tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14295043101697200442024-03-05T12:43:26.236-03:00Paixões, musicas e sentimentosJu Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.comBlogger124125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-68749238552642323212012-03-14T14:54:00.005-03:002012-03-14T15:12:47.396-03:00Chimarrão<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Fotos minhas... habito essencial e meu!!!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span><br />
<div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><i><u>Chimarrão</u></i></b></span></div></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><i>Glaucus Saraiva</i></b></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFwnJPr80fz_s8JhBTaPhygYZn3jKDG6BpqBEC971O6Dwm0ps9pLlPQGuF7j-92gd5DNqPszdduX53uAQNYK-X2KSV31FWjvPDrlu9eyqTgvqxtD5RsrTQVgWG0eQIaWY_9gWDt4Ema94/s1600/IMG_6924-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFwnJPr80fz_s8JhBTaPhygYZn3jKDG6BpqBEC971O6Dwm0ps9pLlPQGuF7j-92gd5DNqPszdduX53uAQNYK-X2KSV31FWjvPDrlu9eyqTgvqxtD5RsrTQVgWG0eQIaWY_9gWDt4Ema94/s400/IMG_6924-1.JPG" width="262" /></a></span></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large; line-height: 150%;">Amargo doce que eu sorvo</span></div><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Num beijo em lábios de prata.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Tens o perfume da mata</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Molhada pelo sereno.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">E a cuia, seio moreno,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Que passa de mão em mão</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Traduz, no meu chimarrão,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Em sua simplicidade,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">A velha hospitalidade</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Da gente do meu rincão.</span></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqO449R9dQdMyh3Ri92BNOUosyN-XMnJwM4i7jkBhNCF9dRhQWQYA68dHSTs8mD_cRq9x7feajfn-dG4ebojgwA8X2-EW5CwCqI8HfyzKiXBXqN3vxDNqTo5of76zGmcPHliMeTDCqyUo/s1600/IMG_7506-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><img border="0" height="295" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqO449R9dQdMyh3Ri92BNOUosyN-XMnJwM4i7jkBhNCF9dRhQWQYA68dHSTs8mD_cRq9x7feajfn-dG4ebojgwA8X2-EW5CwCqI8HfyzKiXBXqN3vxDNqTo5of76zGmcPHliMeTDCqyUo/s400/IMG_7506-1.JPG" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large; line-height: 150%;">Trazes à minha lembrança,</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;"><div style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Neste teu sabor selvagem,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">A mística beberagem,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Do feiticeiro charrua,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">E o perfil da lança nua,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Encravada na coxilha,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Apontando firme a trilha,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Por onde rolou a história,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Empoeirada de glórias,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">De tradição farroupilha.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%;"></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlHavvz2qX1PAz2gjkIZpUXD1jhX1D8g4XC3-XGyK6MPAp6eQJ70-taSOlYN4bWfscC5X105pby5Xvd75TH2oIIgdDxmGME7mXVOgeBSAbCOPflTvgqdVuRWz-Vmll8W8FCZwuV_rOnao/s1600/IMG_7551-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlHavvz2qX1PAz2gjkIZpUXD1jhX1D8g4XC3-XGyK6MPAp6eQJ70-taSOlYN4bWfscC5X105pby5Xvd75TH2oIIgdDxmGME7mXVOgeBSAbCOPflTvgqdVuRWz-Vmll8W8FCZwuV_rOnao/s400/IMG_7551-2.JPG" width="300" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large; line-height: 150%;">Em teus últimos arrancos,</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;"><div style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Ao ronco do teu findar,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Ouço um potro a corcovear,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Na imensidão deste pampa,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">E em minha mente se estampa,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Reboando nos confins ,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">A voz febril dos clarins,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Repinicando: "Avançar"!</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">E então eu fico a pensar,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Apertando o lábio, assim,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Que o amargo está no fim,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">E a seiva forte que eu sinto,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">É o sangue de trinta e cinco,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 150%;">Que volta verde pra mim."</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 150%;"></div></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-73416382362443675232012-03-05T18:56:00.000-03:002012-03-05T18:56:11.076-03:00Reflexos perdidos<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Desenho antigo feito com carvão vegetal em papel canson A3, mas que possui seus significados e sentimentos!!!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><i><u>Reflexo Perdido</u></i></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>Juliana Lima</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">"Memorias de um tempo que passou</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Uma vida que ficou pra trás</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Inocência perdida</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Livros que não foram lidos</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Brincadeiras esquecidas</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Os olhos se turvam</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Em meio a realidade e devaneios</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Tudo gira no seu ritmo , seu tempo</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">O coração recorda e chora</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Dias , noites de lagrimas sem fim</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Tudo se foi</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">O que era , já não é mais</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Mas reflete no que sou</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">E no que serei </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">No que pensei e sentirei</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Seguir em frente</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Mas com as marcar que o tempo deixou..."</span>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-86143479117876668612012-02-18T11:55:00.003-02:002012-02-18T22:03:23.096-02:00Autorretrato<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Este texto ganhei de uma amiga, a qual eu considero uma "irmã de alma"!