<?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-2529408134924935969</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:06:52.641-03:00</updated><title type='text'>firemind</title><subtitle type='html'>Cogito, ergo sum 
(Penso logo existo)
Descartes</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2529408134924935969/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Quem grita "Carpe, Carpe"</name><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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529408134924935969.post-3103667931006638391</id><published>2007-07-08T16:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:22:22.942-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Morte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RpFHNbC4vLI/AAAAAAAAABk/R5NVe-GyJZ8/s1600-h/death_is___by_er0k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RpFHNbC4vLI/AAAAAAAAABk/R5NVe-GyJZ8/s320/death_is___by_er0k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084923750201736370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Como lidamos com a morte será que apenas se sentindo confortáveis, afinal todos morrem mesmo ou pensando não em como morre mas pelo que lutar, pois em lutas acontecem mortes, será que existe no mundo uma causa ou alguem que mereça sua vida ? Ou quem ofertaria a vida por você?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    As vezes temos medo de arriscar mas pense: "Os herois são herois porque escolheram correr o risco de se tomarem herois."ou "Todos os homens  morrem, mas nem todo vivem."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Faça sua escolha em viver ou pensar no que inevitável. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529408134924935969-3103667931006638391?l=whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/feeds/3103667931006638391/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2529408134924935969&amp;postID=3103667931006638391' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2529408134924935969/posts/default/3103667931006638391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2529408134924935969/posts/default/3103667931006638391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/2007/07/morte.html' title='Morte'/><author><name>Quem grita "Carpe, Carpe"</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RpFHNbC4vLI/AAAAAAAAABk/R5NVe-GyJZ8/s72-c/death_is___by_er0k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529408134924935969.post-1883440560086892462</id><published>2007-06-27T13:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:09:56.056-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Veneno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RoKYR7C4vII/AAAAAAAAABM/_rRLoIcBEFM/s1600-h/Red_Poison___Frozen_by_littlemewhatever.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RoKYR7C4vII/AAAAAAAAABM/_rRLoIcBEFM/s320/Red_Poison___Frozen_by_littlemewhatever.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080790763302337666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RoKYKrC4vHI/AAAAAAAAABE/ctLrVI_jWDo/s1600-h/Purple_Poison_by_greenspoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RoKYKrC4vHI/AAAAAAAAABE/ctLrVI_jWDo/s320/Purple_Poison_by_greenspoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080790638748286066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Todos os dias morremos um pouco fisicamente isso é normal, porem o morrer intelectual é normal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Pensamos logo existimos mas as vezes deixamos levar por algo e deixamos de pensar por nós mesmos e pegamos os pensamentos dos outros e tomamos como verdade sem avaliar. Isso envenena nossa mente e pouco a pouco torna algo normal e paramos de ter um censo crítico forte, atrofiando cada vez mas nosso pensar e refletir sobre algo. A falta de tempo traz isso, trabalhamos e nos conformamos de mais,  lutamos e pensamos de menos. Reflicta e lute por um ideal mesmo que não usufrua dele, mas as pessoas que usufruírem lembraram de você. Não come aquilo que te envenena dia após dia pois mais cedo ou mais tarde ira morrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Sua opinião pode estar errada, mas continua sendo sua opinião"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529408134924935969-1883440560086892462?l=whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/feeds/1883440560086892462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2529408134924935969&amp;postID=1883440560086892462' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2529408134924935969/posts/default/1883440560086892462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2529408134924935969/posts/default/1883440560086892462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/2007/06/veneno.html' title='Veneno'/><author><name>Quem grita "Carpe, Carpe"</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RoKYR7C4vII/AAAAAAAAABM/_rRLoIcBEFM/s72-c/Red_Poison___Frozen_by_littlemewhatever.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529408134924935969.post-5760696351709134327</id><published>2007-06-24T11:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T17:24:54.022-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Consciência</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/Rn7XnYDhasI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nmJiZPP0Mu4/s1600-h/Your_Bad_Conscience_Is_Everywh_by_JeanFrancois.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/Rn7XnYDhasI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nmJiZPP0Mu4/s320/Your_Bad_Conscience_Is_Everywh_by_JeanFrancois.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079734501192592066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A consciência é aquela voz que diz que você esta errado  em fazer algo. É também a avaliação de como esta vivendo, ou seja, a capacidade de julgar seus atos. Diria que a cada dia temos que melhorar nossa forma pensar, ou seja, modelar nossa consciência a cada vez mais tornar-se seres conciêntisados e não sientisados.&lt;br /&gt;Saber o que acontece no mundo e não se alienar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentar mudar e não estagnar.&lt;br /&gt;Amar e não esperar ser amado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Apontar falhas nós outros é simples, e que tal corrigir as suas?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529408134924935969-5760696351709134327?l=whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/feeds/5760696351709134327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2529408134924935969&amp;postID=5760696351709134327' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2529408134924935969/posts/default/5760696351709134327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2529408134924935969/posts/default/5760696351709134327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/2007/06/conscincia.html' title='Consciência'/><author><name>Quem grita "Carpe, Carpe"</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/Rn7XnYDhasI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nmJiZPP0Mu4/s72-c/Your_Bad_Conscience_Is_Everywh_by_JeanFrancois.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529408134924935969.post-7414769383378121387</id><published>2007-06-22T10:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T18:33:05.322-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RnvbnoDharI/AAAAAAAAAA0/a6UiaSxAEPE/s1600-h/438992a5f-f23f-49c2-8c86-21157f63d2e6Murat+Harmanlikli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RnvbnoDharI/AAAAAAAAAA0/a6UiaSxAEPE/s320/438992a5f-f23f-49c2-8c86-21157f63d2e6Murat+Harmanlikli.