<?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-16646479</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:51:45.894+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Filosofia do Cão "</title><subtitle type='html'>"Ninguém ama ninguém , Todos amam tão somente a ideia que têm de alguém , E essa ideia é minha!" 

"Fernando Pessoa"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-6310326873120562865</id><published>2009-12-13T04:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-13T05:07:31.057Z</updated><title type='text'>Noites!</title><content type='html'>Quase 5h da manha, ando por aqui a escrever, após uma madrugada sem dormir como outras que tenho tido ultimamente.&lt;br /&gt;De um lado tenho a guitarra em que estive a tocar algo que ando a compor, do outro a máquina fotográfica com as fotos de hoje para descarregar e ao fundo a televisão em que nada de interessante passa a esta hora.&lt;br /&gt;Mas no meio disto tudo surgem recordações, pequenos ou grandes gestos que fizemos pelos quais nem sempre somos recompensados pela vida, e interrogamos se vale  a pena ser bom num mundo tão mau e frio como o que vivemos. No entanto também de nada serve olharmos para trás, pois o passado lá ficou e devemos guardar o que foi bom, e tirar algo positivo do que de mau passámos, há sempre uma lição, uma moral a aprender, isso completa-nos ao longo do tempo, depois usamos essas lições bem ou mal depende de cada um e do juízo que cada um fez do que passou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de pensar que há ainda muito de bom neste mundo, e há, pois não faria sentido uma vida sem bondade, sem dar e receber, mas há que ter cuidado pois há coisas que vêm do nada e nos tentam derrubar, seja através de intrigas, falsidades, invenções e há que estar atento a sinais, pois é uma forma de nos preparar-mos para o que vem, não evita o sofrimento mas adianta o processo de recuperação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral disto tudo que a esta hora escrevi, é simples, vivam, tirem o melhor de cada momento, mas lembrem-se que nem tudo vale a pena, nem sempre o sumo que obtemos vale o espremer da fruta, será que me fiz entender? Espero que sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" O CÃO " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-6310326873120562865?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/6310326873120562865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=6310326873120562865' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/6310326873120562865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/6310326873120562865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2009/12/quase-5h-da-manha-ando-por-aqui.html' title='Noites!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-6993890244285957919</id><published>2009-09-23T22:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:39:25.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Despertar!</title><content type='html'>Dois anos, quase dois anos sem escrever, já tinha saudades, no entanto agora tenho motivação para o voltar a fazer.&lt;br /&gt;Olhando ao que mudou na minha vida nestes quase dois anos, posso dizer que estou feliz, como nunca estive antes, e é um bom sentimento este que sinto, ainda bem que assim é, pois é algo como o que tenho e sinto que faz falta no mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Quando comecei este blog há cerca de 4 anos, não imaginava o que a vida me guardava, tão pouco o que eu seria, após várias "rasteiras" da vida, algo de bom bateu á porta, o verdadeiro sentido de amor e de vida, e agarrei-o com todas as minhas forças; lutei e luto para que esta felicidade eterna que se instalou em mim (e em ti) que se instale em todos aqueles que me são importantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sou mais e maior, pois hoje não sou apenas um, já não tenho apenas um coração, já não tenho apenas a minha vida, esta encontra-se preenchida em toda a sua extensão por este sentimento e pela vida daquela que amo, e este é o verdadeiro sentido da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontém celebrei o meu 22º aniversário, não dei uma festa, não estive como todos os meus amigos, isso seria impossivel, mas foi um dia feliz, um dia em que me senti bem, um dia em que acordei e vi que estou completo; na vida terei muitas recordações concerteza, mas tu serás sempre a primeira e a mais brilhante, obrigada, e sim tenho que agradecer, pois deste uma nova luz á minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"O Cão" @ Ken Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-6993890244285957919?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/6993890244285957919/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=6993890244285957919' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/6993890244285957919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/6993890244285957919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2009/09/dois-anos-quase-dois-anos-sem-escrever.html' title='Despertar!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-3936462196370744296</id><published>2007-12-13T04:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-13T04:14:18.533Z</updated><title type='text'>Porquê?</title><content type='html'>Porquê complicar o que é simples?&lt;br /&gt;Já reparam que nós temos sempre que complicar tudo?&lt;br /&gt;Não é estúpido?&lt;br /&gt;É...É muito... As coisas são simples, acontecem ou não, sim ou não, nunca o talvez, nunca um não sei.&lt;br /&gt;O que quer dizer um não sei??..&lt;br /&gt;O que é um talvez??..&lt;br /&gt;Uma esperança, uma ilusão, uma imagem que temos de algo na cabeça?&lt;br /&gt;Qual o porquê todos nós não sermos directos? Não é mais fácil? Pode doer, mas é o correcto, e é o caminho a seguir, sem mediocridades, intrigas, nem falsos testemunhos.&lt;br /&gt;Dizer a verdade, de como as coisas são, de viver a vida como ela é... É isso q temos que fazer, não de complicar com histórias de coisas que não podemos provar, ou coisas sem lógica absolutamente nenhuma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porquê?&lt;br /&gt;Porquê?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não compliquem... Vivam pelo prazer, vivam a vida, aproveitem o que ela vos dá.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-3936462196370744296?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/3936462196370744296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=3936462196370744296' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/3936462196370744296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/3936462196370744296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2007/12/porqu-complicar-o-que-simples-j-reparam.html' title='Porquê?'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-147610670756073852</id><published>2007-12-13T04:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-13T04:15:07.010Z</updated><title type='text'>Dor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Doi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-147610670756073852?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/147610670756073852/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=147610670756073852' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/147610670756073852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/147610670756073852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2007/12/dor.html' title='Dor.'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-6664518820764963523</id><published>2007-12-12T03:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-12T03:46:00.454Z</updated><title type='text'>Razão</title><content type='html'>Saí, saí sem pensar, saí para meditar, pensar na vida. Intensão, intensão apenas uma, ser feliz. Liberdade para chegar mais alto, onde poucos irão. Vontade, vontade não falta, e força, que sempre me acompanha, a tua, onde quer que vá. Imagina agora, o que poderá ser, imagina o que pode acontecer. Agora lê, lê com atenção, a vida é só uma, e amor, amor nem sempre é razão.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-6664518820764963523?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/6664518820764963523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=6664518820764963523' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/6664518820764963523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/6664518820764963523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2007/12/razo.html' title='Razão'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-3983308964814443061</id><published>2007-12-12T03:31:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-12T03:37:41.565Z</updated><title type='text'>Hoje!</title><content type='html'>Hoje é o dia em que volto a escrever, o dia em que volto a ser eu. O CÃO, o cão que vive, sonha, chora, sorri. O cão que olha para o futuro, nunca esquecendo de onde veio, tentando fazer o mais certo, que nem sempre é o mais certo, vivendo uma vida sem medos, sem medo de sair, lutar, gritar, sem medo de ser feliz, de tentar, de arriscar, porque daí algo bom pode vir.&lt;br /&gt;Sou um cão destemido, ciente das suas capacidades, dos seus limites, mas com certeza que consegue ir longe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é o dia, em que vou ser feliz, o dia em que vou partilhar, que vou dar tudo, e vou gritar pelos quatro cantos do mundo, eu estou aqui!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-3983308964814443061?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/3983308964814443061/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=3983308964814443061' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/3983308964814443061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/3983308964814443061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2007/12/hoje-o-dia-em-que-volto-escrever-o-dia.html' title='Hoje!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-1776735889636768424</id><published>2007-03-11T19:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-11T19:46:05.625Z</updated><title type='text'>A vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gOt3dFGBoQU/RfRbP1qXclI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3yRf0NWVS4M/s1600-h/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040754210595369554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gOt3dFGBoQU/RfRbP1qXclI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3yRf0NWVS4M/s320/32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez escrevo, mais uma vez me perco na imensidão das palavras, sem saber que caminhos piso, sinto-me só, preso, entre o presente, o passado e o quero para o meu futuro. Olho para quem passo, vejo as suas caras, por vezes tristes, outras felizes, cansadas, mas muitas delas com um ar carregado, de quem está apenas a respirar e a passar ao lado da vida. Rotinas, pessoas sem chama de vida, é o que mais vêmos e nada fazemos para mudar isso. Mas porque não fazer algo que gostamos? Porque não quebrar a rotina, deixar a vida nos invadir de alegria e mostrar que todos temos algo em nós, há tanto para ver, tanto para fazer, a vida só que "tu" sejas feliz. Caminhar, olhar, descobrir, viver, ser feliz, cada um á sua maneira, mas sem medo de o ser, viver sem olhar para trás para o que podia ter sido.