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Ele diz o que sou e como sou... esquadrinha minha alma!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">O bom da vida é ter amigos que nos conhecem, e entendem todas as dores e alegrias</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">AMOOOO MEUS AMIGOS!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Espero que gostem.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">"Retrato sem forma, poesia sem letra... música sem áudio...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Me transformo e me movo perante o inusitado...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Me comovo por nada, embora chore por tudo....</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Sofro por pouco, as vezes por muito...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Me fortaleço diante de minhas próprias fraquezas...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Não há ponto final....me renovo nas reticências...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Elas me libertam, me desenham, me traduzem...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Reorganizam meus dias, minha vida, meu mundo...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Me tiram do eixo, provocam, desafiam...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Elas me descrevem...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Certa vez me descreveram como “dúvida ambulante”</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Pergunto, em forma de resposta....</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">O que somos se não a dúvida</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Dúvida perante o novo, estranho..</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Dúvida perante o cotidiano, o conhecido...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Somos movidos pela dúvida, ela nos alimenta, nos move...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Certeza é uma busca que deve ser infinita</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Caso contrário, o que nos tornaria melhores do que somos hoje?</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">A certeza vem acompanhada de comodismo e isto....não me serve, tampouco me basta!</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Aliás....nada bastará, me transformo e repenso cada gesto e palavra,,,</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Sou movida pela dúvida constante, por tudo que não consigo ver...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Pelas possibilidades de algo melhor, pela incoerência que me atormenta...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Pelas lágrimas que derramo, pelos sorrisos que insistem em moldar meu rosto após lembranças de um tempo feliz...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Pela angústia que me consome em momentos de incerteza...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Pelo entusiasmo que surge do nada e me faz repensar valores e conceitos...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Sou movida por tudo aquilo que teima em me paralisar...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Por tudo que insiste em me fazer parar.....</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Uma catarse constante....</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Minhas gargalhadas dependem de minhas lágrimas....</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Após muito relutar, hoje elas escorrem sem medo ou culpa...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Vem acompanhadas de satisfação, embora muitas vezes, a tristeza insista em vir no seu rastro....</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Não mais me intimidam, o discernimento é minha defesa, meu guia, meu refúgio....</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Choro por tudo que me toca, me emociona, me faz refletir....</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Choro porque amo, porque sou amada, porque erro, porque erram comigo...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Evitar as lágrimas é como privar-me do essencial....</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Privar-me de emoções transformadoras, sejam elas quais forem....</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Choro, grito, gargalho, me isolo, me calo...gosto de ser o centro...inquilina do próprio umbigo...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Alimentando sonhos e neuroses... em busca de respostas...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Fugindo de perguntas, me auto decifrando....</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Sou composta de vírgulas, parênteses, aspas....jamais de um ponto final...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Sou inacabada, incompleta...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Me reinvento constantemente...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Na certeza de que as dúvidas são minha única resposta, sempre serão...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Amante da insensatez, prisioneira do próprio ego...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Que venham os questionamentos, jamais terei a resposta.... tampouco a almejo...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Preciso da dúvida como o ar que respiro...</span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Busco o encontro para que possa me perder sem culpa...."</span></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-33002967712493824242012-02-07T14:58:00.001-02:002012-02-07T14:59:27.828-02:00Dançar<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Este amor pela dança, não morre nunca!!!!!!!!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Somente quem viveu entende...</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div align="LEFT" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">"Dançar...<br />
Dançar é algo que transcende todo entendimento<br />
Esta dentro de nós, na nossa alma<br />
Algo que nos move, impulciona<br />
É o movimento que vai alem do corpo<br />
É o movimento da alma<br />
Alma que pulsa, sente e dança<br />
Cada vez que a muisca toca<br />
Dançar pra lembrar, pra esquecer, pra sentir<br />
Ou simplesmente dançar..<br />
Quem bebe desta agua, jamais esquece<br />
Quem se envereda neste campos, jamais o esquece..<br />
Por isso cada vez que me lembro ou escuto a melodia<br />
Danço...pra acalentar a alma e coração<br />
Dançar a vida, o amor, a cultura, o movimento<br />
E sempre que a saudade bater, dançarei<br />
Eternamente dançarei... "</span></span></div><div align="LEFT" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><i>Ju Lima</i></b></span></div><br />
