tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249720672012-02-16T14:14:25.541+02:00relatos do nada, por palavras.rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.comBlogger521100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-87663832242865676642010-02-01T20:39:00.003+02:002010-02-01T20:49:16.333+02:00<object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fef358a330be9078" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" 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class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-5386031689053380895?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-43559455227106359472009-10-23T02:51:00.001+03:002009-10-23T02:51:34.809+03:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YB14RErb-FI&hl=pt-br&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YB14RErb-FI&hl=pt-br&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-4355945522710635947?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' 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Arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;" class="Apple-style-span" >- pintcha! - vagina!!! - Açores!<br />- porra - fodasse - Açores</span></div><div>- Levadas - Percurso pedestre com percurso de água [ilha da Madeira]</div><div>- Veredas - Percursos estreitos pedestres [ilha da Madeira]</div><div>- Capacete - Nebulosidade em forma de capacete [ilha da Madeira]</div><div>- Furado - Túnel [ilha da Madeira]</div><div>- Polícia - As lombas das estradas!!!!!!!!! [ilha da Madeira]</div><div>- Consumida - Preocupada</div><div>- Ricenta - algo pouco mastigável</div><div>- Escalfava-me! - destroi-me, mata-me! - Freamunde</div><div>- Esgaular! - Matar Catarina:D (longa historia) - Bragança</div><div><span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 18px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;" class="Apple-style-span" >escalfava.m!!!! isto sim é matar.<br />*esgaular tb é matar</span></div><div>- Empontar. - obrigar, incentivo alguem para beneficio proprio.</div><div>- Perrice! - meter nojo! Despique.</div><div>- Escangalhar! - (acho k tds sabem o k é)</div><div>- Estriqueiro - Lixo!</div><div>- Entulho! - Lixo!</div><div>- Bagunça. - Confusão/Lixo! (esta até aposto k tem no dicionario!)</div><div>- Chibatadas. - Chicotadas.</div><div>- Dor na mona! - Dor na cabeça!</div><div>- Gadanhas! - Mao!</div><div>- Bolina! - Velocidade!</div><div>- Pés chostros! - Feiosos, mal-cheirosos</div><div>- Tas a fazer macete... - Tas a fazer batota...</div><div>- Maçambana jeitosa! - Gaja jeitosa!</div><div>- Foge Maneto! - PORRA!!! - Norte</div><div>- Olha a roda! - Olha o avião - Norte</div><div>- Mimelo! - Mimalho! - Freamunde</div><div>- A brincar, a brincar, o macaco fodeu a mãe! - A brincar, a brincar, dizes a verdade - Freamunde</div><div>- Vou-me dar a banho!!! - Vou tomar banho! - Nordeste Transmontano</div><div>- Bô - boa - Norte Litoral</div><div>- Bô - OOuuuu!!! (tipo, olha aí!) - Nordeste Transmontano!</div><div>- Tas a moumar - tas a falar po boneco - Marco Canaveses</div><div>- Lambada/Chapada - Estalo - Todo o lado!</div><div><br /></div><div>novas palavras são bem vindas!!!!!!!!!!<br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-544840853340079241?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-62649702125199542932009-09-29T01:18:00.000+03:002009-09-29T01:19:03.847+03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2_HXUhShhmY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2_HXUhShhmY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-6264970212519954293?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-6234156942284615352009-09-29T01:13:00.003+03:002009-09-29T01:14:05.726+03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; 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">Verbaliza o Que Está Em Vias De Extinção!</span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"> (regionalismos)</div><div> a) <b>FRASE</b> b) <b>Significado</b> c) <b>Zona</b></div><div><br /></div><div>- Levadas - Percurso pedestre com percurso de água [ilha da Madeira]</div><div>- Veredas - Percursos estreitos pedestres [ilha da Madeira]</div><div>- Capacete - Nebulosidade em forma de capacete [ilha da Madeira]</div><div>- Furado - Túnel [ilha da Madeira]</div><div>- Polícia - As lombas das estradas!!!!!!!!! [ilha da Madeira]</div><div>- Consumida - Preocupada</div><div>- Ricenta - algo pouco mastigável</div><div>- Escalva-me! - destroi-me, mata-me</div><div>- Empontar. - obrigar, incentivo alguem para beneficio proprio.</div><div>- Perrice! - meter nojo! Despique. </div><div>- Escangalhar! - (acho k tds sabem o k é)</div><div>- Estriqueiro - Lixo!</div><div>- Entulho! - Lixo!</div><div>- Dor na mona! - Dor na cabeça! </div><div>- Gadanhas! - Mao!</div><div>- Bolina! - Velocidade!</div><div>- Pés chostros! - Feiosos, mal-cheirosos</div><div>- Tas a fazer macete... - Tas a fazer batota...</div><div>- Maçambana jeitosa! - Gaja jeitosa!</div><div>- Foge Maneto! - PORRA!!! - Norte</div><div>- Olha a roda! - Olha o avião - Norte</div><div>- Mimelo! - Mimalho! - Freamunde</div><div>- A brincar, a brincar, o macaco fodeu a mãe! - A brincar, a brincar, dizes a verdade - Freamunde</div><div>- Vou-me dar a banho!!! - Vou tomar banho! - Nordeste Transmontano</div><div>- Bô - boa - Norte Litoral</div><div>- Bô - OOuuuu!!! (tipo, olha aí!) - Nordeste Transmontano!</div><div>- Tas a moumar - tas a falar po boneco - Marco Canaveses</div><div>- Lambada/Chapada - Estalo - Todo o lado!</div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-7029525209831459869?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-70145176890473820632009-05-31T04:45:00.004+03:002009-05-31T05:01:16.953+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SiHhvPk8tWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bpsw4WwxgiI/s1600-h/Imagem194.