<?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-7488670</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:29:37.356-03:00</updated><category term='fausto'/><category term='propaganda'/><category term='drummond'/><category term='desencannes'/><category term='mephistopheles'/><category term='batataria'/><category term='respira'/><category term='chico'/><category term='flor da idade'/><category term='mediocridade nessa idade'/><category term='manas'/><category term='minha amiga é bárbara'/><category term='quadrilha'/><category term='sta bárbara'/><category term='ahamkara'/><category term='poema'/><category term='buddhi'/><category term='primeiro amor da quadrilha'/><category term='farol'/><title type='text'>Blog do MANATEE</title><subtitle type='html'>Antologia básica e contemporânea 
das histórias, contos e desabafos
do "Zé" - Peixe boi brasileiro, Manattus helinhus manatee, Dennis na padoca, gordo pro alemão, &amp; a.k.a. Boto cor de rosa na Pontifícia.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-3073955758232028973</id><published>2007-11-25T22:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T22:27:23.719-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga</title><summary type='text'>"The mastery of Yoga must not be measured simplyby the ability on techniques of Yoga like asana-s and pranayamasbut by how it influences our day-to-day livinghow it enhances our relationship andhow it promotes clarency and peace of mind."                                                                                                                     TKV Deskachar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/3073955758232028973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=3073955758232028973' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3073955758232028973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3073955758232028973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/11/yoga.html' title='Yoga'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-434095034684822762</id><published>2007-11-12T17:44:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:10:36.009-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buddhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ahamkara'/><title type='text'>Buddhi Manas e Ahamkaras</title><summary type='text'>“Quem sou eu?” é, sem dúvida, a pergunta mais importante do universo humanoDe onde vim?para onde vou?O que é Deus?Na história da Humanidade o homem mergulhou intensamente na busca destas respostas.Para tanto, criaram-se inúmeras religiões, filosofias, ciências e psicologias, sempre na ânsia ancestral e atávica, de desvendar aquilo que os índios norte-americanos chamam de “O Grande Mistério”. A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/434095034684822762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=434095034684822762' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/434095034684822762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/434095034684822762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/11/buddhi-manas-e-ahamkaras.html' title='Buddhi Manas e Ahamkaras'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-3292777006080483541</id><published>2007-11-11T12:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T12:54:33.621-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Espiritualidade</title><summary type='text'>EspiritualidadeEspírito e dualidadeé dualidade o espírito?"True spirituality is not to renounce life,but to make life perfect with a Divine Perfection."The Mother/Sri AurobiondoAlcançar o divinonão é morrer e esperar um sofá de nuvensé trazer a espirituaidade e compaixãona sua vidaAGORA!:O)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/3292777006080483541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=3292777006080483541' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3292777006080483541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3292777006080483541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/11/espiritualidade.html' title='Espiritualidade'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-8301948532762409807</id><published>2007-09-18T19:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T19:57:07.189-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada</title><summary type='text'>Ouvi algumas coisas e ando pensando:    A idéia do paraíso é fruto da imagem e do capital.A idéia do inferno é o derradeiro medo. E conseqüente medo hierárquico do superior e castigo.      O conceito de céu é derradeira ganância.    Não existem verdades em qualquer tipo de religião criada pela mente humana, sempre o propósito é manipulação e controle.Ache o divino na sua vida, o que traz vida a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/8301948532762409807/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=8301948532762409807' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/8301948532762409807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/8301948532762409807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/09/nada.html' title='Nada'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-7136448558167385409</id><published>2007-09-08T20:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T20:58:55.349-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogo do Lago no Mahabharata - A Grande luz!</title><summary type='text'>À beira de um lago, Darma interroga Yudishsthira, oo último dos pândava a resistir à tentação de saciar a sede nas suas águas.Dharma diz: não beba da água que é minha. Só lhe concederei tal permissão se me responderes às perguntas:- O que é mais rápido que o vento?E Yudishsthira respondeu: O pensamento.– O que pode cobrir toda a terra?A escuridão.– Quais são mais numerosos? Os vivos ou os mortos?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/7136448558167385409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=7136448558167385409' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/7136448558167385409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/7136448558167385409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/09/dilogo-do-lago-no-mahabharata-grande.html' title='Diálogo do Lago no Mahabharata - A Grande luz!'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-6457320476646674544</id><published>2007-07-19T10:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T11:02:29.664-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Segredo</title><summary type='text'>Tais disse:Talvez, o “segredo” seja bem mais simples.Não a pseudociência, mas o mesmo mecanismo que a arte utiliza para alimentar a esperança nas pessoas. Não é por acaso que a magia é uma ilusão autocompensadora.Imaginar que é possível obter qualquer coisa num estalar de dedos, sem a ajuda de terceiros, é o sonho humano. Somos facilmente seduzíveis por promessas de um mundo impossível. A </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.digestivocultural.com/colunistas/coluna.asp?codigo=2329' title='O Segredo'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/6457320476646674544/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=6457320476646674544' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/6457320476646674544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/6457320476646674544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/07/o-segredo.html' title='O Segredo'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-1313323759947713699</id><published>2007-07-19T10:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T10:40:33.670-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O QUE é você?</title><summary type='text'>Pense todo dia,naquilo que te faz viver.O x da questãoé um y!:O)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/1313323759947713699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=1313323759947713699' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1313323759947713699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1313323759947713699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/07/o-que-voc.html' title='O QUE é você?'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-3436142853187517198</id><published>2007-07-19T10:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T10:38:42.283-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike again</title><summary type='text'>A Velhinha tá de pé novamente!Pesada mas ainda anda!Volto a usar o pedal para maioria dos meus caminhos.Que o vento esteja a favor e que o trânsito respeite.Trânsito aqui é aquele monstro, disforme, que transforma os teráqueos dentro de suas poderosas máquinas de correr, mas que não correm, porque o engarrafamento não deixa, por isso mesmo a transformação em monstro de impaciência, nervosismo e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/3436142853187517198/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=3436142853187517198' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3436142853187517198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3436142853187517198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/07/bike-again.html' title='Bike again'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-1378980173680965260</id><published>2007-07-19T10:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T10:29:57.108-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga e sua tradição</title><summary type='text'>Longe das brigas religiosas, por terra, petróleo ou poderSigo meu caminho na tradição filosófica do Yoga.Yamas e Niyamas: prescrições de condutas éticas e comportamentais como toda sociedade organizada tem, mas mais que isso - prescrições de filosofia prática, algo meio socrático e metodológico qeu datam de mais de 5ooo anos.Tenho minha "bíblia" também que é chamada de VEDAS, escritos antigos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/1378980173680965260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=1378980173680965260' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1378980173680965260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1378980173680965260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/07/yoga-e-sua-tradio.html' title='Yoga e sua tradição'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-8337666226486027912</id><published>2007-04-13T10:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T11:03:14.702-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Como a vida te vê?</title><summary type='text'>dinâmico fractalTica olhandoUma foto de Babadjiem Parivritta Trikonasanadebaixo dáguaLendo uma apostila do OmYogaKendraCom um DreamWeaver 4 Dummiesnum notebook virtual dentro de um Nivaem cima de uma maca de quiropraxiacom óleos ayurvedicos e guee na cabeceiraDentro de uma piscina do 9 de julho</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/8337666226486027912/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=8337666226486027912' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/8337666226486027912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/8337666226486027912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/04/como-vida-te-v.html' title='Como a vida te vê?'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-4983243693975375347</id><published>2007-03-29T22:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:29:05.771-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour in Ur life Tica!</title><summary type='text'>Tica in HollandTomando café num café...né?Pó pô pó?Ya! Pó pô pó pá cuá!Ik wil wat (or hat) coffeHolanda, frio trampo e crazy KoreanDepois Nova Iorque,Jazz soul neve e somAgora Holanda de novoFrança e mì Buenos Aires queridoAproveita,Allèz Tour de France!Appréciez-le toutLov U!