&lt;br /&gt;Há que ser feliz, é esse o nosso objectivo.. O caminho para lá chegar-mos só nós o podemos deslindar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"O CÃO"&lt;/span&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/16646479-1776735889636768424?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/1776735889636768424/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=1776735889636768424' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/1776735889636768424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/1776735889636768424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2007/03/vida.html' title='A vida'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gOt3dFGBoQU/RfRbP1qXclI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3yRf0NWVS4M/s72-c/32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-3299123976554607388</id><published>2007-03-09T09:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-09T13:04:33.824Z</updated><title type='text'>Forget the pain and the sorrows!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gOt3dFGBoQU/RfEqqFqXckI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6ckln-LWvW8/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039856360567042626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gOt3dFGBoQU/RfEqqFqXckI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6ckln-LWvW8/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking to myself i see so many mistakes, but this time i cannot escape, i have to face them because everywhere i go they'll go with me, and i'm sick of them.&lt;br /&gt;Can i go back??&lt;br /&gt;No, offcourse not, but i've always heard that everyone deserves and second chance, but not me, i'm the one who always had to hang on to my last breath.&lt;br /&gt;But this is life and i've done great things..&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to do better day by day and i will, they can take everything, but not my soul, my breath, my love for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all mine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"O CÃO"&lt;/span&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/16646479-3299123976554607388?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/3299123976554607388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=3299123976554607388' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/3299123976554607388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/3299123976554607388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2007/03/forget-pain-and-sorrows.html' title='Forget the pain and the sorrows!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gOt3dFGBoQU/RfEqqFqXckI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6ckln-LWvW8/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-325261311219843581</id><published>2007-03-09T09:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-09T13:05:39.764Z</updated><title type='text'>Pequenas coisas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gOt3dFGBoQU/RfEm11qXcjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nuF8R598yQo/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039852164383994418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gOt3dFGBoQU/RfEm11qXcjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nuF8R598yQo/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por vezes temos vontade de partir, vontade de tentar fazer algo diferente, ver a vida de outro prisma, mudar.&lt;br /&gt;Optamos, mudamos, aprendemos e crescemos, mas por vezes há pequenas coisas que precisamos, coisas que tinhamos noutro sitio, noutra vida que agora não temos. Sentimos falta de acordar, ver rostos que para nós são eternos, sentimos falta de pequenas coisas como o sorriso dessas pessoas pela manhã, saudades dos costumes, saudades talvez até de coisas que achava-mos banais e agora sentimos falta de tudo isso e nada do que venha-mos a fazer preencherá o vazio por essas coisas deixado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"O CÃO"&lt;/span&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/16646479-325261311219843581?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/325261311219843581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=325261311219843581' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/325261311219843581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/325261311219843581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2007/03/pequenas-coisas.html' title='Pequenas coisas!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gOt3dFGBoQU/RfEm11qXcjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nuF8R598yQo/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-115783814260620111</id><published>2006-09-09T22:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T22:43:14.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade!</title><content type='html'>O que é a felicidade?&lt;br /&gt;Algo que construímos ou nos proporcionam?&lt;br /&gt;será um pouco dos dois?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a felicidade é bem mais que isto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*é partilhar os melhores momentos com as pessoas que nos&lt;br /&gt;fazem sentir bem.&lt;br /&gt;*é sentir que somos amados por alguém.&lt;br /&gt;*é viver aproveitando até ao fim.&lt;br /&gt;*é ter excelentes amigos e verdadeiros.&lt;br /&gt;*é saber que temos alguém com quem sempre contar.&lt;br /&gt;*é ter coragem de enfrentar os dias bons ou maus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas acima de tudo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é viver bem comigo mesmo, sentir que sou mais completo com tudo isto,&lt;br /&gt;sentir que sou alguém, que fiz algo que alguém se recorda,&lt;br /&gt;eu recordarei para sempre os bons momentos que já vivi,&lt;br /&gt;as pessoas com quem partilhei esses momentos,&lt;br /&gt;porque já fizemos algo, estamos mais unidos que nunca&lt;br /&gt;e seremos assim até ao fim, porque a nossa amizade fala mais alto que tudo o resto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto-me feliz, e vocês?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O CÃO"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-115783814260620111?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/115783814260620111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=115783814260620111' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/115783814260620111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/115783814260620111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2006/09/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-114753615845252699</id><published>2006-05-13T16:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T17:02:38.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't think straight&lt;br /&gt;I'm changing&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the boy i used to be&lt;br /&gt;Always kind and generous&lt;br /&gt;Always with a smile to everyone&lt;br /&gt;That sweeteness i've had is vanishing from me&lt;br /&gt;Now i have some anger inside me&lt;br /&gt;Can't say why&lt;br /&gt;But i'm tired to be gentle to everyone&lt;br /&gt;When sometimes nobody cares about me&lt;br /&gt;Tired of always understanding everyone&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me aside&lt;br /&gt;Who's looking for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-114753615845252699?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/114753615845252699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=114753615845252699' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114753615845252699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114753615845252699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2006/05/changes.html' title='Changes?!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-114677963313834990</id><published>2006-05-04T22:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T22:53:53.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Awake and Dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The dawn is breaking&lt;br /&gt;A light shining through&lt;br /&gt;You're barely waking&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tangled up in you&lt;br /&gt;I'm open, you're closed&lt;br /&gt;Where I follow, you'll go&lt;br /&gt;I worry i won't see your face&lt;br /&gt;Light up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;br /&gt;I somehow find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-114677963313834990?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/114677963313834990/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=114677963313834990' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114677963313834990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114677963313834990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2006/05/awake-and-dreaming.html' title='Awake and Dreaming'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-114677871930867841</id><published>2006-05-04T22:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T22:44:06.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know i've been mistaken&lt;br /&gt;I don't seem to be awaken&lt;br /&gt;But just give me a break&lt;br /&gt;See the changes that i've made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some imperfections&lt;br /&gt;But i've realised that i can correct them&lt;br /&gt;And make my own path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find a way&lt;br /&gt;I'll find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;Even if you choose to walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to bleed for you&lt;br /&gt;I needed fulfillment&lt;br /&gt;I found what I need in you&lt;br /&gt;What i've never found in no one else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life&lt;br /&gt;It's not what is was before&lt;br /&gt;This are my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Somebody shake me 'cause i must be sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This are my words&lt;br /&gt;That i've never said before&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm doing okay&lt;br /&gt;And this is the smile&lt;br /&gt;That i've never shown before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In vain&lt;br /&gt;All the times&lt;br /&gt;That i thought that i could do it&lt;br /&gt;That i was good&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm just trying to hang on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm on the outside....