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<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-4496088563144968642</id><updated>2024-10-24T18:39:41.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadernos de Artista</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>asphyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824046064312320131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AMSYyGgLJo/S7FBsyxIMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5EloO6WycMc/S220/como+as+coisas+funcionam-.--pet+009.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496088563144968642.post-4178010683601562549</id><published>2010-03-29T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T17:21:50.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKQQ3zavC8i_A8pUqzlFTWOQaXzswETXm03Kea3DJc_B4rsn01gMub91XIyr90XKHDuurCyDFFexiJc4vGRe5JiVL9n9bhX8W5NNuO6S9pUEXl50cACn22GgqAjscA1qn9VkzKklkP9_A/s1600/pop+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="371" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKQQ3zavC8i_A8pUqzlFTWOQaXzswETXm03Kea3DJc_B4rsn01gMub91XIyr90XKHDuurCyDFFexiJc4vGRe5JiVL9n9bhX8W5NNuO6S9pUEXl50cACn22GgqAjscA1qn9VkzKklkP9_A/s400/pop+002.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">penso no tempo como uma medida que se esvazia quanto mais eu caminho em direçao ao sol.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">e nesse momento gostaria de estar vivendo na pre-historia. sem relogios, sem acumulo de tranqueiras, trabalho, escola, inernet, dinheiro,responsabilidades (talvez um pouco) um pedaço de couro enrolado no corpo (hahaha) uma caverna fumacenta, rios de agua limpa, uma certa dificuldade para conseguir o almoço e jantar (mas quem liga pra isso?) com tanto mato, bifes nao sao prioridades. nao dá para imaginar um periodo melhor para se viver...</div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/feeds/4178010683601562549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/03/penso-no-tempo-como-uma-medida-que-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/4178010683601562549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/4178010683601562549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/03/penso-no-tempo-como-uma-medida-que-se.html' title=''/><author><name>asphyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824046064312320131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AMSYyGgLJo/S7FBsyxIMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5EloO6WycMc/S220/como+as+coisas+funcionam-.--pet+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKQQ3zavC8i_A8pUqzlFTWOQaXzswETXm03Kea3DJc_B4rsn01gMub91XIyr90XKHDuurCyDFFexiJc4vGRe5JiVL9n9bhX8W5NNuO6S9pUEXl50cACn22GgqAjscA1qn9VkzKklkP9_A/s72-c/pop+002.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496088563144968642.post-961774097742146113</id><published>2010-03-07T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T02:08:54.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91GSMVBS3Co5kNBjjeWwZNSE55sDuwCMKI4sQi86EbovOAH7dsZf6qmdZ07h0a9-dDmYJltndYteEzrACTTIYtPbJWRkFdRNx8Bf4YQsntDMzZRNDVhJEIPBn_MfeUM14o1yvprUUopk/s1600-h/desenhos+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="328" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91GSMVBS3Co5kNBjjeWwZNSE55sDuwCMKI4sQi86EbovOAH7dsZf6qmdZ07h0a9-dDmYJltndYteEzrACTTIYtPbJWRkFdRNx8Bf4YQsntDMzZRNDVhJEIPBn_MfeUM14o1yvprUUopk/s400/desenhos+010.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>a china&nbsp; é um país sempre me fascinou. assim como a áfrica é um continente que me faz doer o coração. pela beleza e pela miséria provocada pelos brancos. vivemos em casulos onde as coisas que estao lá fora nao chegam a nos tocar de verdade. aconteceu com o outro. é um número. uma coisa distante.sempre penso que a terra poderia ser um paraíso...se nao existisse um único ser humano sobre ela.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/feeds/961774097742146113/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/03/china-e-um-pais-sempre-me-fascinou.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/961774097742146113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/961774097742146113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/03/china-e-um-pais-sempre-me-fascinou.html' title=''/><author><name>asphyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824046064312320131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AMSYyGgLJo/S7FBsyxIMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5EloO6WycMc/S220/como+as+coisas+funcionam-.