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</b></span>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-61263606053538922092012-01-26T13:44:00.000-02:002012-01-26T13:44:08.387-02:00O uso do bom senso.<div style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 23px;">Com o advento da Internet e das redes sociais, percebo que estamos vivendo num tempo onde impera a falta de bom senso e certos valores têm sido deixados de lado.</span><span style="color: #222222; line-height: 17px;"></span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 23px;">As redes sociais têm seu lado positivo, como meio de comunicação, vitrine de trabalho, divulgação de causas nobres, compartilhamento de arquivos e informações, ferramentas que possibilitam reencontrar velhos amigos e fazer novos, porém, existe o outro lado.</span><span style="color: #222222;"></span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 23px;">As pessoas simplesmente acham que é um território livre e saem postando e falando o que bem entendem, se expondo exageradamente e em muitas vezes se achando os donos da verdade. Percebo uma infinidade de comentários agressivos e sem fundamento, indiretas, críticas absurdas, imagens que são de extremo mau gosto, sem falar na profunda falta de respeito à opinião alheia. Ou seja, muitos agridem e discordam de tudo e todos gratuitamente, impondo suas vontades e idéias sem embasamento algum, como se todos fôssemos obrigados a gostar das mesmas coisas e pensar exatamente da mesma forma.</span><span style="color: #222222;"></span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 23px;">Outra fato absurdo é a total alienação! Pessoas que se ofendem e até brigam por motivos fúteis como futebol por exemplo. Nem todos torcem para o mesmo time, a rivalidade é saudável desde que as brincadeiras não ultrapassem certos limites, pois a linha que separa o humor da ofensa é tênue.</span><span style="color: #222222;"></span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 23px;">Sem mencionar todas as formas de preconceito: religiosos, raciais, opção sexual, enfim, tudo ganha proporções gigantescas, uma espécie de <i><b>“dilúvio em tampa de xarope”</b></i>.</span><span style="color: #222222;"></span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 23px;">Acredito que já está na hora de colocarmos o nosso bom senso em prática e utilizar as redes sociais de uma maneira mais saudável e menos ofensiva.</span><span style="color: #222222;"></span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 23px;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span></span></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-54242565392070669422012-01-13T19:51:00.004-02:002012-01-14T01:06:10.014-02:00Incertezas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaFymI1F2plDXeLmWtfoZ3fHYT0XyTcbbba3afWYEx9YendG2-V1X6R-rq7L66zj5Ke3_zaaaUsp-5rTl3ooBXbsVWJcthBFS3pywlFz1mGNzrnJiFDKR6NpGMoxMnWoxrrcbjtRFBFE4/s1600/alone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaFymI1F2plDXeLmWtfoZ3fHYT0XyTcbbba3afWYEx9YendG2-V1X6R-rq7L66zj5Ke3_zaaaUsp-5rTl3ooBXbsVWJcthBFS3pywlFz1mGNzrnJiFDKR6NpGMoxMnWoxrrcbjtRFBFE4/s400/alone.jpg" width="335" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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</div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-82836266508232785082012-01-13T15:29:00.000-02:002012-01-13T15:29:00.151-02:00Prenda Minha<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Lindíssima musica do Telmo de Lima Freitas na voz do Pirisca Grecco, e com uma linda historia</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><i>Prenda Minha</i></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><i>Telmo de Lima Freitas</i></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>"</i></b></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 0.5cm;">Hoje é treze sexta-feira, Prenda Minha</span></span><br />
<div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 0.5cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">É dia de louvação<br />
Me fugiram os amigos mais antigos<br />
Me deste consolação</span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 0.5cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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Muitas luas já passei<br />
Fiz promessas pro negrinho coitadinho<br />
Por isso que te encontrei</span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 0.5cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 0.5cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Acho cedo, muito cedo, Prenda Minha<br />
Pra dizer que escureceu<br />
Foi a noite dos teus olhos Prenda Minha<br />
Que acordou os olhos meus</span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 0.5cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 0.5cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Foi teu riso disfarçado, Prenda Minha<br />
Que laçou meu bem-querer<br />
Se eu fugir do sul do mundo num segundo<br />
Voltarei pra te rever</span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 0.5cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 0.5cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Abre o poncho desta alma, Prenda Minha<br />
Que eu preciso me abrigar<br />
Se o inverno for intenso como penso<br />
Muito frio eu vou passar"</span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-85983372122663423662012-01-05T00:37:00.001-02:002012-01-05T12:42:54.386-02:00Desenhos 4<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Estão ai mais alguns desenhos que eu fiz.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">O material utilizado é Giz pastel oleoso, e foram feitos em papel </span><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">sulfite A3</span><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">, e todas são baseadas em fotografias.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Espero que gostem!!!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jacque Lisboa</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rogério Villagran</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mauro Moraes</td></tr>
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</b></span>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-70333284552760833712011-12-29T23:36:00.003-02:002011-12-29T23:40:45.389-02:00Feliz 2012 !!!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Trecho da musica EM PAZ de Duca Duarte</span></td></tr>
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><i><b>Pra 2011 que passou :</b></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #333333;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Muito obrigado, Muchas Gracias,Thank you very much, Merci beaucoup,grazie mille, </span></span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode';"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">どうもありがとうございました</span></span></span></span></i></span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><i><b>Para 2012 que vira:</b></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #333333;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Para Frente, Adelante,forth, suite,via, </span></span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode';"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">など</span></span></span></span></i></span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Não importa a língua, o que importa é não esmorecer jamais, seguir adiante....mas sem perder a ternura!!!</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Mas com a certeza de ter amigos e pessoas que fazem a diferença na vida da gente<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Quero desejar aos amigos e visitantes do meu blog um 2012 repleto de coisas boas, de muito amor, paz, luz, musica, energias positivas e todos os regalos que a vida nos oferece.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Gostaria de agradecer a todos que me fizeram uma visita e prestigiaram este espaço, na certeza de que ano que vem estarei por aqui deixando minha paixões, minhas musicas e meus sentimentos.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">E que venha mais um ano a se somar aos demais!!!</span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span></span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><br />