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O CÃO"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-114677871930867841?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/114677871930867841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=114677871930867841' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114677871930867841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114677871930867841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2006/05/thinking.html' title='Thinking...'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-114665869781746762</id><published>2006-05-03T13:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T13:21:08.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't mean to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;I now that my words are strong and cold&lt;br /&gt;But i had to write those things&lt;br /&gt;Even though they could tear you apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say if i'm right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;That question i leave it to you&lt;br /&gt;So you can think&lt;br /&gt;and awnser me later&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling bad and a bit sad&lt;br /&gt;About all of this&lt;br /&gt;I am everything i've said i was&lt;br /&gt;I gave my face and said what was inside&lt;br /&gt;Even knowing that you could turn your back at me&lt;br /&gt;You didn't and you listened what i've had to say&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to lay down a bit and think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O CÃO"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-114665869781746762?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/114665869781746762/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=114665869781746762' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114665869781746762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114665869781746762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-happened.html' title='What happened?'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-114661314029609433</id><published>2006-05-03T00:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:48:50.310+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Can't change this feeling&lt;br /&gt;I'm way out of touch&lt;br /&gt;Can't change this meaning&lt;br /&gt;Well it means too much&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so lonely&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't be the only one misunderstood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cause I remind myself of somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hiding behind my fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fears that i felt that night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was insecure but i felt something strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now i can't make things right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wish i could turn back the hands of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think that i knew what i wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now i can't do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Somehow things will end up fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At least for one of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you're the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That nobody can change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess you're the only one&lt;/span&gt; l&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eft standing&lt;br /&gt;When everything else goes down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i've catched your breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But hit a wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did you felt the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Can you get it back again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You refuse to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anything at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You refuse to slip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And refuse to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You can't be weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cause if you were weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wouldn't hit that wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Can you see me up here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Would you bring me back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cause i've been living to see my fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As they fall to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fears now lead me to pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pain that i can't seem to avoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Avoiding could be a mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made too many by now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O CÃO"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-114661314029609433?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/114661314029609433/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=114661314029609433' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114661314029609433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114661314029609433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2006/05/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-114643223151589270</id><published>2006-04-30T22:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:51:35.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/ken6666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/ken6666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="EVERYTHING"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find me here and speak to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want to feel you&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear you&lt;br /&gt;you are the light&lt;br /&gt;that's leading me&lt;br /&gt;to the place&lt;br /&gt;where I find peace again&lt;br /&gt;you are the strength&lt;br /&gt;that keeps me walking&lt;br /&gt;you are the hope&lt;br /&gt;that keeps me trusting&lt;br /&gt;you are the life to my soul&lt;br /&gt;you are my purpose&lt;br /&gt;you're everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;how can stand here with you&lt;br /&gt;and not be moved by you&lt;br /&gt;would you tell me&lt;br /&gt;how could it be any better than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt; - quoted by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"O CÃO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-114643223151589270?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/114643223151589270/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=114643223151589270' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114643223151589270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114643223151589270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is.html' title='This is...'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-114315744908026674</id><published>2006-03-23T23:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-23T23:48:44.603Z</updated><title type='text'>Disturbed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To stand on the edge of the knife&lt;br /&gt;Cutting through the nightmare from which&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot awaken&lt;br /&gt;Stand on the edge of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living inside a moment&lt;br /&gt;From which I will never awaken&lt;br /&gt;Stand on the brink of my own demise&lt;br /&gt;Fallen again for another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who told you that i want to awake?&lt;br /&gt;Who told you that i don't like to be in here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at what you’ve done to me&lt;br /&gt;You’ve become my enemy&lt;br /&gt;Poisoning the world for me&lt;br /&gt;Take away my everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weakened as I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still think that i'm sleeping or dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;Or it was you that was asleep?&lt;br /&gt;I'ts you who's dreaming and you just cannot awake for your own life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here so i can't be sleeping&lt;br /&gt;So i'm right and you're...&lt;br /&gt;You're what? I don't even know! Neither do you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" O CÃO "&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/16646479-114315744908026674?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/114315744908026674/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=114315744908026674' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114315744908026674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114315744908026674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2006/03/disturbed.html' title='Disturbed'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-114315600993265417</id><published>2006-03-23T23:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:52:59.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Morte!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/morte.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/200/morte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;A morte também faz parte da vida, mas como término desta tal como a conhecemos, sendo o nosso ultimo suspiro algo de imprevisivel e impossivel de explicar o que acontece depois.&lt;br /&gt;Haverá vida para além da morte ou a vida é apenas isto? Será que nos devemos conter agora durante a nossa vida tal como as religiões dizem para depois ter uma vida eterna num dito "paraíso"?&lt;br /&gt;Não querendo criticar ninguém, mas já o fazendo, acho que devemos viver a nossa vida tal como queremos, sem medo daquilo que ouvimos, já que tambem o que ouvimos sobre esse dito "paraíso" acho que não tem piada nenhuma e o interesse da vida são as coisas boas que esta tem.&lt;br /&gt;São os momentos com quem gostamos, as experiências que temos, sexo ( também faz parte das coisas boas da vida), viajens, noitadas, ficar pedrado e muitas outras coisas. Qual será a piada da vida eterna sem estas coisas?&lt;br /&gt;Posso estar a surpreender alguém com este texto, mas também não fiquem a pensar mal deste Cão que apenas quer viver e aproveitar as coisas boas da vida. Então porque é que alguns de nós têm medo de viver, nós não vamos a mais lado nenhum e temos que aproveitar é agora, visto que o resto não foi provado, nem julgo que será nos próximos séculos mas isso não me interessa porque já cá não estarei, por isso é preciso viver, viver ate áquele último suspiro que venha de dentro de nós, porque até lá há vida para viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-114315600993265417?