--pet+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91GSMVBS3Co5kNBjjeWwZNSE55sDuwCMKI4sQi86EbovOAH7dsZf6qmdZ07h0a9-dDmYJltndYteEzrACTTIYtPbJWRkFdRNx8Bf4YQsntDMzZRNDVhJEIPBn_MfeUM14o1yvprUUopk/s72-c/desenhos+010.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496088563144968642.post-9221496746579015792</id><published>2010-03-01T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T17:23:44.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcot1YF0JezQoNkh_fOfvqZl0I8E_5n1UvMAcvgCXAYo-oD13Pg7TGqsIkQAU_7OXE4soSOJGgxLgd_-UajKT54Rht0hyphenhyphenk3gOaHlL50XGvCsijjZL6HG7sW0xZziOow7m3GQ_giyLmNek/s1600-h/arte+postal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcot1YF0JezQoNkh_fOfvqZl0I8E_5n1UvMAcvgCXAYo-oD13Pg7TGqsIkQAU_7OXE4soSOJGgxLgd_-UajKT54Rht0hyphenhyphenk3gOaHlL50XGvCsijjZL6HG7sW0xZziOow7m3GQ_giyLmNek/s320/arte+postal.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">iturama monte azul montes claros monte carmelo monte verde cordisburgo brumadinho malacacheta ouro branco ouro preto ouro fino milho verde diamantina conceiçao do mato dentro porciúncula resplendor miraí&nbsp; congonhal inhapim corinto curvelo abaeté ...minas é assim feita de tantos nomes...</div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/feeds/9221496746579015792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/03/iturama-monte-azul-montes-claros-monte.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/9221496746579015792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/9221496746579015792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/03/iturama-monte-azul-montes-claros-monte.html' title=''/><author><name>asphyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824046064312320131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AMSYyGgLJo/S7FBsyxIMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5EloO6WycMc/S220/como+as+coisas+funcionam-.--pet+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcot1YF0JezQoNkh_fOfvqZl0I8E_5n1UvMAcvgCXAYo-oD13Pg7TGqsIkQAU_7OXE4soSOJGgxLgd_-UajKT54Rht0hyphenhyphenk3gOaHlL50XGvCsijjZL6HG7sW0xZziOow7m3GQ_giyLmNek/s72-c/arte+postal.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496088563144968642.post-4630831423497916871</id><published>2010-02-16T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T05:05:13.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDc_XiXXofU5yfBgmjWTpgTAin60I6G0ehMLGqTRnSpC3B9M0CE7e5CqZGu3XzfKRQCyojDAvKCckZSHFORJcpGRorhjWfDWoOOOWpgMNLHS8s8hdcLxra6ncjkZJNqB0NA81xeITnrAU/s1600-h/15fev+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;">"A GENTE POE NAS COISAS AS CORES QUE TEM POR DENTRO"</a></b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDc_XiXXofU5yfBgmjWTpgTAin60I6G0ehMLGqTRnSpC3B9M0CE7e5CqZGu3XzfKRQCyojDAvKCckZSHFORJcpGRorhjWfDWoOOOWpgMNLHS8s8hdcLxra6ncjkZJNqB0NA81xeITnrAU/s1600/15fev+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDc_XiXXofU5yfBgmjWTpgTAin60I6G0ehMLGqTRnSpC3B9M0CE7e5CqZGu3XzfKRQCyojDAvKCckZSHFORJcpGRorhjWfDWoOOOWpgMNLHS8s8hdcLxra6ncjkZJNqB0NA81xeITnrAU/s400/15fev+001.jpg" width="400" /><span style="background-color: black;"></span></a></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/feeds/4630831423497916871/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/02/gente-poe-nas-coisas-as-cores-que-tem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/4630831423497916871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/4630831423497916871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/02/gente-poe-nas-coisas-as-cores-que-tem.html' title=''/><author><name>asphyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824046064312320131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AMSYyGgLJo/S7FBsyxIMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5EloO6WycMc/S220/como+as+coisas+funcionam-.--pet+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDc_XiXXofU5yfBgmjWTpgTAin60I6G0ehMLGqTRnSpC3B9M0CE7e5CqZGu3XzfKRQCyojDAvKCckZSHFORJcpGRorhjWfDWoOOOWpgMNLHS8s8hdcLxra6ncjkZJNqB0NA81xeITnrAU/s72-c/15fev+001.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496088563144968642.post-7901593227260554820</id><published>2010-02-14T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:46:13.