<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:46:30.866-02:00</updated><title type='text'>The why do porquê</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-5880410646451017636</id><published>2010-02-05T00:56:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T01:09:13.902-02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man in the Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was about 10, my father had moved out of our house and was living abroad... It was a difficult period for me. But I remember with great fondness that I loved receiving his letters that he sent once a month (yes, in those days internet didn't exist!).. And on one of those occasions he sent me a very beautiful poem he had read somewhere. The reason being that I had to be true with myself and start growing up.. Yeah, I already had to hear sermons at that tender age hehe&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Man In The Glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want in your struggles for self&lt;br /&gt;And the world makes you king for a day,&lt;br /&gt;Just go to a mirror and look at yourself&lt;br /&gt;And see what that man has to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For it isn't your father or mother or wife&lt;br /&gt;Whose judgment upon you must pass,&lt;br /&gt;The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life&lt;br /&gt;Is the one staring back from the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might think you're a straight-shooting chum&lt;br /&gt;And call you a wonderful guy.&lt;br /&gt;But the man in the glass says you're only a bum&lt;br /&gt;If you can't look him straight in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the fellow to please, never mind all the rest&lt;br /&gt;For he's with you clear to the end&lt;br /&gt;And you've passed your most dangerous test&lt;br /&gt;If the guy in the glass is your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years&lt;br /&gt;And get pats on the back as you pass&lt;br /&gt;But your final reward will be heartache and tears&lt;br /&gt;If you've cheated the man in the glass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-5880410646451017636?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/5880410646451017636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/02/man-in-glass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/5880410646451017636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/5880410646451017636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/02/man-in-glass.html' title='The Man in the Glass'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-4561840430280081912</id><published>2010-02-05T00:38:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:47:44.752-02:00</updated><title type='text'>What a show!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/S2uFa-oFIyI/AAAAAAAAABw/tQrPzf2ytWk/s1600-h/DSC04090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434584073886835490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/S2uFa-oFIyI/AAAAAAAAABw/tQrPzf2ytWk/s320/DSC04090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blissful moment reminding us that youth wasn't in vain...&lt;br /&gt;I could swear that she was looking at me hehehe Each song she sang brought back sweet memories! A time when we didn't have to really worry that much nor stress ourselves with bills to be paid and work to be done hehe Only hanging out with friends, and going to parties... It was a great show!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-4561840430280081912?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/4561840430280081912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-show.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/4561840430280081912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/4561840430280081912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-show.html' title='What a show!!!'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/S2uFa-oFIyI/AAAAAAAAABw/tQrPzf2ytWk/s72-c/DSC04090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-7717939293845041312</id><published>2010-01-13T00:29:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:30:39.988-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life!</title><content type='html'>Life is like the tide...&lt;br /&gt;With its highs and lows..&lt;br /&gt;Influenced by the Sun and the Moon...&lt;br /&gt;On a daily basis and a monthly one too!!&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-7717939293845041312?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/7717939293845041312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/01/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/7717939293845041312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/7717939293845041312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/01/life.html' title='Life!'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-6338174832910246762</id><published>2010-01-13T00:19:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:28:44.044-02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cranberries!!!</title><content type='html'>Just bought my ticket for The Cranberries!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linger &lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;If you, if you could return&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it burn, don't let it fade&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'm not being rude&lt;br /&gt;But it's just your attitude&lt;br /&gt;It's tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;It's ruining everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swore, I swore I would be true&lt;br /&gt;And honey so did you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zombie&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Another head hangs lowly&lt;br /&gt;Child is slowly taken&lt;br /&gt;And the violence cause of silence&lt;br /&gt;Who are we mistaken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you see, it's not me, it's not my family&lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head they are fighting&lt;br /&gt;With their tanks and their bombs&lt;br /&gt;And their bombs and their guns&lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head, they are crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head&lt;br /&gt;Zombie, zombie, zombie&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my life is changing everyday&lt;br /&gt;In every possible way&lt;br /&gt;And my dreams it's never quiet as it seems&lt;br /&gt;Never quiet as it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've felt like this before&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm feeling it even more&lt;br /&gt;Because it came from you&lt;br /&gt;And then I open up and see&lt;br /&gt;The person falling here is me&lt;br /&gt;A different way to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more, impossible to ignore&lt;br /&gt;Impossible to ignore&lt;br /&gt;And they'll come true, impossible not to do&lt;br /&gt;Impossible not to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many more!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-6338174832910246762?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/6338174832910246762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/01/cranberries.