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/114315600993265417/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=114315600993265417' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114315600993265417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/114315600993265417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2006/03/morte.html' title='A Morte!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113762410442567649</id><published>2006-01-18T22:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:49:18.923Z</updated><title type='text'>Ser ou não ser...Poder ou não poder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN1039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/DSCN1039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes há quem nos julgue sem nos conhecer, como realmente somos, apenas preocupando-se com a aparência exterior.&lt;br /&gt;Quando damos por nós somos, criticados sem razão nenhuma, ficamos sem saber o que pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Será que fizemos algo de mal, que leve os outros a pensar mal de nós? Ou apenas preocupam-se com o que vêem, passando por cima de tudo o que é qualidades e sentimentos?&lt;br /&gt;Será que devemos fazer algo que impeça de nos julgar-mos uns aos outros sem nos conhecer-mos?&lt;br /&gt;Há coisas dificeis de aceitar que muitas vezes vão contra os nossos principios e moralidades, mas será que por estar-mos num mundo livre isso nos dá o direito de nos espezinhar-mos?&lt;br /&gt;Talvez sim, talvez não...Por vezes quando as coisas acontecem aos outros, temos a tendência de pensar que só aos outros que essas coisas acontecem e sorrimos disso. Mais tarde o pior bate-nos á porta, é a nossa vez de sofrer, aí não gozamos e já não achamos piada.&lt;br /&gt;Será que o que nos acontece já está escrito? Será que é justo? Posso ou não escrever o meu própio caminho, os meus próprios sonhos? Ou melhor, será que tenho capacidade para concretizar os meus sonhos, ou eles nunca passarão disso? De sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;Muitos desejam para a sua vida coisas materiais, dinheiro, fama...&lt;br /&gt;Eu desejo tempo, tempo para viver, para errar, sorrir e chorar, para me concretizar, claro que quanto mais tempo tiver melhor. Desejo um pouco de tudo, mas essencialmente tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Será que pensar assim me faz ser egoísta ou realista por saber e ser aquilo que quero?&lt;br /&gt;Quanto tempo resta? Quais os nossos limites? Os nossos sonhos, são apenas sonhos ou uma segunda vida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-113762410442567649?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113762410442567649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113762410442567649' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113762410442567649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113762410442567649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2006/01/ser-ou-no-serpoder-ou-no-poder.html' title='Ser ou não ser...Poder ou não poder...'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113715795822423040</id><published>2006-01-13T13:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-01-13T13:12:38.236Z</updated><title type='text'>How far can i go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN1063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/DSCN1063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-113715795822423040?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113715795822423040/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113715795822423040' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113715795822423040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113715795822423040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-far-can-i-go_13.html' title='How far can i go?'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113680741428934801</id><published>2006-01-09T11:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-09T11:54:50.740Z</updated><title type='text'>Go with the flow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/cexhib2006-01-01%20052849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/cexhib2006-01-01%20052849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let the music take control of your body, of your soul...&lt;br /&gt;Never stop chillin'...&lt;br /&gt;Take the best out of this life...&lt;br /&gt;Forget the world and live the moment...&lt;br /&gt;Music always sets you free...&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short and we'll have to take 110% out of this life...&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-113680741428934801?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113680741428934801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113680741428934801' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113680741428934801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113680741428934801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2006/01/go-with-flow.html' title='Go with the flow...'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113657498573731203</id><published>2006-01-06T19:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-06T19:16:25.753Z</updated><title type='text'>Take a look...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/cexhib-2005_02_23-15-hotel-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/cexhib-2005_02_23-15-hotel-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foto:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;João Da Silva&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-113657498573731203?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113657498573731203/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113657498573731203' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113657498573731203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113657498573731203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2006/01/take-look.html' title='Take a look...'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113602733602509147</id><published>2005-12-31T10:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-31T11:08:56.096Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FELIZ 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/span&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/16646479-113602733602509147?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113602733602509147/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113602733602509147' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113602733602509147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113602733602509147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/feliz-2006-happy-2006-o-co.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113526638536199957</id><published>2005-12-22T15:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-22T15:53:00.516Z</updated><title type='text'>Take Me Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN1116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="30" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/DSCN1116.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time all I want is you&lt;br /&gt;There is no one else&lt;br /&gt;Who can take your place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time you burned me with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You see past all the lies&lt;br /&gt;You take it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´ve seen it all&lt;br /&gt;And it´s never enough&lt;br /&gt;It keeps leaving me needing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me away&lt;br /&gt;I´ve got nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;Just take me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-113526638536199957?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113526638536199957/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113526638536199957' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113526638536199957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113526638536199957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/take-me-away.html' title='Take Me Away'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113519282778980625</id><published>2005-12-21T19:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-21T19:30:58.366Z</updated><title type='text'>Um olhar sobre Paris...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/cexhib2005-12-20%20140014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris...&lt;br /&gt;A cidade luz...&lt;br /&gt;Parece cinzenta, vazia e sombría...&lt;br /&gt;Esta é apenas uma forma de a ver, mas não serão todas assim quando estamos tristes?&lt;br /&gt;Há algo que nos move, algo que nos prende e algo que nos faz sentir tristes ou alegres...&lt;br /&gt;Não será o facto de tudo ser imprevisivél que nos faz ficar nesses estados?&lt;br /&gt;Estados de fúria ou felicidade, incontrolados da nossa parte, que nos movem e controlam por mais que lutemos.&lt;br /&gt;Será que vale apena lutar contra eles, ou deixar a vida seguir do modo em que esta foi destinada?&lt;br /&gt;Somos nós que fazemos a nossa vida ou alguem já a ditou?&lt;br /&gt;Não acredito no destino, acredito sim, que todos nós fazemos o nosso destino, preparamos o nosso futuro, por vezes cavamos a nossa própria cova e nela descansamos, pensando que fizemos tudo bem.&lt;br /&gt;Será que verdade isso? Será que fizemos tudo bem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foto : João Da Silva&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-113519282778980625?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113519282778980625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113519282778980625' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113519282778980625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113519282778980625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/um-olhar-sobre-paris.html' title='Um olhar sobre Paris...'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113511989794588873</id><published>2005-12-20T22:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-20T23:04:57.970Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN6518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/DSCN6518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criticar ás vezes é fácil, mas será que os que criticam são capazes de melhor?&lt;br /&gt;Serão eles capazes de não cometer os mesmos erros, as mesmas asneiras que todos os dias, todos nós fazemos.&lt;br /&gt;Estamos aqui todos para aprender e não para julgar-mos que sabemos mais que os outros ou que somos superiores por sermos diferentes em alguns pontos...&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes não temos corajem e a dignidade suficiente para enfrentar as coisas como elas são, por vezes duras e cruéis, mas por mais duras e cruéis que estas sejam, há sempre uma maneira de ultrapassá-la.