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZ0OsdCVqjBe2oRFCI6fvVcbQeXLoBs4BG2qOMUD7dUu99_-vyKZjGiHWTjzaRFpk_r1L0wDJTM5U0ltdJcUfKhl00xlu-kDlrkR_mimFv0conpgDBRJXLKURQ7MV5Jd0Qjw0yDKr0sE/s1600-h/14fev+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZ0OsdCVqjBe2oRFCI6fvVcbQeXLoBs4BG2qOMUD7dUu99_-vyKZjGiHWTjzaRFpk_r1L0wDJTM5U0ltdJcUfKhl00xlu-kDlrkR_mimFv0conpgDBRJXLKURQ7MV5Jd0Qjw0yDKr0sE/s400/14fev+022.jpg" width="400" />tem coisas que a gente nao consegue explicar. por exemplo: como é um pensamento. que forma tem, e a cor? porque nao conseguimos ve-lo? e os sonhos entao? porque ainda nao inventaram uma maquina que consiga capta-los? porque eu sinto que tanto meus pensamentos quanto os sonhos que tenho se passam em outra dimensao em que vivemos. as vezes tento em um desenho transpor isto mas sei que nunca consigo. vou esperar a tal maquina.</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/feeds/7901593227260554820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/02/tem-coisas-que-gente-nao-consegue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/7901593227260554820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/7901593227260554820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/02/tem-coisas-que-gente-nao-consegue.html' title=''/><author><name>asphyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824046064312320131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AMSYyGgLJo/S7FBsyxIMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5EloO6WycMc/S220/como+as+coisas+funcionam-.--pet+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZ0OsdCVqjBe2oRFCI6fvVcbQeXLoBs4BG2qOMUD7dUu99_-vyKZjGiHWTjzaRFpk_r1L0wDJTM5U0ltdJcUfKhl00xlu-kDlrkR_mimFv0conpgDBRJXLKURQ7MV5Jd0Qjw0yDKr0sE/s72-c/14fev+022.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496088563144968642.post-670685023171192777</id><published>2010-02-08T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T14:54:22.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjWMhXZtXNLEISKWeVv1Fs2iiW0IXVIGxT4d4bxlurJDR9wqLg7XqseRZil81JoMveOkWotxt7KiQDrCXofTzKBK8l_jTzQGa1Wv1KrpilHYKXIvchS4NMtRSqbJhxhxDUEx-kGc5nQ08/s400/caderno+de+viagens+052.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>eu tenho alguns defeitos, mas quem nao os tem? um deles, é nao conseguir guardar mágoas, raivas e rancores. meu defeito mais sério é achar que QUASE tudo na vida é bobagem. que nao se pode levar nada a ferro e fogo, porque as coisas sao tao pequenas, tao insignificantes quando pensamos nelas e percebemos que a proporçao daquilo que julgamos grande é nada perante outras coisas que acontecem pelo mundo afora. outro defeito, e este é mais sério ainda é continuar a gostar das pessoas mesmo quando elas fazem de conta que nao existo porque em algum momento lá atras, algumas coisas foram ditas mas nao foram sequer pensadas, esmiuçadas, para verificar se existia alguma verdade e se&nbsp; possibilitavam mudanças... entre tantos defeitos talvez o pior, é ter sempre esperança que as pessoas percebam que em uma amizade nao cabe hipocrisia nem falsidade. apenas a liberdade de sermos o que somos e podermos dizer o que sentimos ou pensamos sem que exista&nbsp; o desejo de magoar ou ferir.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/feeds/670685023171192777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/02/eu-tenho-alguns-defeitos-mas-quem-nao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/670685023171192777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/670685023171192777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/02/eu-tenho-alguns-defeitos-mas-quem-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>asphyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824046064312320131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AMSYyGgLJo/S7FBsyxIMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5EloO6WycMc/S220/como+as+coisas+funcionam-.--pet+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjWMhXZtXNLEISKWeVv1Fs2iiW0IXVIGxT4d4bxlurJDR9wqLg7XqseRZil81JoMveOkWotxt7KiQDrCXofTzKBK8l_jTzQGa1Wv1KrpilHYKXIvchS4NMtRSqbJhxhxDUEx-kGc5nQ08/s72-c/caderno+de+viagens+052.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496088563144968642.post-3716066658406513970</id><published>2010-02-06T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T09:10:37.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTMAOP6xakJyN5Em6uo23VAwGrJn_KORAViSpE7fJswYfm-5SKdr8wjQbE7H19YgglsI1rpzddodj7dymeKiDMfeCACECgUO-KIhXpsC3bAjRKHhrJeStMfQ7pLRQxdgmTwSX_mZWCbHA/s1600-h/gaerrr+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTMAOP6xakJyN5Em6uo23VAwGrJn_KORAViSpE7fJswYfm-5SKdr8wjQbE7H19YgglsI1rpzddodj7dymeKiDMfeCACECgUO-KIhXpsC3bAjRKHhrJeStMfQ7pLRQxdgmTwSX_mZWCbHA/s320/gaerrr+002.