<?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-426502954462898955</id><updated>2012-02-09T08:25:47.455-02:00</updated><category term='MEUS TEXTOS E VIDEOS'/><category term='PURÍSSIMA ARTE'/><category term='COISAS DO MUNDO'/><title type='text'>Le Stigliano</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>192</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-8155284890788787580</id><published>2011-01-06T21:03:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T21:16:41.947-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEUS TEXTOS E VIDEOS'/><title type='text'>Efeitos da Oração</title><content type='html'>A Oração e confissão Cristã funciona como uma auto-analise, e tem influencia positiva sobre o ser humano. &lt;br /&gt;Ao se confessar a Deus em uma oração, em uma oração particular, não em&amp;nbsp; um confessionário de igreja, quando a pessoa se retrata a Deus diretamente, ela revela sentimentos internos que muitas vezes a pessoa não fala para si mesma, não pensa a respeito e coloca em um lugar determinado no cérebro, um lugar que não fazemos questão de passar, e sempre que possível desviamos dele.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Deus sabe de tudo, vê tudo e te castigara severamente se você tentar engana-lo, essa filosofia acaba nos levando a pensamentos despidos de todas as mascaras e camadas morais que nós nos colocamos durante a vida. &lt;br /&gt;Essa auto-analise ajuda em uma tentativa de de se conhecer, muito menos que a filosofia ou qualquer tipo de arte, mas ajuda. &lt;br /&gt;Não se trata de escolástica, é uma visão sem qualquer consideração de religião, e este método quase sempre não gera efeito, pois a capacidade do ser humano de se enganar, de conseguir achara argumentos ridículos apenas para justificar teus atos e não aceitar a derrota moral é inacreditável, e como deus nunca responde ou repreende verdadeiramente, acaba se tornando um remédio para uma doença inexistente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-8155284890788787580?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/8155284890788787580/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=8155284890788787580' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/8155284890788787580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/8155284890788787580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2011/01/efeitos-da-oracao.html' title='Efeitos da Oração'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-5158497306742739649</id><published>2010-12-14T21:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:49:52.094-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Curta o Curta</title><content type='html'>Curta em stop motion muito bom, não só pela complexidade do trabalho , mas tambem pelo roteiro bem elaborado e surpreendente.&lt;br /&gt;Ganhou o premio de melhor curta do site &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/12155835"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="338" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/12155835" width="601"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/12155835"&gt;Bottle&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/kirstenlepore"&gt;Kirsten Lepore&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-5158497306742739649?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/5158497306742739649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=5158497306742739649' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5158497306742739649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5158497306742739649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/12/curta-o-curta.html' title='Curta o Curta'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-1890025573434819361</id><published>2010-12-09T15:10:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T15:10:38.061-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chico Buarque</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: left; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:4e396f67-665c-401f-bfa3-8138603eb025" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="030d6522-f858-4cfb-b5ce-117654d21745" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wanaiYQA_sI" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TQENjCgSicI/AAAAAAAAAeM/r41vab_zGYw/videof84a579f6eba%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('030d6522-f858-4cfb-b5ce-117654d21745'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/wanaiYQA_sI&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/wanaiYQA_sI&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Por esse pão pra comer, por esse chão pra dormir&lt;br&gt;A certidão pra nascer, e a concessão pra sorrir&lt;br&gt;Por me deixar respirar, por me deixar existir&lt;br&gt;Deus lhe pague &lt;p&gt;Pelo prazer de chorar e pelo "estamos aí"&lt;br&gt;Pela piada no bar e o futebol pra aplaudir&lt;br&gt;Um crime pra comentar e um samba pra distrair&lt;br&gt;Deus lhe pague &lt;p&gt;Por essa praia, essa saia, pelas mulheres daqui&lt;br&gt;O amor malfeito depressa, fazer a barba e partir&lt;br&gt;Pelo domingo que é lindo, novela, missa e gibi&lt;br&gt;Deus lhe pague &lt;p&gt;Pela cachaça de graça que a gente tem que engolir&lt;br&gt;Pela fumaça, desgraça, que a gente tem que tossir&lt;br&gt;Pelos andaimes, pingentes, que a gente tem que cair&lt;br&gt;Deus lhe pague &lt;p&gt;Por mais um dia, agonia, pra suportar e assistir&lt;br&gt;Pelo rangido dos dentes, pela cidade a zunir&lt;br&gt;E pelo grito demente que nos ajuda a fugir&lt;br&gt;Deus lhe pague &lt;p&gt;Pela mulher carpideira pra nos louvar e cuspir&lt;br&gt;E pelas moscas-bicheiras a nos beijar e cobrir&lt;br&gt;E pela paz derradeira que enfim vai nos redimir&lt;br&gt;Deus lhe pague   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-1890025573434819361?