&lt;br /&gt;Se abrir-mos os olhos e olhar-mos em redor com os olhos bem abertos veremos os erros mais estúpidos que todos cometemos todos os dias e que alguns deles são impossiveis de evitar pois nem todos temos a mesma visão das coisas...Para mim pode estar bem, para vocês não...Tal como este texto, para mim pode dizer muito, a voces pode não dizer nada.&lt;br /&gt;Criticar??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-113511989794588873?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113511989794588873/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113511989794588873' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113511989794588873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113511989794588873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/criticar-s-vezes-fcil-mas-ser-que-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113501290057603739</id><published>2005-12-19T17:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-19T17:21:40.576Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Perdido?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/6949/1585/400/DSCN6586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/em&gt;&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/16646479-113501290057603739?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113501290057603739/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113501290057603739' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113501290057603739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113501290057603739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/perdido-o-co.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113501262243495113</id><published>2005-12-19T17:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-19T17:18:31.393Z</updated><title type='text'>Turbilhão da Vida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN7535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/DSCN7535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como sabemos a vida dá muitas voltas, muitas que nem queremos dar, mas que são necessárias para o nosso amadurecimento enquanto humanos.&lt;br /&gt;A vida é uma espiral de surpresas nunca sabemos o que nos vai acontecer aseguir...&lt;br /&gt;Será que controlamos a nossa vida a 100%?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-113501262243495113?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113501262243495113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113501262243495113' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113501262243495113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113501262243495113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/turbilho-da-vida.html' title='Turbilhão da Vida...'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113474112879859941</id><published>2005-12-16T13:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-16T13:52:56.550Z</updated><title type='text'>A noite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN1165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/DSCN1165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" Há uma voz de sempre que chama por mim,&lt;br /&gt;para que eu lembre que a noite tem fim. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                            &lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/16646479-113474112879859941?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113474112879859941/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113474112879859941' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113474112879859941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113474112879859941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/noite.html' title='A noite...'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113474083668489121</id><published>2005-12-16T13:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-21T19:38:18.716Z</updated><title type='text'>Amor?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN5904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/DSCN5904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando se ama , Nunca desistimos...&lt;br /&gt;Havemos sempre de alcançar quem ama-mos!!!&lt;br /&gt;Há várias formas de amar, amar engloba muitas coisas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/span&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/16646479-113474083668489121?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113474083668489121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113474083668489121' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113474083668489121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113474083668489121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/amor.html' title='Amor?!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113460644912531541</id><published>2005-12-15T00:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:27:29.136Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN3458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/DSCN3458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ninguém ama ninguém , Todos amam tão somente a ideia que têm de alguém , E essa ideia é minha!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                           &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Fernando Pessoa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O CÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-113460644912531541?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113460644912531541/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113460644912531541' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113460644912531541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113460644912531541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/ningum-ama-ningum-todos-amam-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113449568332314853</id><published>2005-12-13T17:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-13T17:42:48.426Z</updated><title type='text'>Um Olhar perfeito...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/olho27dh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/olho27dh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...UM OLHAR É TUDO O QUE BASTA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-113449568332314853?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113449568332314853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113449568332314853' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113449568332314853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113449568332314853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/um-olhar-perfeito.html' title='Um Olhar perfeito...'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113441546492914470</id><published>2005-12-12T19:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-12T19:25:29.126Z</updated><title type='text'>Qual o caminho a seguir?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN6590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/DSCN6590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                            ...Cada um decide o que é melhor, por onde e quando ir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" O CÃO "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-113441546492914470?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113441546492914470/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113441546492914470' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113441546492914470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113441546492914470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/qual-o-caminho-seguir.html' title='Qual o caminho a seguir?'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113441508287472621</id><published>2005-12-12T18:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:39:25.088Z</updated><title type='text'>Reflexão Humana</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/2004_04_10_01DSCN9842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/2004_04_10_01DSCN9842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias interrogamo-nos sobre qual o papel da nossa existência, a nossa origem e as questões que nos envolvem e perturbam.&lt;br /&gt;São estas questões que nos levarão a uma melhor reflexão sobre nós próprios.&lt;br /&gt;Tais questões não são as únicas com que nos deparamos ao longo da vida, pois também temos a necessidade de compreender a essência do mundo, o chamado cosmos e a sua origem.&lt;br /&gt;Racionalmente, o homem pergunta, se possui alma, qual a sua natureza, se esta é eterna, e mesmo se precisa reflectir sobre estas questões.&lt;br /&gt;Todos temos a necessidade de acreditar que não estamos sós e de que algum modo todos somos guiados ao longo da nossa vida, questionando se Deus existe e se é possivel comprovar a sua existência. Todavia ao longo da nossa vida acontecem coisas que, por vezes, nos levam a pensar " Nele" e se "Ele" está connosco.&lt;br /&gt;O homem para perceber estas questões tem que ir á raiz das mesmas e aos seus fundamentos, tentando perceber a lógica e , por outro lado a ciência de tudo o que nos rodeia.&lt;br /&gt;Interroga-se de onde e como surgem as ideias, interroga-se sobre o modo de distinguir o que é certo ou errado e ainda, se a ciência é infalível nas suas respostas.&lt;br /&gt;A capacidade de decidir quando agir e como agir é natural do homem e este tem de distinguir se está a fazer bem ou mal quando decide fazê-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Eticamente, o homem é livre, mas, por vezes, não o é na sociedade em que vive por causa dos seus costumes e da sua religião sendo descriminado por isso, e mesmo pelo facto de outros se sentirem superiores a pessoas que são simplesmente diferentes no modo de viver, que têm outra maneira de ver o que é certo ou errado e outro modo de ver o belo e apreciar a sua beleza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" O CÃO "&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/16646479-113441508287472621?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113441508287472621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113441508287472621' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113441508287472621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113441508287472621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/12/reflexo-humana.html' title='Reflexão Humana'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113127956833196851</id><published>2005-11-06T00:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-13T17:35:49.886Z</updated><title type='text'>O outro lado da moeda está enferrujado!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O outro lado da moeda está enferrujado...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/2.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/2.0.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/1.