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>passei muitos anos acumulando cadernos. este por exemplo, ja está com 28 anos. mania que a gente tem de ajuntar coisas, de colecionar palavras...depois, em um dia de sol qualquer a gente parte para um outro lugar para onde nao se leva nada. alguem vai pegar estes cadernos, olhar e pensar...meu deus, mas pra que ela perdia tempo colando essas bobagens? mas como ja dizia o quintana sao as coisas sem importancia aquelas que mais nos agradam...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/feeds/3716066658406513970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/02/passei-muitos-anos-acumulando-cadernos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/3716066658406513970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/3716066658406513970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/02/passei-muitos-anos-acumulando-cadernos.html' title=''/><author><name>asphyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824046064312320131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AMSYyGgLJo/S7FBsyxIMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5EloO6WycMc/S220/como+as+coisas+funcionam-.--pet+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTMAOP6xakJyN5Em6uo23VAwGrJn_KORAViSpE7fJswYfm-5SKdr8wjQbE7H19YgglsI1rpzddodj7dymeKiDMfeCACECgUO-KIhXpsC3bAjRKHhrJeStMfQ7pLRQxdgmTwSX_mZWCbHA/s72-c/gaerrr+002.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496088563144968642.post-2002761165677133001</id><published>2010-02-01T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T15:27:00.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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os anos ja nao se contam. para onde irei quando o dia&nbsp; começar outra vez?</span></a></div><span id="goog_1265066205964"></span><span id="goog_1265066205965"></span></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/feeds/2002761165677133001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/02/os-dias-se-sucedem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/2002761165677133001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/2002761165677133001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/02/os-dias-se-sucedem.html' title=''/><author><name>asphyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824046064312320131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AMSYyGgLJo/S7FBsyxIMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5EloO6WycMc/S220/como+as+coisas+funcionam-.--pet+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoEJvacTShNsf9-MVBclKIJPBxbGQkb0-8zPtWvj6ENOXoRrsZd6WaSycylKRcxFOPCAfPMmkrWUzFD92_DakhDzEmd_2fuvCp7CFHANBiVdq2ChXKVG0FkscietEolKgfHzBS_VhRZKY/s72-c/gaerrr+006.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496088563144968642.post-8747814864517291297</id><published>2010-01-30T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T16:12:02.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">desenho de douglas do oitavo ano.EM.JRC<br />
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</div><span style="font-family: &quot;Courier New&quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: small;"><i>um pente nao seria pente se nao houvesse cabelos para serem penteados. portanto, se colho a luz que cai de uma luminaria posso bem dizer que as coisas nem sempre sao aquilo que parecem ser. </i></span></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/feeds/691570590472343647/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/01/um-pente-nao-seria-pente-se-nao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/691570590472343647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4496088563144968642/posts/default/691570590472343647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cadernosdeartista.blogspot.com/2010/01/um-pente-nao-seria-pente-se-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>asphyxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13824046064312320131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6AMSYyGgLJo/S7FBsyxIMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5EloO6WycMc/S220/como+as+coisas+funcionam-.--pet+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuoHNBkLFeWI3lV8COuI2XqD8vPQcRDqgSrHY4LMd7OBsuj3O7y5XrZtX9BytMx52p-NTHfy2-s4_lxk9YWXc9be-vW3ONJrh9Y-rv80GZMfvMsqHogv8CjYi-YUKHi8JGuOHt15PQXBo/s72-c/pop+012.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>

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