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SiHhvPk8tWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bpsw4WwxgiI/s200/Imagem194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341798834789725538" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SiHhmRULsmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/vDs-uWxsEb0/s1600-h/Imagem184.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SiHhmRULsmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/vDs-uWxsEb0/s200/Imagem184.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341798680637452898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SiHheVO_tnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/h3JMkEtY3mY/s1600-h/Imagem178.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SiHheVO_tnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/h3JMkEtY3mY/s200/Imagem178.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341798544250484338" /></a> IMAGINARIUS FEIRA<br />31 Maio '09<div><br /></div><div>Lá está!.. Aproveitando a estadia por Portugal, aqui vai a famelga viver uns bons minutos em arte de rua, seja com teatro ou afins..<br />Feira '09 mt bom!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e7c11b4fe5004116" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De7c11b4fe5004116%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331561840%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C01A29CA2DFC33ABDCAA39BACF80CA6E5CC2070.2870AAB8B7EDA5AE15357220EFAD42F90994AA29%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De7c11b4fe5004116%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D70wkTKh1Mf769CapnV3HHNj9L_E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De7c11b4fe5004116%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331561840%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C01A29CA2DFC33ABDCAA39BACF80CA6E5CC2070.2870AAB8B7EDA5AE15357220EFAD42F90994AA29%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De7c11b4fe5004116%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D70wkTKh1Mf769CapnV3HHNj9L_E&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object>   <object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-97edfb036865a5f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D097edfb036865a5f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331561840%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56CE0872C1E3F8E9A9BBD813344273B898DF54A.C6FBF9FAB1573957AF1B3973CFA922A1E1E5BF3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D97edfb036865a5f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkYuiQoYfoMhwWWqfWzDioACWzZI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D097edfb036865a5f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331561840%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56CE0872C1E3F8E9A9BBD813344273B898DF54A.C6FBF9FAB1573957AF1B3973CFA922A1E1E5BF3%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D97edfb036865a5f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkYuiQoYfoMhwWWqfWzDioACWzZI&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-7014517689047382063?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-17879212777616231082009-05-28T17:25:00.000+03:002009-05-28T17:26:10.362+03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SgLrE9TWwqk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SgLrE9TWwqk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-1787921277761623108?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-16998369793031551142009-05-19T01:23:00.001+03:002009-05-19T01:24:43.392+03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 18px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 23px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre; "><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tu9HPz__3ys&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tu9HPz__3ys&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-1699836979303155114?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-10996083458027043412009-05-13T19:44:00.018+03:002009-05-13T21:03:15.885+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SgsFPt4tVSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/r7ZD-VmYAGU/s1600-h/P5100585.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SgsFPt4tVSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/r7ZD-VmYAGU/s200/P5100585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335363951124108578" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Semana Académica Bragança '09</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Fazendo uma pausa na Semana Académica de  Bragança e aceitando o convite do meu blica bro, eu, Catarina, Hugo, Lili e Venâncio e  lá fomos visitar a terrinha da Lili cansada :) Gebelim! Altamente a terrinha !!!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Lá fizemos de tudo, desde comer castanhas nesta época do ano, estraguei as sapatilhas a jogar futebol, festejar mais um título do F.C.Porto =) até "amamentar" um cordeirozinho!!! lololol</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SgsKTeeULyI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8jNgKLoeY1o/s200/P5080402.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335369513264492322" /></span></div><div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SgsJYdb2WxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/QDIz5cMpSMY/s320/P5080417.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335368499373431570" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';">Antes disso, estivemos em Zamora, Salamanca, e todas aquelas aldeolas portuguesas esquecidas no tempo, pois alguém nos indicou o caminho errado(eu!) pa Portugal!!!!!</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Mas assim ék valeu a pena: passamos pelo Douro à noitinha, com o luar a iluminar toda aquela bela paisagem ;)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';">O gps do pópó ék nos valeu, se nao, tinhamos ficado em Vilar Formoso até alguém se lembrar de nós, pois nem bateria nos telemóveis tínhamos:P</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';">eheh=D</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Queima dos meus bros... A vida é mesmo assim. Tudo de bom pa vós.