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/4.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="208" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/3.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="217" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/8.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/6.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="214" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/17.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ATÉ QUANDO?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-113127956833196851?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113127956833196851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113127956833196851' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113127956833196851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113127956833196851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/11/o-outro-lado-da-moeda-est-enferrujado.html' title='O outro lado da moeda está enferrujado!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-113045200395972586</id><published>2005-10-27T23:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T23:26:43.960+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Que mais posso dizer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN8130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/DSCN8130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;SE TODOS FOSSEM ASSIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-113045200395972586?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/113045200395972586/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=113045200395972586' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113045200395972586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/113045200395972586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/10/que-mais-posso-dizer.html' title='Que mais posso dizer?'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112914447865989284</id><published>2005-10-12T20:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T20:14:38.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That's the way i should say!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/love%20by%20gerardmad%20designs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/love%20by%20gerardmad%20designs1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; O CÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-112914447865989284?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112914447865989284/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112914447865989284' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112914447865989284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112914447865989284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/10/thats-way-i-should-say.html' title='That&apos;s the way i should say!!!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112802643622094825</id><published>2005-09-29T21:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T21:40:36.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" KATRINA "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/pic00335.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/pic00335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/pic00335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/pic00335.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressionante e ao mesmo tempo destruídor!!!&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/16646479-112802643622094825?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112802643622094825/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112802643622094825' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112802643622094825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112802643622094825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina.html' title='&quot; KATRINA &quot;'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112751115825226336</id><published>2005-09-23T22:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T22:32:38.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema do dia!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;A carta que nunca te escrevi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não quero ver-me assim&lt;br /&gt;Na triste e solidão&lt;br /&gt;Condeno-me dia após dia&lt;br /&gt;Com esta dor no coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria dizer-te cara a cara&lt;br /&gt;O amor que sinto por ti&lt;br /&gt;É como fogo que arde&lt;br /&gt;Numa chama sem fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por te amar te entregaria a minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Entregaria-me do principio até ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Aceitaria esta batalha&lt;br /&gt;Só por um pouco de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro a tua caixa de segredos&lt;br /&gt;Adoro como sorris&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de estar a teu lado&lt;br /&gt;Porque assim fico feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já não como&lt;br /&gt;Já não durmo&lt;br /&gt;Só ao teu lado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;É que tenho bom rumo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;O CÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-112751115825226336?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112751115825226336/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112751115825226336' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112751115825226336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112751115825226336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/poema-do-dia_23.html' title='Poema do dia!!!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112739851375214503</id><published>2005-09-22T15:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T15:15:13.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nevoeiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN10121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/DSCN1012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN1012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que se esconde por trás do nevoeiro é o que todos nós queremos saber.&lt;br /&gt;Isso agora deixo á escolha de cada um de vós, são os vossos planos e ambições que estão lá, á espera que os alcancem!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; O CÃO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-112739851375214503?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112739851375214503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112739851375214503' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112739851375214503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112739851375214503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/nevoeiro.html' title='Nevoeiro'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112739800187619894</id><published>2005-09-22T15:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T15:07:31.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema do dia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Despedida &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN1139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/DSCN1139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na calma do escuro&lt;br /&gt;Há uma voz que me condena&lt;br /&gt;A dor que sinto&lt;br /&gt;Diz que ainda vale apena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cai a noite e fico só&lt;br /&gt;Aqui sentado a escrever&lt;br /&gt;Já não sei por onde vou&lt;br /&gt;Um dia talvez venha a saber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está a chegar a hora&lt;br /&gt;De deixar correr a vida&lt;br /&gt;Deixar o passado lá trás&lt;br /&gt;E preparar a partida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o amanhã vier&lt;br /&gt;Talvez me vá esconder&lt;br /&gt;E quando a noite quiser&lt;br /&gt;Volto a aparecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;O CÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-112739800187619894?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112739800187619894/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112739800187619894' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112739800187619894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112739800187619894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/poema-do-dia.html' title='Poema do dia!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112739754512205420</id><published>2005-09-22T14:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T14:59:05.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Há 18 anos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/ken4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/200/ken4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz hoje 18 anos nasceu um ser humano que se está a completar dia após dia, um ser humano teimoso, carinhoso, atencioso, amigo de seu amigo, com quem todos podem contar!&lt;br /&gt;Em pequeno era traquinas, mas todos nós o fomos, estuda informática, não fuma e só bebe de vez em quando com os amigos (coisa pouca :P), já cometeu alguns erros mas não se arrepende deles mesmo sabendo que os podia ter evitado, mas apesar de tudo e todas as rasteiras que a vida lhe tem pregado ele conseguiu-se levantar e ser a pessoa que é.&lt;br /&gt;Quem o conhece bem, sabe que ele é divertido, que se preocupa com os seus amigos que estão lá dentro, mais do que consigo própio, há quem diga que ele é muito atencioso aos outros por vezes até demais, mas ele é assim e todos já estão habituados á sua forma de ser e lidar com os outros, está sempre pronto a ajudar.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas coisas que tem passado na sua vida envolvendo terceiros não têm sido fáceis de ultrapassar mas o tempo cura tudo menos uma alma perdida.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje olha para trás e vê como 18 anos passam depressa e há que aproveitar cada segundo, porque a vida somos nós que a fazemos e não devemos esperar que caia do céu, nós construímos os nossos projectos, as nossas ambições e desejos para um futuro melhor e é isso que desejo para todos, um futuro melhor que o presente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;O CÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-112739754512205420?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112739754512205420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112739754512205420' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112739754512205420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112739754512205420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/h-18-anos.html' title='Há 18 anos!'