</span></span></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-90136989331457486942011-12-12T13:05:00.000-02:002011-12-12T13:05:49.858-02:00Apenas mais um desabafo...<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Uma coisa que muito me revolta e deixa triste, é a hipocrisia das pessoas.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Alguns se apegam tanto as convenções a as futilidades que julgam as pessoas pelas suas atitudes e ideias quando se tem a coragem , a audácia e autenticidade de assumir o que realmente se pensa, mesmo que isso seja fugir totalmente dos padrões que a sociedade(medíocre) aceita como normal.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Eu sempre assumi minhas ideias, meus sentimentos, não ligando se estavam de acordo com os padrões, acredito que não sou inconstante, porque com o passar do tempo aprendemos mais , e como consequência o pensamento muda, as ideias evoluem, é parte do processo natural, porém os valores que eu considero importante, estes sim na sua essência permanecem intactos.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Julgar é muito fácil, sem realmente conhecer as razões, e como as pessoas fazem isso. Alguns pensam que conviver com a pessoa faz com que as conheçam, mas não é assim que funciona. Pra conhecer você tem que entender, e sim conhecer a historia das pessoas, os motivos que as levam a ter certas atitudes, quem sabe ai você possa traçar seu "diagnostico", caso contrario não julgue e se a pessoa não pensar como você a respeite e entenda, nem todos são iguais e é justamente esta diversidade que torna o mundo interessante como é.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Então pra quem julga apenas, sugiro que comece a conhecer, e reveja seus conceitos, talvez suas ideias não sejam tão suas assim, e seja um produtor de ideias e não apenas um mero repetidor de frases e pensamentos alheios, se dispa de seus preconceitos e assuma quem realmente é, assim poderá ver que nem sempre as suas razoes, são as mesmas dos outros!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-38041460356047320852011-12-05T22:42:00.000-02:002011-12-05T22:42:55.818-02:00Parcerias....<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Este post é resulta de uma parceria com um grande poeta da musica gaucha ROGÉRIO VILLAGRAN, que alem de tudo é um ser humano de um coração enorme e de uma simplicidade gigante!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">É por essas coisas que acontecem na vida da gente, estas pessoas que a gente encontra que eu penso que nada é por acaso... e por mais simples que estas palavras possam parecer, elas dizem muito e tocam fundo na alma!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7OkHox4LQI27HwcCoGgslAtDoUF1YA6XhmtYOf-kbGiAFlvhmABp4YQq1W1RaUyaKLFnzzG5qJwE-175ELvlIXG4er_x-cVn8XO9RuGuigc3qDH1oSgG57vvoHzUmEEAff12-_BG670/s1600/mulher-praia-a-noite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7OkHox4LQI27HwcCoGgslAtDoUF1YA6XhmtYOf-kbGiAFlvhmABp4YQq1W1RaUyaKLFnzzG5qJwE-175ELvlIXG4er_x-cVn8XO9RuGuigc3qDH1oSgG57vvoHzUmEEAff12-_BG670/s400/mulher-praia-a-noite.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div align="LEFT" class="western" style="line-height: 0.37cm; margin-bottom: 0cm;"></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">"A alma busca na distancia, aquilo que somente os olhos, de quem ama pode ver,</span></div><span style="color: black;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Os olhos de quem ama, se voltam pra dentro da alma , na imensidão das lonjuras,</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Quando os caminhos, por onde a saudade vagueia, é o rumo de quem procura,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Algo que mesmo tão longe, mesmo distante dos olhos, tão perto pareça ser..."</div></span></span></span>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-55639564645167578782011-11-26T15:32:00.000-02:002011-11-26T15:32:05.178-02:00Minha mania e vicio!!!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Esta merecia um post aqui..hehehehe, pra mostrar que nem só de lagrimas vive esta que vós bloga..</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">(OBS: A arte e a ideia são minhas mesmo, numa madrugada de viagem de trem e tudo)</span><br />
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</b></span>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-9074448202307620782011-11-23T21:58:00.000-02:002011-11-23T21:58:04.067-02:00Versos.....<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Versos que fiz para alguém que é o dono do meu coração, mas que ainda nem sabe disso...</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Sem mais....</span><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div align="LEFT" class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Meu amor por ti se mede....</span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/forcajovemgpuava"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Na</span></span></span></span></a><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">dimensão dos planetas</span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Na velocidade dos meus pensamentos</span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Na medida que as horas passam</span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Na intensidade dos meu olhos</span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Na proporção dos teus pequenos gestos<br />
Na sentimentalidade das palavras<br />
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Assim então....<br />
Te vejo na velocidade das horas<br />
Te quero refletido nos meus olhos<br />
Te desejo pelos pequenos gesto<br />
Te busco nas palavras<br />
Te anseio nos meus pensamentos<br />
Te amo na dimensão dos planetas!!!!"</span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span> </div><div align="LEFT" class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></span></div><div align="LEFT" class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>Ju Lima</b></i></span></div><br />