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078894478603938482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;      Quando paramos as vezes em algum lugar no qual não se tem nenhum ruído, e mesmo que não queira o pensar sobre algo isso é o que vem a cabeça. Em que você pensa nestas horas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;            Eu penso no mundo como um todo em cada coisa na qual olho e me nego a ver, nas coisas que não vejo mais sei que existem, e ai enxergo como a raça humana é com suas armas, tentando ser superior a tudo e a todos. Esquecendo que vivemos em uma imensa casa na onde tem vários quartos onde cada espécie descansa e uma enorme sala de estar onde confraternizamos todos os dias. Pois vivemos na terra  e independente de tamanho, forma, capacidade de pensar somos todos  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TERRÁQUEOS&lt;/span&gt;. E ai já pensou nisso???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="r"&gt;&lt;a href="http://afrodizia.letras.terra.com.br/letras/120432/" class="l"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529408134924935969-7414769383378121387?l=whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/feeds/7414769383378121387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2529408134924935969&amp;postID=7414769383378121387' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2529408134924935969/posts/default/7414769383378121387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2529408134924935969/posts/default/7414769383378121387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/2007/06/silncio.html' title='Silêncio'/><author><name>Quem grita "Carpe, Carpe"</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RnvbnoDharI/AAAAAAAAAA0/a6UiaSxAEPE/s72-c/438992a5f-f23f-49c2-8c86-21157f63d2e6Murat+Harmanlikli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529408134924935969.post-3054433158891399659</id><published>2007-06-19T18:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T18:33:37.335-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Imparcialidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RnhMXoDhaqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eh80BdrWsD8/s1600-h/macacos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RnhMXoDhaqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eh80BdrWsD8/s320/macacos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077892548633127586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segundo o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wikipédia&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;    im.par.ci.&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;que não &lt;a href="http://pt.wiktionary.org/wiki/tender" title="tender"&gt;tende&lt;/a&gt; a &lt;a href="http://pt.wiktionary.org/wiki/lado" title="lado"&gt;lado&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://pt.wiktionary.org/wiki/nenhum" title="nenhum"&gt;nenhum&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://pt.wiktionary.org/wiki/neutro" title="neutro"&gt;neutro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Todos são iguais perante a lei, sem distinção de qualquer natureza, garantindo-se aos brasileiros e aos estrangeiros residentes no País a inviolabilidade do direito à vida, à liberdade, à igualdade, à segurança e à propriedade, nos termos seguintes: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LIII&lt;/span&gt; - ninguém será processado nem sentenciado senão pela autoridade competente, considerando-se como tal juiz &lt;b&gt;imparcial&lt;/b&gt; e independente. (artigo cinco da Constituição Federal brasileira de 1988)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Segundo eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im.par.ci.&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     O fato de ficarmos parados &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;perante&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;situações&lt;/span&gt; que vemos em nosso &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cotidiano&lt;/span&gt;, das quais  não fazemos nada para mudar e dizemos "Isso é culpa do governo", mas quem elege os governantes?.Somos imparciais quando:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ficamos surdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;: quando pessoas gritam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;próximos&lt;/span&gt; de nós &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;reinvidicandos&lt;/span&gt; seus direitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ficamos cegos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;: quando &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;assistimos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;situações&lt;/span&gt; das quais dizemos "Isso é um absurdo" ficando só nisto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ficamos mudos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;: quando é nossa vez de falar para as pessoas que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;direccionam&lt;/span&gt; o mundo em que vivemos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ficamos assim com apenas dois &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;órgãos&lt;/span&gt; do sentido, e se continuarmos assim como &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;perderemos&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tato&lt;/span&gt; e o paladar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529408134924935969-3054433158891399659?l=whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/feeds/3054433158891399659/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2529408134924935969&amp;postID=3054433158891399659' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2529408134924935969/posts/default/3054433158891399659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2529408134924935969/posts/default/3054433158891399659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/2007/06/imparcialidade.html' title='Imparcialidade'/><author><name>Quem grita "Carpe, Carpe"</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RnhMXoDhaqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eh80BdrWsD8/s72-c/macacos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529408134924935969.post-8493042638614341164</id><published>2007-06-17T19:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T18:43:27.579-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Por quê ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RoLZ8bC4vJI/AAAAAAAAABU/9a1J5maexT0/s1600-h/solidariedade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RoLZ8bC4vJI/AAAAAAAAABU/9a1J5maexT0/s320/solidariedade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080862961702583442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As vezes perguntamos porque vivemos, não que seja um crise existencial, mas buscamos uma resposta a esta pergunta, tentando achar algo satisfatório. Em minha forma de ver acredito que mais importante que a resposta a  esta pergunta, é conseguirmos fazer com que nossa vida tenha sentido, um norte, no qual será utilizado como um direçionamento no modo de viver, agir e ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;    Ajudar a alguém que precise , fazer aquele que esta triste sorrir, buscar fazer coisas nas quais nos orgulhemos não visando um lucro material mas sim um crescimento em espírito e verdadeiro, treinar nossa solidariedade. Pois quando nascemos o mundo se alegra e nós choramos, quando morremos devemos fazer o contrário,  ou seja,  alegrar - se por ter contribuido para melhora do mundo, e o mundo se entristecer por perder alguém tão importante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529408134924935969-8493042638614341164?l=whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/feeds/8493042638614341164/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2529408134924935969&amp;postID=8493042638614341164' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2529408134924935969/posts/default/8493042638614341164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2529408134924935969/posts/default/8493042638614341164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whilethesunsleeps.blogspot.com/2007/06/por-qu.html' title='Por quê ?'/><author><name>Quem grita "Carpe, Carpe"</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G2jA9ZGfiWA/RoLZ8bC4vJI/AAAAAAAAABU/9a1J5maexT0/s72-c/solidariedade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