<br /></div><div><br /></div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SgsIMPqkhEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DJfI_kORhhg/s200/P5090470.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335367190007022658" /><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SgsImsX6MrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/kk2rtVw5Ra4/s200/P5090475.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335367644389978802" /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-1099608345802704341?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-21990440792878596922009-04-24T20:27:00.000+03:002009-04-24T20:28:43.333+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SfH2sEze5iI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3mAjTxHMKvE/s1600-h/CIMG0848-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SfH2sEze5iI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3mAjTxHMKvE/s400/CIMG0848-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328311071220360738" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';">Espectacular :P</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-2199044079287859692?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-52754147288932749812009-04-15T23:59:00.002+03:002009-04-16T00:20:37.598+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SeZPmS1PqgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/bhmJoQExRaM/s1600-h/uk.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SeZPmS1PqgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/bhmJoQExRaM/s320/uk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325031128720976386" /></a><br />Uma coisa estranha [k m puxou para aki escrever] <div> é o facto de os pacatos e lindos dias de sol durante todo o dia,</div><div>tornam-se em estranhas noites de explusão da Natureza...<br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>A partir das dez da noite lá está:</div><div>Relâmpagos, chuva e ventos fortes!</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-5275414728893274981?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-91594450691000576832009-04-11T02:03:00.001+03:002009-04-11T02:08:41.870+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/Sd_Q0uV3Y3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/uDHatSQgg54/s1600-h/DSC04562.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/Sd_Q0uV3Y3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/uDHatSQgg54/s400/DSC04562.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323202888786731890" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';">Após longo tempo,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';">encontro luz na escuridão.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-9159445069100057683?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-9556855876977519392009-03-13T17:23:00.002+02:002009-03-13T17:26:05.758+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';">Family Portrait</span></span></span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"><object width="450" height="297"><param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"><param name="flashvars" value="id=115672746&amp;width=1337"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=115672746&amp;width=1337" height="297" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed></object><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-955685587697751939?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-23717558700506532742009-03-10T01:35:00.004+02:002009-03-10T02:40:41.509+02:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Retratos de imagem.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SbWvFEScA0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/yj863vXkFHk/s1600-h/DSC03930-3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SbWvFEScA0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/yj863vXkFHk/s400/DSC03930-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311343837138649922" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"><div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">[Seguro por esse Ser que amo, volto a escrever...]</span></span></div><div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">  Nesta Realidade de Ruptura desmedida, o Sonho e Querer tornam-se variáveis dividíveis da Geral arritmia. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">  Ninguém sabe o que Natura é de Dia, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">ninguém sabe o cheiro da Terra molhada quando chove</span>, ninguém Sente e Sabe o tacto de tal.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Rotinas por descobrir, ventos por sentir.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Pace-maker fazendo-o(-M) andar, passo-a-passo, até a flor perfeita encontrar, para a Ti t dar.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">fk&amp;fctry_</span></span></div><div><br /></div></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-2371755870050653274?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-67150584619808139162009-02-21T02:03:00.001+02:002009-02-21T02:19:11.015+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SZ9FChG2zyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/e4Simzv2zYc/s1600-h/slide.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SZ9FChG2zyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/e4Simzv2zYc/s400/slide.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305034795614916386" /></a>Sanabria Fev '09<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "> Passando por aldeias de xisto e aturando dietistas a cantar feitos tolos, aki xtamos nós  </span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "> [sem xkecer o sergy conduzir com travão d mao em cima...]</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-6715058461980813916?