSbtw/S220/Aniversario_1_006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