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112671939093463555</id><published>2005-09-14T18:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T19:01:37.083+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bush VS Moore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/Fahrenheit911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/Fahrenheit911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O filme Fahrenheit 9/11, de Michael Moore, fez história ao se tornar o documentário de maior sucesso de público no Mundo. O documentário facturou mais de 100 milhões de dólares só nos EUA, ou seja, aquele gordo de olho de criança que apavora os políticos e da alta sociedade americana, agora também é rico.&lt;br /&gt;Moore possui dinheiro para financiar os seus projectos, que têm como norma perturbar o sistema americano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai ser o fim de muito boa gente.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este tema é caso para inserir um pouco da "Filosofia do Cão", cujo filósofo é o cão como não haveria deixar de ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Contra o efeito de serra plante árvores, no &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;moore bushes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; !!&lt;br /&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/6949/1585/400/000084001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que eles continuem a ser bons amigos e a conviverem um com o outro em paz e harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também espero &lt;em&gt;Moore&lt;/em&gt; business about &lt;em&gt;Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;O CÃO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-112671939093463555?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112671939093463555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112671939093463555' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112671939093463555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112671939093463555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/bush-vs-moore.html' title='Bush VS Moore'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112671153856176420</id><published>2005-09-14T16:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T16:27:59.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>É favor não estacio--------------nar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN6729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/DSCN6729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para quê comentar!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-112671153856176420?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112671153856176420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112671153856176420' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112671153856176420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112671153856176420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/favor-no-estacio-nar.html' title='É favor não estacio--------------nar'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112671131768874029</id><published>2005-09-14T16:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T16:21:57.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Será Preciso dizer mais???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/DSCN3495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/400/DSCN3495.jpg" border="0" /&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/16646479-112671131768874029?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112671131768874029/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112671131768874029' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112671131768874029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112671131768874029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/ser-preciso-dizer-mais.html' title='Será Preciso dizer mais???'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112671072880522627</id><published>2005-09-14T16:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T16:15:57.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Estará ele de volta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/lance_discoverylaunch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/lance_discoverylaunch1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tour não é a única corrida do mundo, diz heptacampeão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vuelta e Giro no horizonte de Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance Armstrong não põe de parte a hipótese de vir a correr a Volta à Itália e a Volta à Espanha no próximo ano. Depois de ter declarado que ponderava participar em mais uma Volta à França "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;só para irritar os franceses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;", o retirado heptacampeão do Tour afirmou ontem, no México, onde deu uma conferência, que apesar de essa ser "a maior corrida do mundo não é a única".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in O PÚBLICO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como minha opinião pessoal gostava de voltar a ver Lance Armstrong em cima de uma bicicleta novamente.&lt;br /&gt;Vi 6 das 7 vitórias dele na volta a França, por isso posso afirmar que é o melhor ciclista que vi correr e demonstra uma grande força de vontade por ter ultrapassado as barreiras que a vida lhe colocou.&lt;br /&gt;Só penso que as outras equipas não ficarão contentes com o seu regresso porque provavelmente não o iram conseguir bater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ken Gerard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/16646479-112671072880522627?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112671072880522627/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112671072880522627' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112671072880522627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112671072880522627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/estar-ele-de-volta.html' title='Estará ele de volta?'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112671002054827857</id><published>2005-09-14T16:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T16:00:20.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lance Armstrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/Lance_Armstrong_156706k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/Lance_Armstrong_156706k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="textoTitulo02" href="http://podium.publico.pt/shownews.asp?id=1232470&amp;idCanal=1031"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doping: UCI sem provas contra Armstrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A União Ciclista Internacional (UCI) anunciou ontem que “é, neste momento, incapaz de expressar qualquer opinião” sobre a acusação de que Lance Armstrong se dopou durante a Volta à França de 1999, quando conquistou a primeira de sete vitórias consecutivas na prova, “visto não possuir informação suficiente”. Em comunicado, o organismo criticou ainda o comportamento da Agência Mundial Antidopagem (AMA), do laboratório antidoping francês e do jornal "L´Équipe".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reanálise das amostras armazenadas das edições de 1998 e 1999 da Volta à França foi realizada pelo Laboratório Francês de Despistagem da Dopagem (LNDD) no âmbito de uma pesquisa científica, previsivelmente com garantias de confidencialidade. As análises fora feitas às amostras B – as que serviriam de contra-análise caso as amostras A, analisadas naqueles dois anos, fossem positivas – e levaram à detecção de eritropoietina (EPO) em 40 amostras recolhidas no primeiro ano, quando se registou o escândalo Festina, e 12 no segundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os laboratórios antidoping trabalham apenas com amostras numeradas, mas o “L’Équipe” conseguiu obter os resultados do estudo francês e relacionar os números com os documentos armazenados na federação de ciclismo, que tinham sido assinados pelos ciclistas quando foram controlados, publicando em Agosto um artigo onde revelou que, das doze amostras positivas, seis pertenciam ao norte-americano. O jornal não indicou a propriedade das restantes amostras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comunicado, a federação de ciclismo contou que enviou cartas para a AMA e um questionário para o LNDD, encontrando-se ainda à espera de resposta a várias questões que considera importantes: quem autorizou e dirigiu esta investigação e concordou em disseminar publicamente os resultados, como foi isto feito sem o consentimento dos ciclistas, porque não foi a UCI informada, a AMA autorizou a divulgação dos resultados do estudo, entre outras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Igual a Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O comunicado da União Ciclista Internacional, que teme repercursões do caso na confiança dos atletas nos agentes antidoping e pediu um reflexão sobre possíveis sanções contra o organismos que violem os regulamentos, segue o mesmo caminho que a defesa pública feita por Armstrong. Por entre as trocas de acusações com Pound e o director do Tour, Jean-Marie Leblanc, o norte-americano declarou-se vítima de uma “cabala” e da “inveja francesa”, acusando LNDD de violar os protocolos e o código mundial antidoping, ao permitir a fuga de informação sobre dados confidenciais. O ciclista colocou também em causa a credibilidade do LNDD: “Este dopante permanece no corpo durante duas, três, quatro semanas. Eu dei 17 amostras nesse Tour e apenas seis foram positivas. Que aconteceu às outras onze?” Armstrong admitiu ainda recorrer aos tribunais, apesar de não lhe agradar a opção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://podium.publico.pt/shownews.asp?id=1232470&amp;amp;idCanal=1031"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-112671002054827857?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112671002054827857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112671002054827857' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112671002054827857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112671002054827857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/lance-armstrong.html' title='Lance Armstrong'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112670874454693631</id><published>2005-09-14T15:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T15:39:04.626+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina fez vitima Portuguesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/getimage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/getimage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mulher de 53 anos morreu presa em sua casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vítima do furacão vai ser sepultada nos EUA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Governo português já contactou a filha da portuguesa que perdeu a vida após três dias de espera por auxílio em Nova Orleães, na sequência da passagem do furacão Katrina, mas Vanessa Pereira manifestou o desejo de que a sua mãe seja sepultada nos EUA.