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-72618264443557943772009-01-28T00:12:00.002+02:002009-03-10T02:43:16.610+02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SX-HRqCVIMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/T974ecbe9Rs/s1600-h/DSC04313.JPG">Circuito de sombras</a><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SX-HRqCVIMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/T974ecbe9Rs/s320/DSC04313.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296100424222580930" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><div style="text-align: right;">contadas.<br /></div></span><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-7261826444355794377?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-12315399854745018352009-01-26T21:12:00.001+02:002009-01-26T21:16:01.343+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SX4L69nTwPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/LfTAWcFd44w/s1600-h/DSC04295.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SX4L69nTwPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/LfTAWcFd44w/s400/DSC04295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295683319434035442" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">_Saint John of Wood_</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-1231539985474501835?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-66997991114647150772009-01-17T19:13:00.003+02:002009-03-10T02:43:01.365+02:00<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SXIRzeOZJQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/umuiYr6E6gI/s1600-h/rod.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SXIRzeOZJQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/umuiYr6E6gI/s320/rod.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292312088098186498" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-6699799111464715077?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-58576560338793434672009-01-06T03:31:00.004+02:002009-01-07T00:49:42.958+02:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:48px;">dedicado aos k smp aki ficarao_<br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;">["as dezenas d vezes k ouvimos essa musica em circulos d amigos"] fk&amp;fctry_</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1kdqUXAg5DU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1kdqUXAg5DU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-5857656033879343467?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-58105890432577202972008-12-04T02:55:00.004+02:002008-12-04T03:14:31.189+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/STcq4R7cljI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WLO2OsF8Ues/s1600-h/DSC04254.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/STcq4R7cljI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WLO2OsF8Ues/s400/DSC04254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275732634861606450" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Quarto escuro em noite intensa.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">@cmb</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">[pto interrogação<br />permanece.]</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-5810589043257720297?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-64860525860467116032008-12-04T02:49:00.001+02:002008-12-04T02:49:49.499+02:00Calma bro..<br />Velhos os nossos bons tempos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-6486052586046711603?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-18892536646759421692008-09-26T16:42:00.003+03:002008-12-04T03:12:15.699+02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SNznIdtB-gI/AAAAAAAAAEI/f2eH_hu0Zw0/s1600-h/DSC04142.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250325398205626882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SNznIdtB-gI/AAAAAAAAAEI/f2eH_hu0Zw0/s400/DSC04142.JPG" border="0" /></a>Por onde passo?<div></div><div style="text-align: right;">Onde estarei?</div><div style="text-align: left;">Como estarei?</div><div style="text-align: right;">O que farei?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Porque a dificuldade de tudo isto?</div><div style="text-align: left;">_____________________________________________________________________________________</div><div style="text-align: left;">Por aí.<br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">Não sei.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Feliz, espero.</div><div style="text-align: right;">ALGO</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-1889253664675942169?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-43290675389612059942008-05-04T21:13:00.002+03:002008-05-05T01:00:35.521+03:00<div align="left"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SB39JV-znGI/AAAAAAAAACU/R7k8kkIEcac/s1600-h/rod2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196587882016644194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SB39JV-znGI/AAAAAAAAACU/R7k8kkIEcac/s200/rod2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Pele que me transformas,<br /><div align="right">Cavado tempo quando me vejo,</div><div align="left">Inércia do não existir,</div><div align="right">Obrigado.</div><div align="right"></div><div align="center">fk&amp;fctry_</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-4329067538961205994?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-74365897810800731892008-05-04T21:02:00.007+03:002008-05-04T21:37:30.236+03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SB4CX1-znJI/AAAAAAAAACw/kMeZreSFmFM/s1600-h/rod.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196593628682886290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SB4CX1-znJI/AAAAAAAAACw/kMeZreSFmFM/s400/rod.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/SB363V-znFI/AAAAAAAAACM/dqFl_0TiJfI/s1600-h/rod.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bengala na mão,</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">visão turva de querer e tudo aproveitar,</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...,</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">porque está tudo a acabar.