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/4983243693975375347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=4983243693975375347' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/4983243693975375347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/4983243693975375347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/tour-in-ur-life-tica.html' title='Tour in Ur life Tica!'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-4316013812840334356</id><published>2007-03-14T16:07:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:24:35.145-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades da Porra!</title><summary type='text'>Daí chovee o tempo para.e eu penso na salaque tá vaziana cama que tá friana cidade vaziaCéu de verãochuvãoeu e vocÊno edredão:O)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/4316013812840334356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=4316013812840334356' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/4316013812840334356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/4316013812840334356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/saudades-da-porra.html' title='Saudades da Porra!'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-5627939619612324156</id><published>2007-03-14T16:07:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:20:58.904-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Volta Logo</title><summary type='text'>Amanhã você chegaQuero ouvir tudote contar tudoda Light da chuva da bicicletaQuero ouvir da nevedo jazz da ida e da vindada onomatopéiadaí agente descansae dança, e dançaintermitentemente</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/5627939619612324156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=5627939619612324156' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/5627939619612324156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/5627939619612324156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/volta-logo.html' title='Volta Logo'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-3490825898240577577</id><published>2007-03-14T16:07:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:18:02.995-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quadrilha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flor da idade'/><title type='text'>Quadrilha que amava</title><summary type='text'>Que maravilhaAi, o primeiro copo,o primeiro corpo, o primeiro amorVê passar ela, como dança, balança, avança e recuaA gente sua A roupa suja da cuja se lava no meio da ruaDespudorada, dada, à danada agrada andar seminuaE continuaAi, a primeira dama, o primeiro drama, o primeiro amorCarlos amava Dora que amava Lia que amavaLéa que amava PauloQue amava Juca que amava Dora que amava Carlosque amava </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/3490825898240577577/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=3490825898240577577' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3490825898240577577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3490825898240577577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/quadrilha-que-amava.html' title='Quadrilha que amava'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-8667706490906764390</id><published>2007-03-14T16:07:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:14:06.776-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drummond'/><title type='text'>E agora José?</title><summary type='text'>JoséE agora, José?A festa acabou,a luz apagou,o povo sumiu,a noite esfriou,e agora, José?e agora, Você?Você que é sem nome,que zomba dos outros,Você que faz versos,que ama, protesta?e agora, José?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/8667706490906764390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=8667706490906764390' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/8667706490906764390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/8667706490906764390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/e-agora-jos.html' title='E agora José?'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-1174184235685825970</id><published>2007-03-14T16:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:12:08.204-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drummond'/><title type='text'>Assim foi?</title><summary type='text'>João amava Teresa que amava Raimundoque amava Maria que amava Joaquim que amava Lili que não amava ninguém.João foi para os Estados Unidos, Teresa para o convento,Raimundo morreu de desastre, Maria ficou para tia,Joaquim suicidou-se e Lili casou com J. Pinto Fernandesque não tinha entrado na história.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/1174184235685825970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=1174184235685825970' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1174184235685825970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1174184235685825970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/assim-foi.html' title='Assim foi?'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-6046844907050874631</id><published>2007-03-14T16:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:11:10.307-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Depois que se cesce amadurece e cesse</title><summary type='text'>Ai, o primeiro copo,o primeiro corpo o primeiro amorVê passar elacomo dança balança avança e recuaA gente sua a roupa da cuja se lava no meio da ruaDespudorada, dada, a danada agrada andar semi-nua e continuaAi, a primeira dama, o primeiro drama o primeiro amorCarlos amava Dora, que amava Lia, que amava Léa,que amava Dora, que amava Rita, que amava Dito,que amava Rita, que amava Dito, que amava </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/6046844907050874631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=6046844907050874631' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/6046844907050874631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/6046844907050874631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/depois-que-se-cesce-amadurece-e-cesse_14.html' title='Depois que se cesce amadurece e cesse'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-3656546696253124665</id><published>2007-03-14T16:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:10:06.526-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primeiro amor da quadrilha'/><title type='text'>Depois que se cesce amadurece e cesse</title><summary type='text'>Ai, o primeiro copo,o primeiro corpo o primeiro amorVê passar elacomo dança balança avança e recuaA gente sua a roupa da cuja se lava no meio da ruaDespudorada, dada, a danada agrada andar semi-nua e continuaAi, a primeira dama, o primeiro drama o primeiro amorCarlos amava Dora, que amava Lia, que amava Léa,que amava Dora, que amava Rita, que amava Dito,que amava Rita, que amava Dito, que amava </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/3656546696253124665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=3656546696253124665' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3656546696253124665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3656546696253124665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/depois-que-se-cesce-amadurece-e-cesse.html' title='Depois que se cesce amadurece e cesse'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-5833791847613362858</id><published>2007-03-13T10:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T10:25:41.913-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"América LatinaGuaicaipuro Cautemóc Fala de Guaicaipuro Cautémoc:"A verdadeira dívida externa." - fala do cacique Guaicaipuro Cautémoc numa reunião com chefes de estado da Comunidade Européia.Eu, Guaicaipuro Cautémoc, descendente dos que povoaram a américa há 40 mil anos, vim aqui encontrar os que nos encontraram há apenas 500 anos.O irmão advogado europeu me explica que aqui toda dívida deve ser</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/5833791847613362858/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=5833791847613362858' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/5833791847613362858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/5833791847613362858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/amrica-latina-guaicaipuro-cautemc-fala.html' title=''/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-1785699671144287183</id><published>2007-03-13T09:17:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T10:02:16.369-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mediocridade nessa idade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fausto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mephistopheles'/><title type='text'>Tu és Fausto</title><summary type='text'>Eu sou Mephistópheles. Mephistópheles, é o diabo.E todos vocês são Faustos.Faustos, os que vendem a alma ao diabo.Tudo é vaidade neste mundo vão, tudo é tristeza, é pop, é nada.Quem acredita em sonhos é porque já tem a alma morta.O mal da vida cabe entre nossos braços e abraços.Mas eu não sou o que vocês pensam.Eu não sou exatamente o que as Igrejas pensam.As Igrejas abominam-me. Deus me criou </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/1785699671144287183/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=1785699671144287183' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1785699671144287183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1785699671144287183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/tu-s-fausto.html' title='Tu és Fausto'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-1343362301034188895</id><published>2007-03-13T09:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T09:39:37.809-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Memórias em Cárcere</title><summary type='text'>Coisa engraçada a MenteQue mente sempree não pára nuncaMas se um dia parapor tombo ou cirurgiaé um sustopra quem vÊ,para quem ajuda,e sempre pra quem senteA mente não é o cérebronem as sinapsesé uma coisa assimmeio in definidaParece o pensamentoque surge do nadae vai temporariamentepra algum lugarA memória é tambémalgo assimimpermanentelembra?Se treinada é como cachorrinho:obedecese não, é um </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/1343362301034188895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=1343362301034188895' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1343362301034188895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1343362301034188895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/memrias-em-crcere.html' title='Memórias em Cárcere'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-2128622325552610719</id><published>2007-03-13T09:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T10:27:31.054-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respira'/><title type='text'>5ªNA</title><summary type='text'>Quem faz um poema abre uma janela.Respira, tú que estás numa cela abafada, esse ar que entra por ela.Por isso é que os poemas têm ritmo- para que possas profundamente respirar.Quem faz um poema salva um afogado.Sobre o(a) autor(a):Mario de Miranda Quintana, gaúcho da cidade de Alegrete, é o poeta das coisas simples. Despreocupado em relação à crítica, faz poesia porque "sente