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</b></span>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-73529307219775067802011-11-21T13:58:00.000-02:002011-11-21T13:58:19.531-02:00Dores da Vida....<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">As vezes as pessoas tentam esconder de si mesmas aquilo que as aflige. Pode -se ate esconder dos que nos rodeiam, mas enganar a nós mesmos é um ato que muitas vezes não conseguimos fazer.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">A dores e as angustias , são parte integrante da nossa vida, da nossa evolução enquanto seres humanos, mas geralmente não nos damos conta disso, queremos transparecer sempre alegria aos demais, isso nos fere e nos mata lentamente.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">As vezes faz bem chorar, reconhecer que doí, não precisa escancarar a todos nossos sentimentos mais íntimos e profundos, mas o que não podemos e nos faz muito mal e enganar a nós mesmos.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Com o passar do tempo aprendi a não me enganar e a assumir que sim, eu sofro, choro e sinto, também aprendi a reconhecer nos olhos quando as pessoas precisam desabafar, ou precisam de uma ajuda, as vezes isso acontece de uma forma ate certo ponto assustadora, mas entendi que se faz necessário esta sensibilidade, este sentir a "dor alheia".</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Portanto somos seres humanos, suceptiveis as dores do mundo, mas tambem podemos encontrar anjos que podem nos ajudar a passar de uma forma mais agradável por estas dores, pessoas que sabem entender, que nos olham nos olhos, que sabem que nem sempre um sorriso demonstra felicidade....</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-73729571871845879082011-11-19T22:02:00.000-02:002011-11-19T22:02:47.202-02:00Antes que quebrem o silêncio<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Lindissima musica ....sem palavras</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Apreciem sem nenhuma moderação</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span><br />
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<div align="LEFT" class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><u><b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Antes que quebrem o silêncio</span></b></u></i></span></span></div><div align="LEFT" class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">(Gujo Teixeira/Murilo Teixeira)</span></b></i></span></span></div><div align="LEFT" class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div align="LEFT" class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">“Antes que quebrem o silêncio que eu fiz pelas minhas mãos<br />
Deixo caladas as cordas do braço do meu violão<br />
Pra escutar a distância do campo ao meu redor<br />
E fecho os olhos pra dentro pra ver a vida melhor<br />
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Cada silêncio refeito e pra que o tempo demude.<br />
Por isso que o violão inventa suas quietudes<br />
Guarda nas cordas sonoras o que não pode conter...<br />
Por que um silêncio de fato não é fácil de fazer...<br />
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Ergo uma copla nos dedos que as cordas falam o que penso<br />
Mas fecho os olhos pra dentro antes que quebrem o silêncio</span></span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #333333;">Sonoras cordas que pairam pra sangrar a melodia</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333;">Idioma puro da alma que renasceu da poesia</span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #333333;">Depois que fala a guitarra e o silêncio dá a resposta</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333;">Traz bem pra perto de mim, a solidão que me imposta</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333;">Algum silencio da vida, sorvendo o doce da calma,<br />
Pois quem não tem seu silêncio, guarda um vazio pela alma<br />
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Eu carrego uma quietude guardada junto comigo<br />
É uma saudade caseira que me prendeu por castigo<br />
Mas sempre quebro o silêncio que uma ausência constrói</span></span></span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">E choro junto ao violão quando a saudade me dói...”</span> </span></span> </div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<div align="LEFT" class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><i><b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Desenhar é mais do que dar forma, é revelar</span><br />
<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Desenhar é aprender a olhar..."</span></b></i></span></span></div><div class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">As vezes os sentimentos nos levam a boas inspirações.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Eis alguns desenhos que fiz com Giz Pastel Oleoso em papel sulfite A3.</span><br />
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</b></span></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-53535188834414320802011-11-14T15:18:00.001-02:002011-11-14T15:22:03.899-02:00Louca<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Linda poesia, que retrata bem aquilo que sou!!!</span><br />
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<div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><i><u>Louca</u></i></b></span></span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><i>Vaine Darde</i></b></span></span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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Por que será que sou louca?<br />
Será porque ando lendo<br />
Tantas sílabas de lua<br />
nos versos dos pirilampos,<br />
que dicifro pelos campos<br />
pra ser trova em minha boca?<br />
<br />
Ou, nas noites de verão<br />
bordo luar no vestido,<br />
ponho estrelas nos cabelos,<br />
em estranhas atitudes...<br />
Ao banhar-me de poesia<br />
no céu que fica invertido<br />
cintilando refletido<br />
nos espelhos dos açudes?<br />
<br />
Louca?<br />
Por que será que sou louca?<br />
Será porque me interno<br />
num mundo de fantasia<br />
entre o horizonte e o galpão?<br />
ou, pelas manhãs de inverno,<br />
sou a noiva abandonada<br />
arrastando nas canhadas,<br />
o seu véu de cerração?<br />
<br />
Ou porque quando amanhece<br />
Abro os olhos e a cancela<br />
pra deixar entrar o sol...<br />
E enquanto a manhã se cora<br />
me emolduro na janela<br />
sorvendo a luz da aurora<br />
num mate cevado a gosto<br />
com jujo do arrebol?<br />
<br />
Louca?<br />
Por que será que sou louca?<br />
Porque envolta em lonjuras<br />
deliro com a ternura<br />
da primavera rural?<br />
Ou porque, quando me encanto,<br />
adormeço ouvindo o vento<br />
declamar no cata vento<br />
estrofes de temporal?<br />
<br />
Talvez seja pelo fato<br />
de povoar a solidão<br />
com lembranças de alguém...<br />
Ou de andar gastando a vida<br />
sendo a moça prometida<br />
desse moço que não vem...<br />
Por bordar um enxoval </span></span></div><div align="LEFT" class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">com lágrimas e esperança<br />
ou enxergar com alma<br />
o que os olhos não vêem...<br />
<br />
Eu até posso ser louca<br />
por ter crises de ternura<br />
quando tantas criaturas<br />
declinaram de seus sonhos<br />
e só vivem por metade<br />
por achar que a realidade<br />
só transita no visível...<br />
Pois há muito me disponho<br />
a encantar os infortúnios<br />
vivenciando os plenilúnios,<br />
sobre as flores dos lençóis,<br />
nos meus sonhos de menina<br />
quando a lua se ilumina<br />
pra acordar os girassóis<br />
<br />
Louca?<br />