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/6338174832910246762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/6338174832910246762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/01/cranberries.html' title='The Cranberries!!!'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-4852015617672678520</id><published>2010-01-10T04:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:06:15.171-02:00</updated><title type='text'>:-(</title><content type='html'>Tired of the world...&lt;br /&gt;Tired of hearing what people "want"...&lt;br /&gt;But in reality, don't want...&lt;br /&gt;Fed up of hearing about what people despise...&lt;br /&gt;But in reality, can't live without...&lt;br /&gt;Crooked is bad but "adorable"...&lt;br /&gt;Righteous is great but "boring"...&lt;br /&gt;When will humans really be honest about what they want in a relationship??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-4852015617672678520?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/4852015617672678520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_10.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/4852015617672678520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/4852015617672678520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_10.html' title=':-('/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-250365069243543804</id><published>2010-01-04T23:42:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:43:22.148-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New year has just started and already working like a dog!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't complain hehe It will help pay my trip!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-250365069243543804?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-969297364549536503</id><published>2010-01-02T13:18:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T13:21:41.619-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh!</title><content type='html'>There's nothing like lying down on the hammock in the garden under the trees in the shade on a beautiful summer day hehe Drinking a nice cold glass of beer and using the internet with wireless uha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-969297364549536503?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/969297364549536503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/01/ahhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/969297364549536503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/969297364549536503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/01/ahhhh.html' title='Ahhhh!'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-263850324111014389</id><published>2010-01-01T12:57:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T13:04:25.315-02:00</updated><title type='text'>. - . - .</title><content type='html'>The more I know humans, the more I like animals.&lt;br /&gt;When they show affection it's because they really like you,&lt;br /&gt;And they only kill for necessity, not for greed or jealousy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-263850324111014389?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/263850324111014389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/263850324111014389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/263850324111014389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='. - . - .'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-7643687111088271324</id><published>2009-12-31T00:05:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:08:26.966-02:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 &gt; 2010</title><content type='html'>The last day of 2009 has just started... Only 24 hours before 2010... Too many things to leave behind, many more to start next year! Oh boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-7643687111088271324?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/7643687111088271324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/7643687111088271324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/7643687111088271324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-2010.html' title='2009 &gt; 2010'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-7547601426846454073</id><published>2009-12-30T01:47:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:51:10.616-02:00</updated><title type='text'>...&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's wrong with sappy movies and happy ends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deep inside we all want the same thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some are just not tough enough to admit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-7547601426846454073?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/7547601426846454073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/7547601426846454073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/7547601426846454073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='...&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;...'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-4559417877529412311</id><published>2009-12-29T19:04:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:07:06.577-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A espera do inesperado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-4559417877529412311?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/4559417877529412311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/espera-do-inesperado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/4559417877529412311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/4559417877529412311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/espera-do-inesperado.html' title=''/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-2001329220811700431</id><published>2009-12-29T02:05:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:14:19.208-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Do tempo do Êpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/SzmBSvePzOI/AAAAAAAAABo/7DsUiFkIcuw/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420505785498062050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/SzmBSvePzOI/AAAAAAAAABo/7DsUiFkIcuw/s200/rose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As Rosas são belas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As rosas são belas&lt;br /&gt;Que primas não são&lt;br /&gt;Cor vermelha&lt;br /&gt;Cor coração&lt;br /&gt;Tum, tum, tum&lt;br /&gt;E agora eu penso&lt;br /&gt;E o que é que eu penso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu olho o céu&lt;br /&gt;Eu olho as árvores, eu olho a grama,&lt;br /&gt;Eu olho as flores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As rosas são belas?&lt;br /&gt;Sim e não são&lt;br /&gt;Mas que sentimento elas me dão?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No verão elas abrem a mão&lt;br /&gt;No inverno elas fecham a boca&lt;br /&gt;Que pouco tempo, que pouco tempo&lt;br /&gt;Me leva para as rosas&lt;br /&gt;Debaixo do céu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junto às árvores&lt;br /&gt;Em cima da grama&lt;br /&gt;As rosas e eu&lt;br /&gt;Que pouco tempo, que pouco tempo&lt;br /&gt;Tum, tum, tum&lt;br /&gt;As rosas são belas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(escrito por mim, aos 12 anos de idade, em 29/7/1982) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-2001329220811700431?