necessidade", </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/2128622325552610719/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=2128622325552610719' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/2128622325552610719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/2128622325552610719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/5na.html' title='5ªNA'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-6034247381029243438</id><published>2007-03-13T09:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T09:23:14.445-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyquem de Montaigne</title><summary type='text'>"Todo espírito preocupado com o futuro é infeliz.O mais corriqueiro dos erros humanos é o futuro.Ele falseia a nossa imaginação, ainda que ignoremos totalmente onde nos leva.Quando pensamos no futuro, nunca estamos em nós.Estamos sempre além.O medo, o desejo, a esperança jogam-nos sempre para o futuro,sonegando-nos o sentimento e o exame do que é, para distrair-nos com o que será,embora o tempo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/6034247381029243438/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=6034247381029243438' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/6034247381029243438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/6034247381029243438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/eyquem-de-montaigne.html' title='Eyquem de Montaigne'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-9108067495474877233</id><published>2007-03-13T09:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T09:20:22.695-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tica na maçã</title><summary type='text'>saudades do cheiro da frutada cor do céu da manhã ...do bom humorSaudades não têm idadesnão faz anosfaz segundosa eternidade num só momentoA foto do entardecerManhatan cheiaMadre vaziaSaudades docÊ!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/9108067495474877233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=9108067495474877233' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/9108067495474877233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/9108067495474877233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/03/tica-na-ma.html' title='Tica na maçã'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-4171786194619259679</id><published>2007-01-30T18:47:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T19:15:57.145-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='propaganda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desencannes'/><title type='text'>Argumentação dialética na propaganda?</title><summary type='text'>A argumentação efetiva,tem que conceber o auditório presumido tão próximo quanto possível da realidade.Não se deve discutir com todos, nem praticar a dialética com o primeiro que aparecer,pois, com respeito a certas pessoas, os raciocínios sempre se envenenam, dizia Sócrates.Toda a argumentação visa à adesão dos espíritos e,por isso mesmo, pressupõe a existência de um contato intelectual.Como </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/4171786194619259679/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=4171786194619259679' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/4171786194619259679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/4171786194619259679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/01/argumentao-dialtica-na-propaganda.html' title='Argumentação dialética na propaganda?'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-3593930973724428243</id><published>2007-01-30T18:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T18:55:06.291-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batataria'/><title type='text'>Sta Clara II Vila Madaloca!</title><summary type='text'>Ao vencedor AS BATATAS,Nem Rubião mais orgulhoso se declara,que todos os irmãos do Irmãona inauguração da novamadaledense Sta Clara!Sucesso irmão!Zé:O)batataria</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/3593930973724428243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=3593930973724428243' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farol'/><title type='text'>Em Sta Bárbara</title><summary type='text'>Nasceu grandeSempre imponenteEm meio às tormentas mostrou-se imbatívelSempre imparcialMostrava o caminho certopara os direitos e para os mais erradosTinha por único amigo um guardapor obrigação a luz e por descanso o diaO Farol Nada sabiaMas salvava vidas a todo instante:0)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/7353686554588567031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=7353686554588567031' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/7353686554588567031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/7353686554588567031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/01/em-sta-brbara.html' title='Em Sta Bárbara'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-7566264744631107452</id><published>2007-01-05T15:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T20:43:00.657-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Budismo Junguiano e arquétipos transpessoais</title><summary type='text'>"Como o burrico mourejando à nora,A mente humana sempre as mesmas voltas dá...Tolice alguma nos ocorreráQue não a tenha dita um sábio grego outrora..."E lá vou de novo no novo: fácil falar de coisas que eu nada sei heheheJung e os junguianos apresentam três diferentes usos para “arquétipo”:As imagens arcaicas, primeiro e mais usado como percepção instintiva de si mesmo, existem, mas têm muito </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/7566264744631107452/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=7566264744631107452' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/7566264744631107452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/7566264744631107452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2007/01/budismo-junguiano-e-arqutipos.html' title='Budismo Junguiano e arquétipos transpessoais'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-5922927399647105831</id><published>2006-12-25T22:14:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:23:23.987-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma Yoga</title><summary type='text'>O Yoga da AçãoBhagavad Gita diz que:"Work alone is your privilege, never the fruits therefor.Never let the fruits of action be your motive;and never cease to work."By BKS Iyengar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/5922927399647105831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=5922927399647105831' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/5922927399647105831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/5922927399647105831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/12/karma-yoga.html' title='Karma Yoga'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-2954539372071983533</id><published>2006-12-25T22:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T23:11:57.779-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Veggy</title><summary type='text'>"Violence is a state of mindnot of diet""Though a vegetarin diet is a necessity 4 the practice of yoga...Guruji - BKS I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/2954539372071983533/comments/default' title='Postar 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type='text'>Caráter do homem</title><summary type='text'>Certa fetia numa original mesa de bar ouvi:Para se conhecer melhor o caráter de um homem...é suficiente lhe dar cachaça ou poder?Correndo risco de plagiar meu querido e douto jornalista que não confia em ninguém que não lhe acompanhe em ao menos uma bebedeira, agora reconheço o fundamento da questão que hoje não se aplica somente à tupiniquim política mas ao meu traseiro, também tupiniquim e não </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/1466388075676982176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=1466388075676982176' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1466388075676982176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1466388075676982176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/12/carter-do-homem.html' title='Caráter do homem'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-7594865164042213787</id><published>2006-12-14T14:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T14:32:37.944-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O Pior dos problemas dagente</title><summary type='text'>O pior dos problemas da gente é que ninguém tem nada com isso    De novo Pessoa...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/7594865164042213787/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=7594865164042213787' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/7594865164042213787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/7594865164042213787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/12/o-pior-dos-problemas-dagente.html' title='O Pior dos problemas dagente'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-5713487310381418660</id><published>2006-12-14T13:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T13:25:38.169-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pessoa na pEsSoa dO Pessoa</title><summary type='text'>Valeu a pena?Tudo vale a pena Se a alma não é pequena.Quem quer passar além do BojadorTem que passar além da dor.Deus ao mar o perigo e o abismo deu,Mas nele é que espelhou o céu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/5713487310381418660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=5713487310381418660' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/5713487310381418660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/5713487310381418660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/12/pessoa-na-pessoa-do-pessoa.html' title='Pessoa na pEsSoa dO Pessoa'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-1724367518269545799</id><published>2006-12-03T22:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:38:20.337-02:00</updated><title type='text'>http://www.portuguese.dhamma.org/</title><summary type='text'>De Buda a GoenkaSatya Narayan Goenka nasceu em Mianmar, antiga Birmânia, país asiático de maioria budista que faz divisa com Bangladesh, China, Índia, Laos e Tailândia. Aos 80 anos, Goenka é o herdeiro da tradição birmanesa de meditação vipassana. No país, a técnica teria passado de mestre a discípulo desde que Ashoka (291-232 a.C.), soberano da Índia antiga, mandou pelo mundo emissários para </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/1724367518269545799/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=1724367518269545799' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1724367518269545799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/1724367518269545799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/12/httpwwwportuguesedhammaorg.html' title='http://www.portuguese.dhamma.org/'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-4035666623689866549</id><published>2006-12-03T22:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T13:59:07.053-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meditação</title><summary type='text'>De novo,Zé,Eu pratico a meditação Vipassanaensinada pelo  próprio Gautama o buda.Não sigo o budismo, catolicismo, xivaísmo, brahmanísmo,kardecismo e outros ismos...Talvez o Gismo não sei....não acredito em religião,mas acredito em buda, jesus, krishna, maomé,Mestre Hajvi, Cobra Coral e outros tantos,:O)Dizem que a vida é sofrimento.E a origem deste sofrimento vem dos desejos, que é um hábito da </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/4035666623689866549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=4035666623689866549' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/4035666623689866549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/4035666623689866549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/12/meditao.html' title='Meditação'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-3538811566842294871</id><published>2006-12-03T22:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:01:20.737-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Maha Vakya</title><summary type='text'>As 4 meditações vêdicas:I. Prajñanam Brahman: “Brahman é Consciência”. A natureza do Absoluto é a própria Consciência Universal, da qual a consciência individual faz parte.II. Aham Brahma’smi: “Eu sou Brahman”. Eu não sou diferente nem estou separado da Consciência Universal.III. Tat tvam asi: “Tu és Isso”. Tu, jivatman, és idêntico a Isso, o Princípio Universal.IV. Ayam atma Brahman: “Este ser é</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/3538811566842294871/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=3538811566842294871' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3538811566842294871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3538811566842294871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/12/maha-vakya.html' title='Maha Vakya'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-4961612994816735791</id><published>2006-12-03T21:37:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:55:08.628-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Garab Dorje Adzon Drugpa</title><summary type='text'>Querido e venerável Le Gen, Velho mestre,Aqui no frio as coisas não mudaram muito.O ego ainda é o descontroleo preconceito ainda vive forte.A palavra é dúbia e a manipulação regra.Dos sonhos a causa resta,das lágrimas, o meu amorda retidão, minha condutada verdade, minha luz.O que for a profundeza do teu ser, assim será teu desejo.O que for o teu desejo,assim será tua vontade.O que for a tua </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/4961612994816735791/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=4961612994816735791' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/4961612994816735791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/4961612994816735791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/12/garab-dorje-adzon-drugpa.html' title='Garab Dorje Adzon Drugpa'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-7414414631738470640</id><published>2006-12-03T21:37:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:43:20.060-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ame as pessoas e use as coisas</title><summary type='text'>O valor das coisas não está no tempo que elas durammas na intensidade com que acontecem.Por isso existem momentos inesquecíveiscoisas inexplicáveise pessoas incomparáveis.Pessoa, na pessoa de fernando e seu heterônimo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/7414414631738470640/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=7414414631738470640' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/7414414631738470640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/7414414631738470640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/12/ame-as-pessoas-e-use-as-coisas.html' title='Ame as pessoas e use as coisas'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-7716761235731085665</id><published>2006-12-03T21:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:40:10.948-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tintos</title><summary type='text'>Excelente a safra recém chegada as lojas:Miolo - merlotSalton - TaunatPerini- CamenèreDeliciem-se:O)Beba com moderação!se vc estiver vendo luzes parede da frente que não estavam lá,levante-se você caiu!Pare de beber e dê o fora!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/7716761235731085665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Desde que a platéia seja inteligente,indiferente é o orador.Só conheço um imbecil maiordo que o que pensa que tudo sabe...aquele que discute com ele.:O)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/5261157671647867199/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=5261157671647867199' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/5261157671647867199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/5261157671647867199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/12/aprendizado.html' title='Aprendizado'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-808251575854345798</id><published>2006-11-17T14:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T14:54:23.611-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartola</title><summary type='text'>Bate outra vezCom esperanças o meu coraçãoPois já vai terminando o verão, enfimVolto ao jardimCom a certeza que devo chorarPois bem sei que não queres voltar para mimQueixo-me às rosas, mas que bobagemAs rosas não falamSimplesmente as rosas exalamO perfume que roubam de ti, aiDevias virPara ver os meus olhos tristonhosE, quem sabe, sonhava meus sonhosPor fim</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/808251575854345798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Câmera de Teosofia         Ínclitos estudiosos de Teologia comparada,         Caros professores,         Prezados colegas estudiosos,         Gnósticos,         Em resposta às diversas dúvidas e perguntas sobre a validade da assunção de Krishnamurti em nossos estudos, tenho a dispor as observações abaixo copiadas:         Em alguns estudos esotéricos, em especial nos da loja, Krisnhamurti</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/7533851607576492481/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=7533851607576492481' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/7533851607576492481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/7533851607576492481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/11/colenda-cmera-de-teosofia-nclitos.html' title=''/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-5693164271651660311</id><published>2006-10-30T13:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:19:26.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gauche, meu poeta</title><summary type='text'>Mundo mundo vasto mundoNão rimo com Raimundo masvisto o mundo da vasta ItabiraMundo mundo vasto mundoNos afasta e aproxima, e ainda gira!Mundo mundo vasto mundose eu me chamasse Raimundoseria uma rima, não seria uma solução.Mundo mundo vasto mundo,mais vasto é meu coração.:O)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/5693164271651660311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=5693164271651660311' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/5693164271651660311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/5693164271651660311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/10/gauche-meu-poeta.html' title='Gauche, meu poeta'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-3544042782286066546</id><published>2006-10-30T13:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:07:58.860-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Jazz</title><summary type='text'>Pois é...não obstante as cifras no marketing da Tim para o FESTIVAL,Não bastante a AmEba PseuDo FôniCacontinuamos como free jazz...FANTÁSTICO!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/3544042782286066546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=3544042782286066546' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3544042782286066546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/3544042782286066546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/10/free-jazz.html' title='Free Jazz'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-116216489742838754</id><published>2006-10-29T20:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:50:58.349-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Krishna, Gautama e Jesus</title><summary type='text'>Nas lendas dos três salvadores da humanidade vários são os pontos em comum.Todos descendem de famílias reais, realeza absoluta: krishna de brahmanes, Gautama filho de rei e Jesus da família real de David, todos foram pastores, encarnações divinas, por denunciarem os abusos foram perseguidos pelo poder político, filhos de virgens, dotados de beleza onisciência e onipotência, lavaram os pés de seus</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/116216489742838754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=116216489742838754' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/116216489742838754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/116216489742838754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/10/krishna-gautama-e-jesus.html' title='Krishna, Gautama e Jesus'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-116198353567509110</id><published>2006-10-27T18:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:23.214-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiva Samhita e o Hatha Yoga.</title><summary type='text'>A Shiva Samhita e o Hatha Yoga.         O nome Shiva Samhita significa em sânscrito “Coleção [de Ensinamentos] de Shiva”. É um texto em 540 estrofes sobre Hatha Yoga datado do século XVII desta era. Essas 540 estrofes, compostas na métrica chamada trishtubh, estão divididas em 05 (cinco) capítulos, chamados patalas. A obra está composta na forma de um diálogo entre o deus Shiva e sua esposa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/116198353567509110/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=116198353567509110' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/116198353567509110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/116198353567509110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/10/shiva-samhita-e-o-hatha-yoga.html' title='Shiva Samhita e o Hatha Yoga.'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115928136440061117</id><published>2006-09-26T11:33:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:23.137-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gandhi</title><summary type='text'>  "OLHO POR OLHO" e o mundo acabará cego</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115928136440061117/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115928136440061117' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115928136440061117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115928136440061117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/09/gandhi_115928136440061117.html' title='Gandhi'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115715244423454442</id><published>2006-09-01T20:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:22.896-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Msg 4 U</title><summary type='text'>JESUS IS COMING!Look busy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115715244423454442/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115715244423454442' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115715244423454442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115715244423454442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/09/msg-4-u.html' title='Msg 4 U'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115713322019944956</id><published>2006-09-01T13:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:22.805-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga</title><summary type='text'>Que bicho é esse?Raja Yoga é o objetivo cujo Hatha Yoga é o método.Nos seu Yoga Sutras, Patanjali, um sábio filósofo que viveu 5000 a.c., diz que yoga é a cessação das ondas mentais, ou seja - não permitir que os pensamentos atrapalhem seu verdadeiro conhecimento, que para a Yoga é o conhecimento do ser, o entendimento de que não somos o que nossa mente projeta e sim algo anterior à mente...Para </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115713322019944956/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115713322019944956' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115713322019944956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115713322019944956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/09/yoga.html' title='Yoga'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115473070646234251</id><published>2006-08-04T19:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:22.727-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Zaratrusta ou Zoroastro</title><summary type='text'>Zaratustra ou Zoroastro, fundador da religião persa, foi um profeta ariano que por volta de 600 a.C. pregou a existência do Bem e do Mal como entidades distintas e totalmente antagônicas (até então a crença geral era de que o mesmo deus era capaz de uma coisa, como a outra).