Será que me dizem louca<br />
pelo doce desespero<br />
de perseguir o cincerro<br />
que bate no coração?<br />
Ou nunca fechar a porta<br />
a esperar quem não volta<br />
com arco-íris nos olhos<br />
e margaridas nas mãos?<br />
<br />
Ah, o amor é um luzeiro<br />
que toda vez que alumbra<br />
traz o céu para a penumbra<br />
pondo estrelas no candeeiro.<br />
É encontro e desencontro<br />
numa ausência tão presente<br />
que faz a vida da gente<br />
viver na vida do outro.<br />
Estabelece critérios<br />
e tira a gente do sério<br />
por seguir o coração...<br />
É transpor o concebido<br />
ao encontar um sentido<br />
para perder a razão.<br />
<br />
Não sei se perdi o tino<br />
ou se foi que me encantei<br />
de amor em desvario?<br />
Só sei que nas noites claras<br />
a loucura me ampara<br />
e vejo o que ninguém viu:<br />
enquanto o céu chove estrelas<br />
a lua dança no rio...<br />
<br />
Pode ser que eu seja louca<br />
mas tenho cá minhas causas...<br />
A vida é bela e tão pouca<br />
pra viver presa “nas casa”.<br />
Pois quando ando no campo<br />
e vou além da porteira,<br />
o meu olhar com goteiras<br />
se acende de pirilampos...<br />
<br />
Louca?<br />
Concordo que seja louca<br />
porque invento quimeras<br />
na crença dessas esperas<br />
que chegam ao sol se pôr...<br />
Porém prefiro sofrer<br />
desta loucura sadia<br />
que encanta de poesia<br />
e enche o mundo de cor,<br />
do que passar pelos dias<br />
sem conhecer a magia<br />
que enlouquece de amor!</span></span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"> </div></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-10002683404231237462011-11-09T00:01:00.003-02:002011-11-09T00:49:30.520-02:00Galope dos Sonhos<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Lindíssima musica, de uma beleza e de uma interpretação inigualável do grande Cesar Passarinho</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">A foto é do talentoso e sensível fotografo Eduardo Rocha</span><br />
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</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYrUOI6QIn2CuPLco9KMTxrvDn4IUKrT4oF34331KJwJ-SewTNhDsGLyrRL1X1XRpapUXCzZH9MfSEX3HWNgB-EKX2Ga78dHzvmMVcEItuZeV6G3NNaEa-s5mUhFLy2eRC_Q9lt-C9cyU/s1600/335839_202205626509797_100001610821568_555153_5584941_o+-+C%25C3%25B3pia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYrUOI6QIn2CuPLco9KMTxrvDn4IUKrT4oF34331KJwJ-SewTNhDsGLyrRL1X1XRpapUXCzZH9MfSEX3HWNgB-EKX2Ga78dHzvmMVcEItuZeV6G3NNaEa-s5mUhFLy2eRC_Q9lt-C9cyU/s400/335839_202205626509797_100001610821568_555153_5584941_o+-+C%25C3%25B3pia.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify;"> </span><a href="http://www.eduardorocha.fot.br/blog/" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">http://www.eduardorocha.fot.br/blog/</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><i><u>Galope Dos Sonhos</u><br />
César Passarinho</i></b><br />
<br />
Liberdade é campo aberto<br />
rédeas soltas, galopar<br />
o longe está mais perto<br />
para quem pode sonhar.<br />
<br />
Alma a dentro campo a fora<br />
no atropelo da razão<br />
campereada não tem hora<br />
na fronteira da ilusão.<br />
<br />
Mas na raia desta vida<br />
é preciso conciliar<br />
achegada tão festiva<br />
e a partida sem chegar.<br />
<br />
A galope vão os sonhos<br />
do tropel do coração<br />
deixam marcas de saudades<br />
que jamais se apagarão.<br />
<br />
Gineteando apaixonado<br />
vai o sonho do amor<br />
num flete colorado<br />
que também é sonhador<br />
<br />
Por lugares encantados<br />
um convite a ser feliz<br />
velhos sonhos renovados<br />
a campear outro matiz<br />
<br />
Mas no lombo do destino<br />
em galopes desiguais<br />
muitos sonhos de meninos</span></span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">lembram tombos nada mais...”</span></span></div><div class="western" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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</b></span></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-69476848138561658032011-11-04T12:11:00.000-02:002011-11-04T12:11:51.723-02:00Chamame que se eleva<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Esta é uma daquelas musicas que não é pra ser entendida e explicada, é somente pra ser escutada , sentida e apreciada!!! Simplesmente maravilhosa e singela!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><br />
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</b></span></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-20671941902656220292011-11-04T00:09:00.000-02:002011-11-04T00:09:56.473-02:00O "passar do tempo"<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Com o passar do tempo adquirimos experiencias e entendemos algumas coisas, porem estamos sempre num aprendizado.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Hoje vejo e entendo que algumas coisas foram necessárias, pra que outras tivessem lugar, entendo que lagrimas que foram derramadas acrescentam em sabedoria e entendimento, são uma especie de fortalecimento e um aprendizado valioso.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Acredito que nada na nossa vida é por acaso, tudo tem uma hora e uma razão de ser e acontecer, por isso estou num momento de minha vida em que entendo e vejo a tudo, e a todos, com outros olhos, olhos mais sensíveis, serenos e analíticos.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">As pedras no caminho serviram de apoio de certa forma, ao levanta-las para que pudesse passar, acabei me fortalecendo, tornando o caminho mais leve em certo ponto, porem não o torna mais fácil</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Sigo guardando estas experiencias e me preparando em todos os sentidos pra o que ha de vir.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Também entendo que sou fruto daquilo que penso e desejo, sendo assim, mudei ao longo do tempo minha maneira de pensar, e creio que a minha jornada me reserva ótimas surpresas, basta apenas que eu acredite nelas.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Enfim a vida segue o seu curso , basta apenas que saibamos como estar em sintonia com ela e aprendendo uma nova lição a cada dia.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-89626951990586441612011-11-01T14:27:00.004-02:002011-11-01T14:33:59.166-02:00Olhares<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Esta foto é mais um dos meus devaneios, e disto tambem resultou estes pensamentos, ou versos como queiram chamar....</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxk_gZQdXqGNKeSQi1W57QxflPiEymQLRH4ODBaC9YXbr3k-527u_jTtHTe9-Ncg3i7z76NGEigoZhcFQf_dI1i6yhJ-JM7joBaxljp8Fct8_6zQWw-82KKc6MDrGH3lijYjAsp7GSlMM/s1600/verme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><img border="0" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxk_gZQdXqGNKeSQi1W57QxflPiEymQLRH4ODBaC9YXbr3k-527u_jTtHTe9-Ncg3i7z76NGEigoZhcFQf_dI1i6yhJ-JM7joBaxljp8Fct8_6zQWw-82KKc6MDrGH3lijYjAsp7GSlMM/s320/verme.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><br />