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/1890025573434819361/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=1890025573434819361' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1890025573434819361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1890025573434819361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/12/chico-buarque.html' title='Chico Buarque'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TQENjCgSicI/AAAAAAAAAeM/r41vab_zGYw/s72-c/videof84a579f6eba%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-5799562558791138660</id><published>2010-12-09T13:49:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T13:52:47.784-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A 1 de 2 e 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TQD6SzbjaJI/AAAAAAAAAd0/SQk8VKVaVO8/s1600-h/bw_48%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img align="left" alt="bw_48" border="0" height="328" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TQD6UTF3qSI/AAAAAAAAAd4/txX1Xd_RWLA/bw_48_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="bw_48" width="436" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;“O amor comeu minha paz e minha guerra. Meu dia e minha noite. Meu inverno e meu verão. Comeu meu silêncio, minha dor de cabeça, meu medo da morte.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;João Cabral de Melo Neto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TQD6ZdDMxuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/zoXrJni0VPo/s1600-h/019_klsadako%5B3%5D.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" alt="019_klsadako" border="0" height="308" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TQD6bZhC8FI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_DsF-WHdjuo/019_klsadako_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="019_klsadako" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; “ESTOU LÚCIDO. ESTOU VIVO COMO AS AVES EM MIGRAÇÃO. COMEÇO POR AMAR A REALIDADE... NUNCA DECLINEI A VIDA. DECLINO, SIM, AS COISAS DITAS DA VIDA. MAS MESMO QUE TUDO ESTEJA CONTAMINADO E SEM REVERSO, É A VIDA QUE NOS POVOA; É A VIDA POR INTEIRO QUE NOS VIVE!”&lt;br /&gt;António Teixeira e Castro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-5799562558791138660?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/5799562558791138660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=5799562558791138660' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5799562558791138660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5799562558791138660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/12/os-tres-mal-amados.html' title='A 1 de 2 e 3'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TQD6UTF3qSI/AAAAAAAAAd4/txX1Xd_RWLA/s72-c/bw_48_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-1375883764131625121</id><published>2010-12-07T22:51:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:51:13.037-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TP7WfLkV25I/AAAAAAAAAds/_k8WyxaafTk/s1600-h/pics_052%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="pics_052" border="0" alt="pics_052" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TP7Wf9RsrpI/AAAAAAAAAdw/NQxnYzZ2V_Q/pics_052_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="424" height="456"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;“Explicam cientificamente as decisões de um planeta, esquecem-se acontecimentos mínimos.&lt;br&gt;Só há livros sobre reis e invasões, enormes discursos, nem uma única página sobre as palavras bom-dia. Ninguém conhece um fato por dentro, como se conhece um objeto de consumo.&lt;br&gt;Não sabe que quem vem do nascimento vai para a morte, dois lugares fixos, cuja distância entre eles depende do acaso, raramente da decisão do homem triste que se suicida.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sobre o autor: &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Gonçalo M.Tavares, nasceu em Angola, Luanda, no ano de 1970. Publicou sua primeira obra em 2001. &lt;br&gt;Escreveu o romance "Jerusalém" que entrou na lista da edição europeia do guia "1001 livros para ler antes de morrer". &lt;br&gt;Tavares já ganhou importantes prêmios, e seus livros originaram vídeos de arte, peças teatrais, entre outros.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-1375883764131625121?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/1375883764131625121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=1375883764131625121' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1375883764131625121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1375883764131625121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/12/um-dia.html' title='Um Dia'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TP7Wf9RsrpI/AAAAAAAAAdw/NQxnYzZ2V_Q/s72-c/pics_052_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-6399934664803029050</id><published>2010-12-06T22:21:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T22:40:59.536-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada de mais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TP2Cg9RNd8I/AAAAAAAAAdo/uNWl-dQqmVc/s1600/pics_027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TP2Cg9RNd8I/AAAAAAAAAdo/uNWl-dQqmVc/s320/pics_027.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Deixe-me encontra o meu eu, o verdadeiro, o sem qualquer máscaras. O EU real que já não me lembro como era.&lt;br /&gt;Saudade já quase não sinto, o tempo apaga muitas coisas, e apagou muita das lembranças que tinha de minha infância, onde talvez, eu tenha chegado o mais perto de uma serena tranqüilidade. A vida não me parece tão simples como na TV, não me ilude mais, infelizmente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-6399934664803029050?