</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Quatro anos moldado em perfeito Fado, </span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">daquele Ar que,</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">só quem conhece,</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">faz arrepiar.</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Moldado,</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">para agora ser lançado neste Ciclo de interrogação...</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Passa a euforia da semana do auge da academia...</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">[Segundos pensantes de apenas imaginar... mecanico movimento]</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><se></span><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">>Se este solo me aguenta,</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">se, se, se...></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Vencerei_</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">fk&amp;fctry_</span></p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-7436589781080073189?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-71862234271819098482008-03-06T19:48:00.002+02:002008-03-06T19:54:07.509+02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/R9AvhNXAPTI/AAAAAAAAACE/-6LmXn2KDG0/s1600-h/1760371%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174688219417034034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/R9AvhNXAPTI/AAAAAAAAACE/-6LmXn2KDG0/s320/1760371%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ouço o nosso amor de predilecção...<br />amo.t<br /><a href="javascript:history.go(-1);"></a><a href="javascript:history.go(-1);"></a><a href="javascript:history.go(-1);"></a><a href="javascript:history.go(-1);"></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-7186223427181909848?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-54359942416176550082007-12-01T16:23:00.000+02:002007-12-02T21:44:57.804+02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/R1FzEAdAv9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/CLYtssJweq4/s1600-R/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139015162484801490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/R1FzEAdAv9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/dI24QLLrSWo/s200/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#333333;">Amo-te por excelência.<br />amo-te por tudo... </span><br /><span style="color:#333333;"><br />Tanto carinho por ti nutrido... Olhos que se vêem...<br />Acima de tudo, este sentir . . . .<br />Este sentir taaaao bom:<br />Tu.<br /><br />[apenas tu sabes o que mais.]</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-5435994241617655008?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-77823300075955533452007-11-17T19:02:00.000+02:002007-11-17T19:06:31.158+02:00<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WOt15JsLloU&rel=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WOt15JsLloU&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-7782330007595553345?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-42618101485440979062007-11-02T19:30:00.001+02:002007-11-02T19:39:31.435+02:00<strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"><em>Medo</em></span></strong> <span style="font-size:85%;">de n m seres real...<br /></span><br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128297051884433986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="231" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/Ryte_3BBMkI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZK_l_Nqszj8/s320/1393619.jpg" width="273" border="0" /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-4261810148544097906?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-76256192014835227822007-10-20T19:55:00.000+03:002007-10-20T20:17:24.979+03:00<span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Espero que o Tempo não leve Tudo.</span></strong><br /></div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123468834013884562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/Rxo3wl0usJI/AAAAAAAAABc/DyGuJ49RN9Y/s320/535550.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div><br /><div align="right">TUDO DE <strong>TI</strong> E <strong>CONTIGO</strong>, <em><span style="font-size:180%;">GOSTAR</span></em>.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-7625619201483522782?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-13891634243264341602007-07-11T00:51:00.000+03:002007-07-11T00:55:47.142+03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/RpQALyxFPwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dDYDrW-X1sQ/s1600-h/aaaa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085690081814331138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/RpQALyxFPwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dDYDrW-X1sQ/s400/aaaa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/RpP_7ixFPvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rF2gcXLRDQU/s1600-h/tae+kwon+do.jpg"></a><div align="left">JUst</div><div align="right">Taekwondo combat.<br /><br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-1389163424326434160?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-80415189407364625172007-06-19T17:38:00.000+03:002007-06-19T18:00:34.005+03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/RnftAYscjdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s5yZTq1gayQ/s1600-h/230937.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077787695768178130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/RnftAYscjdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s5yZTq1gayQ/s400/230937.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Face ao Só,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">esta tua imagem ali refletida</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">acomoda-se ao que está perto.