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/2001329220811700431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-tempo-do-epa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/2001329220811700431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/2001329220811700431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-tempo-do-epa.html' title='Do tempo do Êpa'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/SzmBSvePzOI/AAAAAAAAABo/7DsUiFkIcuw/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-4564909584060651752</id><published>2009-12-29T01:43:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T01:50:58.812-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Calor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl8kiRMDSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ByD0r-NnjfI/s1600-h/Sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420500593633135906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl8kiRMDSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ByD0r-NnjfI/s200/Sunrise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Esse calor que sobe,&lt;br /&gt;que me come as entranhas,&lt;br /&gt;que me tira do sério,&lt;br /&gt;que me faz fazer coisas que eu não faria normalmente!&lt;br /&gt;Efeito estufa mais sensual esse!&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse mulher já teria me jogado aos seus pés!&lt;br /&gt;E pedido em casamento com direito a juras de fidelidade eterna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-4564909584060651752?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/4564909584060651752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/calor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/4564909584060651752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/4564909584060651752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/calor.html' title='Calor!'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl8kiRMDSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ByD0r-NnjfI/s72-c/Sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-979852980185628159</id><published>2009-12-28T21:54:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:08:58.996-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Acrostic</title><content type='html'>Why does the mere idea of "skull" have to mean something bad, morbid or, deathly?&lt;br /&gt;Can't it just be another word among so many with a 'lighter' meaning? For example the bony structure that protects the brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's play with the word a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acrostic&lt;br /&gt;adj. of an acrostic, pertaining to a composition in which the initial or ending letters form a word or phrase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKULL&lt;br /&gt;KULLS&lt;br /&gt;ULLSK&lt;br /&gt;LLSKU&lt;br /&gt;LSKUL&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES&lt;br /&gt;KNOWING&lt;br /&gt;UNLEASHES&lt;br /&gt;LOVING&lt;br /&gt;LESS&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPREADING&lt;br /&gt;KINDNESS&lt;br /&gt;UNKNOWINGLY&lt;br /&gt;LIBERATES&lt;br /&gt;LIVES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-979852980185628159?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/979852980185628159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/acrostic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/979852980185628159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/979852980185628159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/acrostic.html' title='Acrostic'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-8469660179385395752</id><published>2009-12-28T02:46:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:15:46.829-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Devaneios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enquanto o feio nos repulsa;&lt;br /&gt;e o belo nos atrai;&lt;br /&gt;o burro nos enoja;&lt;br /&gt;e o inteligente nos fascina;&lt;br /&gt;o desconhecido nos assusta;&lt;br /&gt;e o conhecido nos conforta;&lt;br /&gt;podemos dizer que temos muito em que pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Pois essas máximas de longe são plenas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-8469660179385395752?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/8469660179385395752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/devaneios.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/8469660179385395752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/8469660179385395752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/devaneios.html' title='Devaneios'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-6153400776860857077</id><published>2009-12-28T02:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T02:31:19.665-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A mesma solidão que tanto almejamos ter de vez em quando é o mesmo que tanto nos assusta o tempo inteiro"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-6153400776860857077?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/6153400776860857077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/mesma-solidao-que-tanto-almejamos-ter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/6153400776860857077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/6153400776860857077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/mesma-solidao-que-tanto-almejamos-ter.html' title=''/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940498842506491396.post-6501827104169232746</id><published>2009-12-28T00:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:43:35.025-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/SzgbNw73zgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/p8_apvtykaI/s1600-h/amsterdam+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420112074828664322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/SzgbNw73zgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/p8_apvtykaI/s320/amsterdam+066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In life we always have an option, be it a good one or not. Be it the easy route, be it the path that will take the longest to reach our destiny... I feel that today I'll start on one of these new paths and let's see where it takes me! I hope you all enjoy the ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/940498842506491396-6501827104169232746?l=thewhydoporque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/feeds/6501827104169232746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/6501827104169232746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/940498842506491396/posts/default/6501827104169232746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhydoporque.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Skull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122352387316285927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/Szl-h9wzK7I/AAAAAAAAABI/xnXVriBCoqo/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NGKT-RiN154/SzgbNw73zgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/p8_apvtykaI/s72-c/amsterdam+066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