É o autor dos Gäthäs, cinco hinos que formam a mais antiga e sagrada parte do Avesta, o livro santo do zoroastrismo. </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115455538597006702</id><published>2006-08-02T18:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:22.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'>http://www.thehungersite.com</title><summary type='text'>   http://www.thehungersite.com/cgi-bin/WebObjects/CTDSites</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115455538597006702/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115455538597006702' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115455538597006702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115455538597006702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/08/httpwwwthehungersitecom.html' title='http://www.thehungersite.com'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115455514565170807</id><published>2006-08-02T18:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:22.549-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DePeChE ModE</title><summary type='text'>I want somebody to shareShare the rest of my lifeShare my innermost thoughtsKnow my intimate detailsSomeone who'll stand by my sideAnd give me supportAnd in returnShe'll get my supportShe will listen to meWhen I want to speakAbout the world we live inAnd life in generalThough my views may be wrongThey may even be pervertedShe will hear me outAnd won't easily be convertedTo my way of thinkingIn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115455514565170807/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115455514565170807' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115455514565170807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115455514565170807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/08/depeche-mode.html' title='DePeChE ModE'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115454670049647968</id><published>2006-08-02T16:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:22.465-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fidalgos comunistas</title><summary type='text'>Caros fidalgos da 162,Como prometido na toca do besouro, um dia chamado aparelho, descrevo a situação:Mais uma vez a casa amarela foi tachada de vermelha.Interessante razão a mim desconhecida, pois a pessoa que rotulou de comunista nossa publicação não é esquerdista muito menos bolchevista.Nem tanto pela pré-disposição burguesa de berço d´ouro mais pelo reflexo ideológico social da monarquia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115454670049647968/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115454670049647968' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115454670049647968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115454670049647968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/08/fidalgos-comunistas.html' title='Fidalgos comunistas'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115454577012099529</id><published>2006-08-02T16:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:22.385-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Da vida ii</title><summary type='text'>No findar do sofrimento está o amor.E nesse amor há compaixão. A compaixão tem sua própria inteligência.E quando age a inteligência, atua a própria verdade.Quando essa inteligência está presente, não há conflito.De tudo já ouviram falar - da cessação do medo, do findar do sofrimento, da beleza e do amor. Mas uma coisa é ouvir, e outra, agir. Ouvem tudo isso (que é verdadeiro, lógico, sensato, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115454577012099529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115454577012099529' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115454577012099529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115454577012099529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/08/da-vida-ii.html' title='Da vida ii'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115454560086497281</id><published>2006-08-02T16:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:22.300-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdade</title><summary type='text'>"A Verdade é uma terra sem caminho".O homem não chegará a ela através de organização alguma,de qualquer crença,de nenhum dogma,de nenhum sacerdote ou mesmo um ritual,e nem através do conhecimento filosófico ou da técnica psicológica.Ele tem que descobri-la através do espelho das relações,por meio de compreensão do conteúdo da sua própria mente,mediante a observação,e não pela análise ou </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115454560086497281/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115454560086497281' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115454560086497281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115454560086497281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/08/verdade.html' title='Verdade'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115454547854323071</id><published>2006-08-02T16:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:22.205-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor fé e esperança</title><summary type='text'>GURDJIEFF"O amor consciente desperta o mesmo em resposta.O amor emocional provoca o contrário.O amor físico depende do tipo e da polaridade.A fé consciente é liberdadeA fé emocional é escravidão.A fé mecânica é estupidez.A esperança inquebrantável é força.A esperança mesclada de dúvida é covardia.A esperança mesclada de temor é fraqueza".</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115454547854323071/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115454547854323071' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115454547854323071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115454547854323071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/08/amor-f-e-esperana.html' title='Amor fé e esperança'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115380053476909938</id><published>2006-07-25T01:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:22.115-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   O que for a profundeza do teu ser, assim será teu desejo.O que for o teu desejo, assim será tua vontade.O que for a tua vontade, assim serão teus atos.O que forem teus atos, assim será teu destino.Brihadáranyaka Upanishad</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115380053476909938/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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vida</title><summary type='text'>Mais uma vez,da 'kittynet' hahahaha ao Grande reino unido dos condomínios e das praias do norte hahhahanão deixem seus filhos sozinhos... eles não sabem viver aqui fora.Ajudem sempre, o máximo e não os julgue, eles são resultado do seu meio e de seus valores, pai.Triste história seu sobrinho ter que trocar o porche recem ganho de seu irmãopor um pegeout 307 para poder andar livremente pelos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115380022588124802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115380022588124802' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115380022588124802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115380022588124802'/><link 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title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115255120390653858' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115255120390653858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115255120390653858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/07/da-dor-de-amor.html' title='Da dor de amor'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115255063148062038</id><published>2006-07-10T13:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:21.851-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dos "realizar sohos"</title><summary type='text'>Só nos resta um,incoerente e audaz,De todos nossos sonhos.O que nos faz acordartodo dia o dia todoe amanhecer à noiteo porto seguro da pessoa amadae a tempestade do longe.mas também quando pertoa tempestade é bela e,assim a lembrança do portoum velho marujo um dia me disse,entre o brasileirinho e a rapa nui,que zarpou, sem mais nem porquê,pois é da vida do barco navegare da do marinheiro zarpar.e</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115255063148062038/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115255063148062038' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115255063148062038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115255063148062038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/07/dos-realizar-sohos.html' title='Dos &quot;realizar sohos&quot;'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115254136061861841</id><published>2006-07-10T11:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:21.770-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Só</title><summary type='text'>Doce e meiga senhorita,Outra abordagem da solidão é aquela que agente jura por deus que não merecia...que é fado denso e pesado demaisque a falta de palavras de carinho de amassos é castigo.às vezes é sim, mas às vezes ... é não !Vistamos nós a roupa da alegria serena e explosiva do amor:"Navegar é preciso,Amar não."Amor,Tudo o que preciso é amor!Che solo amore a per vireEu tava triste,tristinho.