<?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-4127988571003920566</id><updated>2011-11-27T22:57:05.837-02:00</updated><category term='Outros'/><title type='text'>plantando Ventos, colhendo Tempestades</title><subtitle type='html'>Então páro pra pensar em "voz" alta, ou talvez seja apenas mais uma forma de existencia...virtual...
Mas não se espante, se por aqui passar, e tudo estiver diferente...afinal, o tempo sempre muda...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plantandoventoscolhendotempestades.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4127988571003920566/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plantandoventoscolhendotempestades.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tempestade</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3VW3kCwW4/SYhqgQu42LI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YoOjocd6fF4/S220/DSC03973a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127988571003920566.post-4384947397717411714</id><published>2011-05-12T09:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T17:31:03.134-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quando pronuncio&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nada&lt;br /&gt;posso ouvir (sentir) o vazio (e o silêncio)&lt;br /&gt;da palavra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4127988571003920566-4384947397717411714?l=plantandoventoscolhendotempestades.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plantandoventoscolhendotempestades.blogspot.com/feeds/4384947397717411714/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4127988571003920566&amp;postID=4384947397717411714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4127988571003920566/posts/default/4384947397717411714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4127988571003920566/posts/default/4384947397717411714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plantandoventoscolhendotempestades.blogspot.com/2011/05/quando-pronuncio-posso-ouvir-sentir-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Tempestade</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3VW3kCwW4/SYhqgQu42LI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YoOjocd6fF4/S220/DSC03973a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127988571003920566.post-6027527806737585601</id><published>2011-03-21T13:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T13:54:11.824-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Vou tentar manter o coração aberto pra você,&lt;br /&gt;Apesar dos outros,&lt;br /&gt;Apesar dos medos,&lt;br /&gt;Apesar dos monstros nos meus pesadelos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Vou tentar manter o coração aberto pra você,&lt;br /&gt;Apesar dos trincos,&lt;br /&gt;Apesar dos trancos,&lt;br /&gt;Apesar dos dias repetidos que são tantos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; 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padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Eu de coração aberto pra você,&lt;br /&gt;de coração aberto pra você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Aberto- Zélia Duncan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4127988571003920566-6027527806737585601?l=plantandoventoscolhendotempestades.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plantandoventoscolhendotempestades.blogspot.com/feeds/6027527806737585601/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4127988571003920566&amp;postID=6027527806737585601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4127988571003920566/posts/default/6027527806737585601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4127988571003920566/posts/default/6027527806737585601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plantandoventoscolhendotempestades.blogspot.com/2011/03/vou-tentar-manter-o-coracao-aberto-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>Tempestade</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3VW3kCwW4/SYhqgQu42LI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YoOjocd6fF4/S220/DSC03973a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127988571003920566.post-6143018720081282610</id><published>2009-12-27T13:27:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:46:36.270-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O utilitarismo quase sempre ama a mediocridade intelectual. 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