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tão fácil </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">como essas palavras</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">tão puramente conspurcadas </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">por um Ar sem razão.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tudo indicava para algo tão bem por ti dito até,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">em modo fora de contexto, </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ler o que <até>não sabia expor.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">[Tão] Irrisórias palavras por ti ditas, nesse teu esconderijo..!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rotina em reflexo<br />[Necessidade]</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">encadeia-te<br />para a ilusão desse algo.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">[ou já nem abres teus olhos?...]</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Triste saber que a necessidade afectiva<br />é um amor de causa perdida.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">::: Este texto é relativo à [tua] </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">visão sem alcance. :::</span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">fk&amp;fctry_</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-8041518940736462517?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-10296946420311220002007-06-18T18:14:00.000+03:002007-06-19T18:01:13.104+03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/RnajDoscjcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pZXrrdtJN_I/s1600-h/Um+dia..+seremos+eu+i+tu+para+sempre.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077424912765586882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_39M6Wt2dNXQ/RnajDoscjcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pZXrrdtJN_I/s320/Um+dia..+seremos+eu+i+tu+para+sempre.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Este vento sussura-me algo...<br />Não consigo perceber...</div><br />Toda a Natureza à minha volta se agita, por entender. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">fk&amp;fctry_</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-1029694642031122000?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-1175617234683566522007-04-03T19:11:00.000+03:002007-06-19T18:01:34.269+03:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;">VOGAIS NUM MUNDO SEM CONSOANTES</span></div><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6040/2600/1600/766498/1145584.jpg.jpg"></a></p><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6040/2600/1600/766498/1145584.jpg.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="138" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6040/2600/320/579321/1145584.jpg.jpg" width="247" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Vi-me livre, ali</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">onde sussurra o vento...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">coisa branda e vã, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">com olhos de Ser</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Senti,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">pareceu sentir.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">[...]</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Espaço entre palavras.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Pedras gastas.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Palavras fora de mente.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;">fk&amp;fctry_</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-117561723468356652?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-1156522407844601912006-08-25T18:52:00.000+03:002006-08-25T20:27:12.716+03:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6040/2600/1600/733723.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6040/2600/200/733723.jpg" border="0" /></a> Pela rua, nesse dia, nos cruzamos...<br />Sei o que tinhas calçado,<br />a tua expressão,<br />o movimento do teu corpo.<br /><br />Passam os dias num pensamento bloqueado em algo semelhante a pegadas deixadas num caminho de terra desta cidade divinal.<br /><sombrei-me><passam><br /><br />Sombreio-me com a luz de sentirmos tudo da mesma forma.<br />Olhar-te continuamente até te perderes de mim...<br />Ter-te, tocar-te, sentir-te a pele...<br />Arrepiar-te.<br />[É tudo.<br />E contudo, para mim isto basta!]<br /><br />Espero-te de mãos dadas, por te querer aí... de mãos suadas de tanto nos resistirmos.<br />Guardo em ti um pedaço de mim.<br />Teio-me em seda de te sentir..<br />de sentir esse sopro de vida, mas deixo o fumo que nos recobre desvanecer-se..<br />[perdurará...] ...apenas naquele local nos teremos.<br /><livres><br /><br />fk&amp;fctry_<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-115652240784460191?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-1156432120777124962006-08-24T17:29:00.000+03:002006-08-25T00:31:36.540+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6040/2600/1600/DSC01880-2.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6040/2600/200/DSC01880-2.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />::apenas um momento::<br /><br />Pur ventos que não se sentem,<br />caminhos que desconhecia são avistados<br />pur akele sol k naum brilha<br />.<br />Pedras surgem,<br />aglomeradas,<br />provocando a fuga d algo atrós em mim.<br />Vi,<br />Senti<br />uk nc pensei poder presenciar...<br />algo tão mau..<br />algo tão meu.<br />[tive k m afastar até, num dia, no fundo tocar.]<br /><br />Acordo.<br />Acordo num Mundo k m faz xkecer...<br />k me faz sentir.<br />Sentir a música para depoix fechar ux olhux i deixar-me..<br />Espremo uk d bom há- falo ctg.<br />Naum sei benhe onde estou, max xtou benhe..<br />Encontro-me agora c/ um amigo num local intemporal k jah tinha perdido.<br />Tão bom sentir tudo isto outra vez!<br /><br /><br />(jah tanto vivi..)<br />Elevo-me.