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115254136061861841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115254136061861841' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115254136061861841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115254136061861841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/07/s.html' title='Só'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115166877211518705</id><published>2006-06-30T08:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:21.682-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rita Lee</title><summary type='text'>Mania de vocêMeu bem, você me dá água na bocaVestindo fantasias, tirando a roupaMolhada de suor de tanto a gente se beijarDe tanto imaginar loucurasA gente faz amor por telepatiaNo chão, no mar, na Lua, na melodia...Mania de você, de tanto a gente se beijar,De tanto imaginar loucuras...Nada melhor do que não fazer nadaSó pra deitar e rolar com você...Nada melhor do que não fazer nadaSó pra deitar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115166877211518705/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115166877211518705' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115166877211518705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115166877211518705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/rita-lee.html' title='Rita Lee'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115166850506269435</id><published>2006-06-30T08:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:21.588-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dos Catálogos</title><summary type='text'>Pra que meu deus Catalogar as coisas?Vai que você acha o que está procurando...?Triste não?!Nada de mais gosto da vida que procurar um discoe achar um outro que há tempos não ouvia!Aprendi com Tica...Bjkas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115166850506269435/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115166850506269435' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115166850506269435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115166850506269435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/dos-catlogos.html' title='Dos Catálogos'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115166829387920726</id><published>2006-06-30T08:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:21.506-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vó Pimenta II</title><summary type='text'>Lembrei do post da vó I devido à leitura de João Ubaldo - A casa dos Budas Ditosos...Afortunados esses budas ...Há uma certa passagem sobre uma trepada num muro numa praia que é muito parecida com as hiotórias da vó pimenta... ou é cultura local ou aconteceu e ela tava lá hahahahaOutra abordagem da sexualidade é que ela existe mesmo.E tem que ser aproveitada.. não é pecado não é feio não é ruim </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115166829387920726/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115166829387920726' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115166829387920726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115166829387920726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/v-pimenta-ii.html' title='Vó Pimenta II'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115166644427283574</id><published>2006-06-30T08:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:21.424-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vó Pimenta</title><summary type='text'>E foi assim"quem tiver se idoque se foda"Interessante corolário Buarquiano aprendi com minha vó Pimenta, que vó mesmo não era, mas pimenta foi na minha vida.Que se foda não era xingamento, buceta era órgão sexual e caralho encaixava nela.Nem sei bem o que eu sabia ou fazia aos 12 anos pois moleque dessa idade só pensava em jogar bola e nisso eu não era bom, então sei lá o que fazia na época. Nem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115166644427283574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115166644427283574' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115166644427283574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115166644427283574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/v-pimenta.html' title='Vó Pimenta'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115074605152304960</id><published>2006-06-19T16:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:21.346-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sri Ganapati</title><summary type='text'> Om dhyanam samarpayami – medito em Sri GanapatiOm avahanam samarpayami – invoco a força de Sri GanapatiOm ratnasimhasanam samarpayami – ofereço um trono com pés de leão a Sri GanapatiOm padyam samarpayami – ofereço água para lavar os pés de Sri GanapatiOm arghyam samarpayami – ofereço água para lavar as mãos de Sri GanapatiOm achamaniyam samarpayami – ofereço água para Sri Ganapati beberOm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115074605152304960/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115074605152304960' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115074605152304960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115074605152304960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/sri-ganapati.html' title='Sri Ganapati'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115074510578627095</id><published>2006-06-19T16:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:21.261-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sri Ganesha</title><summary type='text'>Sri Ganesha - Vighneswara – Vinayaka  "As máscaras de Deus são muitas, que ao mesmo tempo escondem e revelam a face da Glória."Um mito é uma máscara, uma metáfora daquilo que repousa por trás do mundo visível.    Podemos dizer que os mitos são as chaves para a nossa mais profunda força espiritual; a força capaz de nos levar à Iluminação. Podem ser considerados como pistas para se conhecer as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115074510578627095/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115074510578627095' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115074510578627095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115074510578627095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/sri-ganesha.html' title='Sri Ganesha'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115030056370820906</id><published>2006-06-14T12:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:21.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Letr A</title><summary type='text'>A gente só não inventa a dorA gente que enfrenta o malQuando a gente fica em frente ao marA gente se sente melhor Inusitado...tão de repentepor conselho do sempre amorhoje amada amigatão diferenteExtasiado Gosto de vocêOi.. vc vem sempre aqui?Eu toco na banda...                             ... riempa gli spazii in bianco ... come vá gli lezioni? :O)  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115030056370820906/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115030056370820906' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115030056370820906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115030056370820906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/letr.html' title='Letr A'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115029613383239958</id><published>2006-06-14T11:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:21.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vedánta Adwaita  Outra escola filosófica que ajudou a muitos que se recuperaram das penas de suas vidas traumatizadas, fragilizadas, tristes e enfermiças... é o Vedánta Adwaita. Vedánta é a filosofia baseada na parte final (anta) dos Vedas, isto é, nas Upanishads. Adwaita significa não-dualismo ou monismo. Para essa filosofia, só existe um Ser, e Ele é Um “sem-um-segundo”. É Uno e Único. Assim, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115029613383239958/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115029613383239958' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115029613383239958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115029613383239958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/vednta-adwaita-outra-escola-filosfica.html' title=''/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115029541860687836</id><published>2006-06-14T11:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:21.005-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Homem segundo a filosofia vêdica</title><summary type='text'>Prof Hermógenes"  As visões científicas ocidentais sobre o homem, como tenho mostrado, ajudaram muito a minha compreensão. Fizeram-me entender grande parte do que aconteceu tão espantosamente com tanta gente que melhorou, que venceu, reconquistou saúde e acrescentou exuberância à própria vida; que se libertou da mediocridade. Mas o modelo de homem (manava) segundo os Vedas, isto é, conforme os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115029541860687836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115029541860687836' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115029541860687836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115029541860687836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/o-homem-segundo-filosofia-vdica.html' title='O Homem segundo a filosofia vêdica'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115021636599393835</id><published>2006-06-13T13:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:20.917-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meto-me para dentro</title><summary type='text'>XLIX - Meto-me para Dentro     Meto-me para dentro, e fecho a janela.      Trazem o candeeiro e dão as boas noites,      E a minha voz contente dá as boas noites.      Oxalá a minha vida seja sempre isto:      O dia cheio de sol, ou suave de chuva,      Ou tempestuoso como se acabasse o Mundo,     A tarde suave e os ranchos que passam      Fitados com interesse da janela,      O último olhar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115021636599393835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115021636599393835' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115021636599393835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115021636599393835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/meto-me-para-dentro.html' title='Meto-me para dentro'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115021619113606240</id><published>2006-06-13T13:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:20.842-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Beto Caeiro</title><summary type='text'>Alberto CaeiroNovas Poesias InéditasNão sei quantas almas tenho.Cada momento mudei.Continuamente me estranho.Nunca me vi nem acabei.De tanto ser, só tenho alma.Quem tem  alma não tem calma.Quem vê é só o que vê, Quem sente não é quem é,Atento ao que sou e vejo, Torno-me eles e não eu.Cada meu sonho ou desejoÉ do que nasce e não meu.Sou minha própria paisagem;Assisto à minha passagem,Diverso, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115021619113606240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115021619113606240' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115021619113606240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115021619113606240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/beto-caeiro.html' title='Beto Caeiro'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115021580590851524</id><published>2006-06-13T13:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:20.755-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cama mesa e banho</title><summary type='text'> Depois que um corpo suporta outronenhum coração aguenta pouco</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115021580590851524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115021580590851524' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115021580590851524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115021580590851524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/cama-mesa-e-banho.html' title='Cama mesa e banho'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-115021553834369250</id><published>2006-06-13T13:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:20.660-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Impermanência</title><summary type='text'>Im permanece enteImpermanênciaTudo na vida impermanecePessoas impermanecemeu tu e eleLugares transitóriosaqui ali e acoláO