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</b></span></i></span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-decoration: none;"><b>Olhar direcionado</b></span></i></span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background: transparent; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Juliana Lima</span></b></i></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">“Meus olhares convergem </span> </span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">para uma mesma direção,</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">direção oposta a tudo </span> </span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">que é convencional e racional</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">direção que não tem explicação</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">que simplesmente é...</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">É tudo aquilo que</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">sempre deveria ter sido</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">porem nunca o foi,</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Pois a racionalidade sempre impediu</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">meus olhares de estarem voltados</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">para esta direção</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Direção que comanda meu coração,</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">que insiste em mudar meu rumo,</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">que povoa meus pensamentos</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">que habita todo meu ser ,</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">que possui tudo que há em mim,</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">e que jamais foi o que deveria ser....”</span></span></div><br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-10122963913209446872011-10-30T21:25:00.001-02:002011-10-30T21:27:37.151-02:00Esperando....<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Parece que te conheço ha muito tempo, mesmo sem ver teu semblante...</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Conheço tua alma, teus sentimentos, que parecem estar conectados a mim, como que por uma ligação de tempos, que é intensa e muito forte.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Tento entender tudo isso, mas não acho explicação racional pra este sentimento, algo que me diga porque me sinto assim.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Talvez estejamos ligados de uma maneira que nem nós saibamos, por motivos que não entendemos, mas que um dia estarão esclarecidos em nossos corações.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">E vamos seguindo nossas vidas, separados quem sabe no plano físico , mas em nosso intimo mais oculto ligados por sentimentos que são fortes e de uma dimensão desconhecida.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">O amo e o espero, mesmo que ainda não saibas disso, não desisto e sigo aqui na espera de poder olhar em teus olhos e ver todo este sentimento brotar do nosso coração a ponto de transparecer que tudo que vivemos foi uma preparação para aquilo que esta por vir</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Mas a mim me basta apenas sentir e seguir te amando....</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-41776650711301113002011-10-27T14:21:00.007-02:002011-11-07T03:04:37.533-02:00Pirisca Grecco Videos<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Resolvi postar alguns videos, do Pirisca Grecco, já que no post anterior falei brevemente sobre sua musica, são musicas que gosto muito, espero que gostem e curtam o trabalho deste grande interprete e musico.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/fN4HdRzkB0w?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>FIM DE MÊS(a preferida) </b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/uMV08RF0mDw?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>A FLOR E O ESPINHO</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/LDtaWjJDPms?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>PETIÇO MAPA MUNDI </b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/DfhfgKH2YXU?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>QUEM ELES SÃO </b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/B_YlrTdprCM/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B_YlrTdprCM&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B_YlrTdprCM&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>DO COMEÇO AO FIM</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/Y65d6m-RUbY?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>CO' AS ESPORAS TORTA</b></span></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-78167825190984825672011-10-25T01:39:00.008-02:002011-10-25T21:02:44.476-02:00Pirisca Grecco<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Quero agradecer ao próprio Pirisca que ajudou na elaboração deste singelo trabalho para a disciplina de “Fundamentos da Semiótica”, mas que pode elucidar e ajudar a as pessoas que ainda não conhecem este artista completo e sua maravilhosa obra.</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>MUCHAS GRACIAS MESTRE!!!</b></span><br />
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</span></span> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_3al0uMLzC_wN4rQZ1RWWuYjpvfmc22dQ3Q-uuf5P4puAC1W3djFniMcpiO-s-RMEeCZRWdCl506oY-jmlJZrYwIcz4YUUfUsZ9l12wMo6KrBZGjzBicoCGZfc85iZHSQl16klzUsTlc/s1600/302641_169636136458020_100002349035074_339109_1875125212_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_3al0uMLzC_wN4rQZ1RWWuYjpvfmc22dQ3Q-uuf5P4puAC1W3djFniMcpiO-s-RMEeCZRWdCl506oY-jmlJZrYwIcz4YUUfUsZ9l12wMo6KrBZGjzBicoCGZfc85iZHSQl16klzUsTlc/s320/302641_169636136458020_100002349035074_339109_1875125212_n.jpg" width="224" /></span></a></div><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Muchas Gracias, Deus do Céu...</span></b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Por ter me dado este dom!</span></b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><br />
</span></div></div></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">O interprete, instrumentista e compositor Afonso Machado Grecco, mais conhecido como Pirisca Grecco, é conhecido no meio nativista, porem infelizmente como qualquer musica e trabalho de qualidade não é conhecido da grande mídia do nosso pais.</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Nasceu na cidade de Uruguaiana no dia 30/11/1971, possui uma carreira consagrada e vitoriosa no meio da musica nativista do Rio Grande do Sul.</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Ganhador de vários e importantes festivais do Rio Grande , tem em seu currículo 3 Calhandras de Ouro, 5 prêmios Açorianos, alem de ter se sagrado vencedor de festivais como a Coxilha Nativista, Sapecada, Reponte, Estancia, entre outros. Inicia sua carreira em festivais na Coxilha Nativista da cidade de Cruz Alta-RS, onde interpreta a musica Sumo de Mim, declara que “desde então pegou gosto pela coisa”.</span><br />