<br />Selecciono.<br />Critico ou ignoro.<br />Tenho-me.Gosto-me_<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-115643212077712496?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-1145114136125987632006-04-15T18:07:00.000+03:002006-10-27T17:03:28.303+03:00<div align="center"><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" align="right" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663300;">Pulas sem te elevares, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">nesse vôo de complexa irrealidade apenas teu...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Pulas sob um sorriso mudo, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">expressando um esboço de ilusão entristecida.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Pulas por nada mais conseguir...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">[Preferes a ausencia de parte de ti]</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Enalteço-me com a tua fragilidade...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Dás passos em frente enquanto cais!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Ignoras o ar sufocado que respiras...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Desejo de provocar instabilidade foi lançado por esse acto alcançado...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">... Choras agora?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Algo bate mais forte, reparaste?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Ambos o sabemos.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Em falas e gestos de encanto gostar... Sabe-lo...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">És tão bonita assim.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">Falo... Falas... Sorris.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;">[momento]</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"></span></div></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td height="1" unselectable="on" style="font-size:1pt;"><div id="hotbar_promo" align="center"><span style="color:#663300;"></span></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-114511413612598763?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-1143657740055171212006-03-29T21:39:00.001+03:002006-12-28T19:25:01.770+02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6040/2600/1600/sem%20t??tulo.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6040/2600/400/sem%20t%3F%3Ftulo.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Parapeitos de escuridao_<br />- Mar. 10, 2006 at 07:37 AM<br /><a href="http://pics-85.hi5.com/userpics/485/154/154098485.img.jpg" target="_blank"></a><br />[ Fantasiado na escritura, algo perene e suscitado em mim numa fala descomplexa levada por um vento vagabundo que escorrega por ai... por terras mal usadas.<br />Apetrechado de movimento, algo se cria neste espaco de ambundancia desnutrida, por um sol que nao brilha. ]<br /><br />Sons familiares fazem-me despertar...<br />Dissimulantes tonturas levam-me a uma visao tepida e a incertas estrategias sobre uma sombra que nao me ultrapassa.<br />Em estranhos movimentos recomeco a caminhada... Hoje sinto-me vivo em algo que nada me pode oferecer.<br />Tudo quieto... tudo igual... tudo com aspecto de um morbido senao... Onde procurar tudo aquilo que sonhei?<br />Afinal... que imagens retenho? Estou a delirar...<br />Esfrego os olhos...<br />Anestesiado no meu SER, amuleto que me guia, deixo-me levar pela falta que algo me cria.<br />Perco-me em mim numa estrada alcatroada, para tras ja nao ha nada! Anseio alcancar-ME numa definicao por encontrar.<br />Silencio corrompido por algo que nao se diz...<br />Franzo o rosto num olhar que nao ve, apenas IMAGINA...<br />Nao e sempre necessario uma raiz para se crescer!<br /><como><br />Uma ultima coisa...<br />MENTALIZA-TE<br />Rua descabida e um beco sem saida...<br /><br />fk&amp;fctry_<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-114365774005517121?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-1143630280471907942006-03-29T14:01:00.001+03:002008-05-04T21:53:51.028+03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6040/2600/1600/DSC00074.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6040/2600/400/DSC00074.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Taekwondo...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">do you know what it means?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Desejo...</div><div align="center">Querer...</div><div align="center">Outra e outra vez...</div><div align="center">Para quê dar tempo a algo superior a nós?</div><div align="center">[necessidades]</div><div align="center">Parte de mim permanece</div><div align="center">mas está longe.</div><div align="center">Foge </div><div align="center">para o extase, </div><div align="center">para tudo aquilo que já senti,</div><div align="center">para tudo aquilo ao qual já me habituei...</div><div align="center">Para todas essas palavras</div><div align="center">que não sei pronunciar,</div><div align="center">apenas</div><div align="center">...</div><div align="center">as sinto_</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Quero atravessar para esse mundo_</div><div align="center">[este]</div><div align="center"></div><div align="right">fk&amp;fctry_</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-114363028047190794?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24972067.post-1143627697533337882006-03-29T13:16:00.001+03:002008-05-04T21:52:02.267+03:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6040/2600/1600/Yeh,%20ixu%20td!.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6040/2600/320/Yeh%2C%20ixu%20td%21.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Inspiração de irmão.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24972067-114362769753333788?l=darkfootprint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>rodolfohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08883985494337741115noreply@blogger.com2