eterno não é pra sempresempre o tempo todo não é todo diaO tempo, invenção do homemtambém impermaneceantes agora e depoisMas sê tudo a alguém sempreque embora impermanentenunca vai emboravocê permanece.U know meU´ll See me in a different waysomedayor don´tcan´t u seeit´s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/115021553834369250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=115021553834369250' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115021553834369250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/115021553834369250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/impermanncia.html' title='Impermanência'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114973299292316940</id><published>2006-06-07T22:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:20.563-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Consideração</title><summary type='text'>Antes de considerar o fenômeno,os diferentes significados da palavra Consideração:- cf.Caldas Aulete e Mirador, seria:1 -Ação de con­siderar, de examinar, de refletir;2 - Importância, valia;3 - Atenção;4 - Circunspecção no que se diz ou no que se faz;5 - Estima, respeito, deferência que se tem por alguém;6 - Raciocínio, observação, opinião, reflexão, proposição.O que é consideração? Examine.Você </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114973299292316940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114973299292316940' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114973299292316940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114973299292316940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/considerao.html' title='Consideração'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114935097014313630</id><published>2006-06-03T12:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:20.451-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Afrikaner ususmi</title><summary type='text'>A vida pode ser vista de várias maneirasEscolha a sua. A liberdade desafia os grilhões do medo da escravidão,e nossa  fé desafia a escravidão do medo.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114935097014313630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114935097014313630' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114935097014313630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114935097014313630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/dear-afrikaner-ususmi.html' title='Dear Afrikaner ususmi'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114931681877675089</id><published>2006-06-03T03:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:20.364-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitor Hugo (não o da bolsa de couro)</title><summary type='text'>DESEJOVitor Hugo Desejo primeiro que você ame, E que, amando, também seja amado.E que, se não for, seja breve em esquecer. E que, esquecendo, não guarde mágoa.Desejo, pois, que não seja assim. Mas, se for, saiba ser sem desesperar.Desejo também que tenha amigos, Que mesmo maus e inconseqüentes,Sejam corajosos e fiéis, E que pelo menos num deles Você possa confiar sem duvidar.E porque a vida é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114931681877675089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114931681877675089' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114931681877675089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114931681877675089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/vitor-hugo-no-o-da-bolsa-de-couro.html' title='Vitor Hugo (não o da bolsa de couro)'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114927366394756084</id><published>2006-06-02T15:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:20.279-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Morte</title><summary type='text'>São "recursos" ou artimanhas usadas pelo eu,existência  que pretende se perpetuar e dominar:(a) repressão;(b) sublimação;(c) racionalização;(d) projeção e(e) regressão.Os mesmo truques que Freud denunciou como "dinamismos" para resolver incompatibilidades entre a natureza primitiva animalóide (o Id) e as exigências do que ele chamava de realidade.Freud encontrou dois instintos básicos na alma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114927366394756084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114927366394756084' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114927366394756084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114927366394756084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/06/morte.html' title='Morte'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114892518337693203</id><published>2006-05-29T14:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:20.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tantra</title><summary type='text'>O Yoga tântrico é audaciosamente afirmativo em suas abordagens metodológicas.Outros sistemas de Yoga dão muito destaque à renúncia e à ausência de desejo como ajuda à libertação. Mas o Tantra Yoga afirma a necessidade de uma satisfação inteligente dos desejos naturais.Nessa visão, não há antagonismo básico entre a natureza e o espírito. A natureza é o poder criativo do espírito na esfera objetiva</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114892518337693203/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114892518337693203' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114892518337693203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114892518337693203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/tantra.html' title='Tantra'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114892505832212234</id><published>2006-05-29T13:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:20.025-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet u 1/2 way</title><summary type='text'>Meet u half wayTe encontro no meio do caminhoporque minha trilha já seguiaté aqui.pra frente só se você estiver aquiao meu lado,para caminharmos juntosPorque fiz o máximo;cocei sem trairpuxei os limitesmas ali fiqueiNão por não querermas por não poderfácil não?quando o um não querdois não fazemE querer é obra do coraçãoautônomo e cheio de paixãoamargurado e sempre apaixonadoFoi assimSem ferir </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114892505832212234/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>L A C H A TA............AC............HH............CA............AT A H C A L</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114892125668083676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114892125668083676' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114892125668083676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114892125668083676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/bruxarias.html' title='bRuXAriAS'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114869903370100280</id><published>2006-05-27T00:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:19.846-03:00</updated><title type='text'>de novo...</title><summary type='text'>Amo-te tanto meu amornão cante humano no coração com mais verdadeamo-te como amigo e como amantenuma sempre diversa realidadeamo-te afim de um calmo amor prestantee te amo alémpresente na saudadeamo-te enfim,com grande liberdadedentro da eternidadee a cada instanteamo-te como um bicho simplesmentede um amor sem mistério e sem virtudecom um desejo maciço e permanentee de te amar assim muito, e à </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114869903370100280/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>DesiderataGo placidly amid the noise and haste,and remember what peace there may be in silence.As far as possible without surrenderbe on good terms with all persons.Speak your truth quietly and clearly;and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant;they too have their story.Avoid loud and aggressive persons,they are vexations to the spirit.If you compare yourself with others,you may become </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114869845545840816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114869845545840816' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114869845545840816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114869845545840816'/><link rel='alternate' 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know</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114851812546556491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114851812546556491' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114851812546556491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114851812546556491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/teus-olhos.html' title='Teus olhos'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114801554888187155</id><published>2006-05-19T02:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:19.607-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Emoções reais</title><summary type='text'>  Impossível controlar os sentimentossó controlamos nossas ações</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114801554888187155/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114801554888187155' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114801554888187155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114801554888187155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/emoes-reais.html' title='Emoções reais'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114769722714385614</id><published>2006-05-15T09:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:19.528-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Near U always</title><summary type='text'>Please don´t say I love you,those worlds touch me much too deeplyand they make me core tremble.Don´t think you realize the power you have over meAnd please don't look me at thatIt just makes me want to make you near me alwaysAnd please don´t come so closeIt just makes me want to make you near me alwaysPlease don't kiss me so sweetit makes me crave a thousands kisses to followAnd please don´t </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114769722714385614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114769722714385614' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114769722714385614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114769722714385614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/near-u-always.html' title='Near U always'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114764669337407150</id><published>2006-05-14T19:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:19.454-03:00</updated><title type='text'>firma pé</title><summary type='text'>      Nunca aplauda um castelo de cartas...... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114764669337407150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114764669337407150' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114764669337407150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114764669337407150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Ponto porra!Amo muito e sempre e tanto.Isso porque - se há condição, não é amor!Talvez só sexo, inveja, ciúme, medo, posse qualquer cousa outra eu não amor.Amor é sentimento expontâneo que nos expõe ao clímax da vida.Se culpa, sem razões, sem qual nem porquê.Só por</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114764635358266567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114764635358266567' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114764635358266567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114764635358266567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/gerao-espontnea-princpio-ativo.html' title='Geração espontânea (princípio ativo)'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114764551345410525</id><published>2006-05-14T19:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:19.273-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dos nossos males</title><summary type='text'>A nós bastem nossos próprios ais,Que a ninguém sua cruz é pequenina,Por pior que seja a situação da China,Os nossos calos doem muito mais.