&lt;br /&gt;O porta-voz do Ministério dos Negócios Estrangeiros, António Carneiro Jacinto, adiantou à Lusa que o Governo já conseguiu contactar com Vanessa Pereira, a filha da portuguesa também residente em Nova Orleães que morreu na sequência do furacão retida na sua casa com a outra filha, de 11 anos, e com os animais de estimação da família.De acordo com Carneiro Jacinto, Vanessa Pereira "agradeceu a atenção e preocupação das autoridades portuguesas" e decidiu que o funeral da sua mãe se vai realizar nos Estados Unidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bush admite responsabilidade na lentidão do socorro às vítimas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Presidente norte-americano, George W. Bush, admitiu hoje, pela primeira vez depois da passagem do furacão "Katrina", há mais de 15 dias, pelo Sul dos Estados Unidos, ter a sua parte de responsabilidade na lentidão do socorro prestado às vítimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In O PÚBLICO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Critica pessoal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É pena acontecerem estes desastres, mas ainda pior é morrerem pessoas por falta de ajuda, que é incompreensivel no país que se diz mais evoluído do Mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Afinal não é só em Portugal que o apoio a vitimas não é o melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       &lt;em&gt;Ken Gerard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-112670874454693631?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112670874454693631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112670874454693631' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112670874454693631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112670874454693631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina-fez-vitima-portuguesa.html' title='Katrina fez vitima Portuguesa'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112661087393053174</id><published>2005-09-13T08:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T12:29:25.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Crashers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/weddingcrashers_filmes_2005_img_poster_nacional1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Wedding Crashers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;(Penetras Bons de Bico)&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/6949/1585/400/weddingcrashers_filmes_2005_img_poster_nacional2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/imgs/weddingcrashers_filmes_2005_img_poster_nacional.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gênero:&lt;/em&gt; Comédia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Duração:&lt;/em&gt; 119 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ano de Produção:&lt;/em&gt; 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estúdio:&lt;/em&gt; New Line Cinema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Direção:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=David" target="_self"&gt;David Dobkin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roteiro:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Steve" target="_self"&gt;Steve Faber&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Bob" target="_self"&gt;Bob Fisher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Produção:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Andrew" target="_self"&gt;Andrew Panay&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Peter" target="_self"&gt;Peter Abrams&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Robert" target="_self"&gt;Robert L. Levy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sinopse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen Wilson ("Sou Espião", "Bater ou Correr") e Vince Vaughn ("Psicose", "Be Cool - O Outro Nome do Jogo"), que trabalharam juntos em "Starsky &amp;amp; Hutch", voltam a dividir a cena nesta comédia.&lt;br /&gt;A dupla interpreta John Beckwith (Wilson) e Jeremy Klein (Vaughn), dois sujeitos que penetram em festas de casamento para conhecer mulheres, até o dia em John se apaixona por uma noiva. As coisas se complicam quando ele descobre que sua nova paixão é filha do Secretário do Tesouro Americano (Christopher Walken de "Prenda-me se For Capaz").&lt;br /&gt;No papel da noiva por quem o personagem de Owen Wilson se apaixona, está Rachel McAdams de "Meninas Malvadas" e "Diário de Uma Paixão".&lt;br /&gt;A direção é de David Dobkin, que já havia dirigido Wilson em "Bater ou Correr em Londres".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Elenco:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Owen" target="_self"&gt;Owen Wilson&lt;/a&gt; (John Beckwith), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Vince" target="_self"&gt;Vince Vaughn&lt;/a&gt; (Jeremy Klein), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Christopher" target="_self"&gt;Christopher Walken&lt;/a&gt; (William Cleary), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Rachel" target="_self"&gt;Rachel McAdams&lt;/a&gt; (Claire Cleary), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Isla" target="_self"&gt;Isla Fisher&lt;/a&gt; (Gloria Cleary), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Jane" target="_self"&gt;Jane Seymour&lt;/a&gt; (Kathleen Cleary), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Will" target="_self"&gt;Will Ferrell&lt;/a&gt; (Chaz), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Diora" target="_self"&gt;Diora Baird&lt;/a&gt; (Vivian), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Betsy" target="_self"&gt;Betsy Ames&lt;/a&gt; (Betty Cleary), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Camille" target="_self"&gt;Camille Anderson&lt;/a&gt; (Jennifer), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Ivana" target="_self"&gt;Ivana Bozilovic&lt;/a&gt; (Ivana), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Stephanie" target="_self"&gt;Stephanie Nevin&lt;/a&gt; (Janice), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=John" target="_self"&gt;John G. Pavelec&lt;/a&gt; (Ken Cleary), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Ned" target="_self"&gt;Ned Schmidtke&lt;/a&gt; (Frank Myers), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Steve" target="_self"&gt;Steve Carson&lt;/a&gt; (Convidado bêbado), &lt;a href="http://www.cinemacomrapadura.com.br/filmes/listarFilmes.php?nome=Summer" target="_self"&gt;Summer Altice&lt;/a&gt; (Namorada de Chaz).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;data de estreia - &lt;a title="data prevista de estreia" href="http://cinema.ptgate.pt/proximos.php"&gt;15 de setembro&lt;/a&gt; (nacional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;síte oficial&lt;a class="external" href="http://www.theweddingcrashers.com/"&gt;http://www.theweddingcrashers.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-112661087393053174?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112661087393053174/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112661087393053174' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112661087393053174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112661087393053174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/wedding-crashers.html' title='Wedding Crashers'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16646479.post-112654012678657446</id><published>2005-09-13T00:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T17:03:42.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>John Lennon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;John Lennon - "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/1600/p1.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/p1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt; The Legend "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Com a sua morte, despareceu, um dos poucos genios que viviam no mundo de hoje. John Lennon morreu aos 40 anos de idade, portanto com muito tempo ainda aberto a sua frente, mas o pouco que viveu foi o suficiente para deixar um dos mais extraordinários legados que a cultura popular moderna jamais recebeu. Não há notícia de que outro compositor, ou outro conjunto musical, tenha sido mais universal que Lennon e os Beatles, ou que tenha encantado tanta gente, durante tanto tempo, em tantos lugares, ou ainda , que tenha influenciado de maneira tão completa a epoca em que viveu. Vinte e nove anos - não um ou dois, mas vinte e nove - depois que os Beatles terem-se dissolvido em 1970, para jamais cantar ou gravar juntos de novo, suas canções, seus discos e sua imagem continuam tão actuais e presentes como se o conjunto continuasse inacto. Sem existir mais, os Beatles permanecem tão vivos como sempre - pois se tornou impossível cansar-se deles, e mais ainda esquece-los. John Lennon é a alma e cérebro desse admirável fenômeno."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O pensamento vivo de John Lennon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All we are saying is give peace a chance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As usual, there is a great woman behind every idiot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everything is clearer when you're in love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I believe in God, but not as one thing, not as an old man in the sky. I believe that what people call God is something in all of us. I believe that what Jesus and Mohammed and Buddha and all the rest said was right. It's just that the translations have gone wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus was all right, but his disciples were thick and ordinary. It's them twisting it that ruins it for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't intend to be a performing flea any more. I was the dreamweaver, but although I'll be around I don't intend to be running at 20,000 miles an hour trying to prove myself. I don't want to die at 40."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6949/1585/320/johnnew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16646479-112654012678657446?l=filosofiadocao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/feeds/112654012678657446/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16646479&amp;postID=112654012678657446' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112654012678657446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16646479/posts/default/112654012678657446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filosofiadocao.blogspot.com/2005/09/john-lennon.html' title='John Lennon'/><author><name>Ken Gerard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10746397537906965530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://inet.sitepac.pt/Cao.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