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</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Antes de iniciar na carreira no meio nativista, tocava em bares variados tipos de musica. Foi através do musico e amigo Duca Duarte, que conheceu Tulio Urach, que acabou lhe dando letras para que fossem musicadas, começava assim uma trajetória de sucesso no meio dos festivais.</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">No ano de 2011 participa do filme Os Senhores da Guerra do cineasta Tabajara Ruas, onde alem de participar como ator, também esta envolvido no trabalho de trilha sonora do filme.</span><br />
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</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Atualmente possui um projeto chamado “Clube da Esquila”, onde juntamente com a Comparsa Elétrica ( Paulinho Goulart, Rafael Bisgno, Texo Cabral e Duca Duarte), grupo que o acompanha há muitos anos, recebe todos os meses algum convidado não só do meio nativista, mas também do cenário da musica pop, celebrando assim a musica sem rótulos e sem pre conceito.</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Já Participaram do Clube da Esquila: Tonho Crocco, Estebam Tavares, Tambo do Bando, Erva Buena, Sergio Rojas e Luiz Carlos Borges. </span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">O projeto também tem a ideia de não ser realizado apenas na capital do estado mas também ganhar o interior e quem sabe atravessar as fronteiras do RS.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-lOsVWmVHub3YdIU1dCWrnW-CZJqOCNxzaZkH5VIOO6j8fY_iswvOBPFZ97qx_g-As4vNBhDRKQ46dMMnI6373LoeLwryeBRVBRw9uSIQaDDDPWNJJMdC_WQURhAda8oYADXLu6gCKhM/s1600/Pirisca14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-lOsVWmVHub3YdIU1dCWrnW-CZJqOCNxzaZkH5VIOO6j8fY_iswvOBPFZ97qx_g-As4vNBhDRKQ46dMMnI6373LoeLwryeBRVBRw9uSIQaDDDPWNJJMdC_WQURhAda8oYADXLu6gCKhM/s320/Pirisca14.jpg" width="212" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjt7fOnPzjS3-hV3wWrxwERoCRSgtt6jZTa6p_UbUqA1QaxJX2sr3lfG2B62WvqUx7xmfKRgkSdhBF3-RFnu-eBw_YZyXVDm42t_vjovZLBHWJAty5Bz4c3_HeuI5qIX_n-cP155Fb84o/s1600/pirisca22+%25287%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjt7fOnPzjS3-hV3wWrxwERoCRSgtt6jZTa6p_UbUqA1QaxJX2sr3lfG2B62WvqUx7xmfKRgkSdhBF3-RFnu-eBw_YZyXVDm42t_vjovZLBHWJAty5Bz4c3_HeuI5qIX_n-cP155Fb84o/s320/pirisca22+%25287%2529.jpg" width="212" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdxmyEmVWkv6whcvZYzZSvpalbWTwcaUb6gjlj86bsW3QxHbMQzKDDtNiMkFouUi4vU91_5w6PyAKQP2GNxSWR_DC_7HBiL_4pIaSCrNCXeC_F0xwFB3ljDTqSPAV5BsB0wSZ6SoXLzF0/s1600/pirisca24+%25285%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdxmyEmVWkv6whcvZYzZSvpalbWTwcaUb6gjlj86bsW3QxHbMQzKDDtNiMkFouUi4vU91_5w6PyAKQP2GNxSWR_DC_7HBiL_4pIaSCrNCXeC_F0xwFB3ljDTqSPAV5BsB0wSZ6SoXLzF0/s320/pirisca24+%25285%2529.jpg" width="212" /></a></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Pirisca se considera um musico totalmente influenciável, diz que sua musica esta em constante evolução e que não possui uma formula certa para sua musica, ele procura absorver o mair numero de informações possíveis, tudo aquilo que lhe agrada aplica na primeira oportunidade. Declara que “Meu porão é meu laboratório e cada composição uma cobaia.”</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Considera que a a utilização de novos instrumentos inova os ritmo tradicionais e cria novos conceitos na musica nativista, e vê tudo isso como um processo natural pela qual a musica passa..</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Também reforça que não carrega a bandeira da modernização, pois acredita que sua musica e seu trabalho são frutos do seu habitat, e declara “Vivo em 2011, fecho shows pelo celular e baixo musicas da internet.”</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Acredita que foi-se o tempo em que os músicos eram considerados como marginais, que nos dias atuais a sociedade encara a musica como uma profissão, porem não tao valorizada como deveria ser.</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Ao tratar de meios de comunicação como a internet, radio e TV, diz que são meios acessíveis e servem como um veiculo de divulgação do seu trabalho atraindo a atenção cada vez maior das pessoas.</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Através de suas interpretações, é considerado por alguns como um cantor que não canta a musica “nativista original” , porem sua musica não possui rótulos , é atemporal, e retrata tanto a vida do homem do campo, como a vida do homem da cidade.</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Para ele a musica é tudo em sua vida.</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Possui também diversas participações em trabalhos de artistas de grande renome no meio da musica nativista, também como parcerias de sucesso em diversas composições, isso resulta da boa relação com os demais músicos do meio.</span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b><u><i>Discografia:</i></u></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgELPRF_FRUaSZQ4DvUW9d5cOgWrg4vwxYUEfotrrFP87JVejbu6-bOOgXHeuIVp08bRnDnF1TqC6tNGXfcv_oWLTqhLoW2zg9DLgoimZwBu2V4pT6wtgIImruVaNnsOJ7BD8BPbhULgnY/s1600/discografia+01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgELPRF_FRUaSZQ4DvUW9d5cOgWrg4vwxYUEfotrrFP87JVejbu6-bOOgXHeuIVp08bRnDnF1TqC6tNGXfcv_oWLTqhLoW2zg9DLgoimZwBu2V4pT6wtgIImruVaNnsOJ7BD8BPbhULgnY/s200/discografia+01.jpg" width="200" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">O QUE SOU E O QUE PAREÇO: 2001 (INDEPENDENTE)</span></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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</div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1429504310169720044.post-64880159763978657212011-10-24T22:49:00.000-02:002011-10-24T22:49:22.139-02:00O tempo responde....<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">"Talvez nem seja pelo tempo que passou, mas seja pelo que virá.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Gostaria de entender o porque , mas em meio a este turbilhão de sentimentos e sensações me encontro incapacitada de avaliar as coisas, de pensar, analisar e tomar as decisões necessárias.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Os dias quem sabem possam me dar as respostas que tanto almejo, que tanto busco, respostas que não as tenho e justamente por não as ter é que me consumo todos os dias.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Queria muito compreender, queria que fosse mais simples , mais natural, mais sutil, mais doce, porem não é. Sempre tudo se complica quando não se consegue pensar, ou se pensa da forma errada, e assim em meio a tantas coisas, la estou eu, sem conseguir pensar, somente olhando a tudo, porem sem entender nada.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">O tempo ira acalmar as coisas, e com o passar dele trara todas as respostas que hoje não consigo encontrar, respostas que estão confusas e turvas.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">E assim seguirei meus dias , esperando, que é o que de melhor posso fazer, porem disso tudo tenho uma certeza, que independente da resposta que o tempo me traga, ela vira, talvez não da forma que espero ou desejo, mas o que é certo é que ela vira.....!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>GRACIAS</b></span></div>Ju Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11892424852804816344noreply@blogger.com0