+ 1 Quintana na 5ªessência da quitanda...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114764551345410525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114764551345410525' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114764551345410525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114764551345410525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/dos-nossos-males.html' title='Dos nossos males'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114764527388986298</id><published>2006-05-14T19:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:19.185-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Do exercício da Filosofia</title><summary type='text'>Como o burrico mourejando à nora,A mente humana sempre as mesmas voltas dá...Tolice alguma nos ocorreráQue não a tenha dito um sábio grego outrora.Dá-lhe Quintana!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114764527388986298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114764527388986298' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114764527388986298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114764527388986298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/do-exerccio-da-filosofia.html' title='Do exercício da Filosofia'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114744829567663181</id><published>2006-05-12T12:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:19.098-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Find a way</title><summary type='text'> E agora, que faço eu da vida sem você?Você não me ensinou a te esquecervocê só me ensinou a te querer e te querendo eu vou tentando te encontrarVou me perdendo buscando em outros braços seus abraços,perdido no vazio de outros passos...do abismo em que você se retirou e me atirou e me deixou aqui sozinho... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114744829567663181/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114744829567663181' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114744829567663181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114744829567663181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/find-way.html' title='Find a way'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114714513759252100</id><published>2006-05-09T00:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:19.013-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonçalves Dias</title><summary type='text'>E poi morir.METASTASIOAh! que eu não morra sem provar,ao menos Sequer por um instante, nesta vida Amor igual ao meu!Dá, Senhor Deus, que eu sobre a terra encontre Um anjo, uma mulher, uma obra tua,Que sinta o meu sentir; Uma alma que me entenda, irmã da minha,Que escute o meu silêncio, que me siga Dos ares na amplidão! Que em laço estreito unidas, juntas, presas, Deixando a terra e o lodo, aos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114714513759252100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114714513759252100' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114714513759252100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114714513759252100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/gonalves-dias.html' title='Gonçalves Dias'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114697234350449362</id><published>2006-05-07T00:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:18.928-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Onde começa a paixão?</title><summary type='text'>Quintana já dizia:pra quê interpretar o poema?Um Poema já é uma interpretação.Saravá Quintana!Quem ama inventa as coisas que amaTalvez chegaste quando eu te sonhavaEntão de súbito acendeu-se a chamaEra a brasa dormida que acordava...Chegaste calada e feliznum sorriso maroto e fértil de menina mulhere chamou minha atenção pelos belos gestosdelicados gracejos e força na vidatens garra e graçateu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114697234350449362/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114697234350449362' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114697234350449362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114697234350449362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/onde-comea-paixo.html' title='Onde começa a paixão?'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114693384847945389</id><published>2006-05-06T13:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:18.834-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Se preciso for</title><summary type='text'>  "É preciso sofrer depois de ter sofrido, e amar, e mais amar, depois de ter amado"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114693384847945389/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114693384847945389' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114693384847945389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114693384847945389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/se-preciso-for.html' title='Se preciso for'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114693285536040647</id><published>2006-05-06T13:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:18.745-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Marketing com qu</title><summary type='text'>UM CEGO EM PARISHavia um cego sentado na calçada em Paris, com um boné a seus pés e um pedaço de madeira que, escrito com giz branco, dizia: - "Por favor, ajude-me, sou cego".Um publicitário, da área de criação, que passava em frente a ele, parou e viu umas poucas moedas no boné. Sem pedir licença, pegou o cartaz, virou-o, pegou o giz e escreveu outro anúncio. Voltou a colocar o pedaço de madeira</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114693285536040647/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114693285536040647' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114693285536040647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114693285536040647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/marketing-com-qu.html' title='Marketing com qu'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114693251192166630</id><published>2006-05-06T13:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:18.665-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Relação a dois</title><summary type='text'>Lendo a entrevista que o médico e escritor Drauzio Varela deu para a revista Marie Claire, encontrei a definição mais simples e exata sobre o sentido de mantermos uma relação: "uma relação tem que servir para tornar a vida dos dois mais fácil"Vou dar continuidade a esta afirmação porque o assunto é bom e merece ser desenvolvido.Algumas pessoas mantém relações para se sentirem integradas na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114693251192166630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114693251192166630' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114693251192166630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114693251192166630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/relao-dois.html' title='Relação a dois'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114693187832988468</id><published>2006-05-06T13:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:18.579-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aveia e mel</title><summary type='text'>de repentenão mais que de repenteo tempo parounada mais importavana fração de segundodo seu abraçoum aperto charmosoMacio e suavede um colo gostosogentil tocar dos corpossentir seu coraçãoouvir sua razãoentender vocêe querer, apesar de proibidosermos ummulher de vidasamor de anossurgiu do nadade repentenão mais que de repenteo tempo vai</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114693187832988468/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114693187832988468' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114693187832988468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114693187832988468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/05/aveia-e-mel.html' title='Aveia e mel'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114693108675227846</id><published>2006-05-06T12:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:18.488-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leminsk</title><summary type='text'>quando eu tiver setenta anosentão vai acabar essa adolescênciavou largar da vida loucae terminar minha livre-docênciavou fazer o que meu pai quercomeçar a vida com passo perfeitovou fazer o que miha mãe desejaaproveitar as oportunidadesde virar um pilar da sociedadee terminar meu curso de direitoentão ver tudo em sã consciênciaquando acabar essa adolescênciaNé?</summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114592303909564928</id><published>2006-04-24T20:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:18.406-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eduardo Galeano 2</title><summary type='text'>Caras e caretasEduardo Galeano Para o dia do descobrimento da América (12 de outubro)Tradução ImediataCristóvão Colombo descobriu a América em 1492? Ou antes dele ela foi descoberta pelos vikings? E antes dos vikings? E os que ali viviam? Não existiam?Conta a história oficial que Vasco Nunhez de Balboa foi o primeiro homem que viu, a partir de um pico no Panamá, os dois oceanos. E os que ali </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114592303909564928/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114592303909564928' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114592303909564928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114592303909564928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/04/eduardo-galeano-2.html' title='Eduardo Galeano 2'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7488670.post-114592270986843600</id><published>2006-04-24T20:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:33:18.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eduardo Galeano</title><summary type='text'>"No manicômio global, entre um senhor que julga ser maomé e outro que acredita ser buffalo bill, entre o terrorrismo dos atentados e o terrorrismo da guerra, a violência está nos arruinando""O corpo não é uma máquina como nos diz a ciência. Nem uma culpa como nos fez crer a religião. O corpo é uma festa.""A televisão, essa última luz que te salva da solidão e da noite, é a realidade. Porque a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/feeds/114592270986843600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7488670&amp;postID=114592270986843600' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114592270986843600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7488670/posts/default/114592270986843600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manateesp.blogspot.com/2006/04/eduardo-galeano.html' title='Eduardo Galeano'/><author><name>MANATEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808894772080785579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