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/6399934664803029050/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=6399934664803029050' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6399934664803029050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6399934664803029050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/12/nada-de-mais.html' title='Nada de mais'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TP2Cg9RNd8I/AAAAAAAAAdo/uNWl-dQqmVc/s72-c/pics_027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-6985897182179278772</id><published>2010-11-19T10:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T10:54:47.361-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O contrário do amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TOZzJedtD7I/AAAAAAAAAdg/nyOktsxRzDI/s1600/2007112210191210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TOZzJedtD7I/AAAAAAAAAdg/nyOktsxRzDI/s320/2007112210191210.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O contrário de bonito é feio, de rico é pobre, de preto é branco, isso  se aprende antes de entrar na escola. Se você fizer uma enquete entre as  crianças, ouvirá também que o contrário do amor é o ódio. Elas estão  erradas. Faça uma enquete entre adultos e descubra a resposta certa: o  contrário do amor não é o ódio, é a indiferença.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que seria preferível, que a pessoa que você ama passasse a lhe odiar,  ou que lhe fosse totalmente indiferente? Que perdesse o sono imaginando  maneiras de fazer você se dar mal ou que dormisse feito um anjo a noite  inteira, esquecido por completo da sua existência? O ódio é também uma  maneira de se estar com alguém. Já a indiferença não aceita declarações  ou reclamações: seu nome não consta mais do cadastro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para odiar alguém, precisamos reconhecer que esse alguém existe e que  nos provoca sensações, por piores que sejam. Para odiar alguém,  precisamos de um coração, ainda que frio, e raciocínio, ainda que  doente. Para odiar alguém gastamos energia, neurônios e tempo. Odiar nos  dá fios brancos no cabelo, rugas pela face e angústia no peito. Para  odiar, necessitamos do objeto do ódio, necessitamos dele nem que seja  para dedicar-lhe nosso rancor, nossa ira, nossa pouca sabedoria para  entendê-lo e pouco humor para aturá-lo. O ódio, se tivesse uma cor,  seria vermelho, tal qual a cor do amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já para sermos indiferentes a alguém, precisamos do quê? De coisa  alguma. A pessoa em questão pode saltar de bung-jump, assistir aula de  fraque, ganhar um Oscar ou uma prisão perpétua, estamos nem aí. Não  julgamos seus atos, não observamos seus modos, não testemunhamos sua  existência. Ela não nos exige olhos, boca, coração, cérebro: nosso corpo  ignora sua presença, e muito menos se dá conta de sua ausência. Não  temos o número do telefone das pessoas para quem não ligamos. A  indiferença, se tivesse uma cor, seria cor da água, cor do ar, cor de  nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma criança nunca experimentou essa sensação: ou ela é muito amada, ou  criticada pelo que apronta. Uma criança está sempre em uma das pontas da  gangorra, adoração ou queixas, mas nunca é ignorada. Só bem mais tarde,  quando necessitar de uma atenção que não seja materna ou paterna, é que  descobrirá que o amor e o ódio habitam o mesmo universo, enquanto que a  indiferença é um exílio no deserto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Autoria de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dejovu.com/resultados/?pesquisa=Martha%20Medeiros"&gt;Martha  Medeiros&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-6985897182179278772?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/6985897182179278772/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=6985897182179278772' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6985897182179278772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6985897182179278772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-contrario-do-amor.html' title='O contrário do amor'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TOZzJedtD7I/AAAAAAAAAdg/nyOktsxRzDI/s72-c/2007112210191210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-6782998635530364720</id><published>2010-11-15T20:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T20:21:20.896-02:00</updated><title type='text'>TEXTO</title><content type='html'>"De que adianta vocês viverem em casa como vocês vivem? De que adianta pagar as contas no fim do mês religiosamente, as contas de luz, gás, telefone, condomínio, IPTU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos vocês são Faustos. Venham, eu os arrastarei por uma vida bem selvagem através de uma rasa e vã mediocridade, que é o que vocês merecem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As suas bem humanas insaciabilidade, terão lábios, manjares, bebidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É difícil encontrar quem não queira vender sua alma ao diabo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As últimas palavras de Goethe ao morrer foram: Luz, luz, mais luz!!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Goethe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-6782998635530364720?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/6782998635530364720/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=6782998635530364720' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6782998635530364720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6782998635530364720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/11/texto.html' title='TEXTO'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-7567821663004356945</id><published>2010-11-15T00:25:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T00:33:20.764-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Os Três Mal-Amados - João Cabral de Melo Neto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Texto de João Cabral de Melo Neto, por Lirinha do Cordel Do Fogo Encantado .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu escutei algumas vezes, e não sei se entendi bem. Acho que o texto lista as coisas que fazem uma pessoa, o que as define e diferencia. Mas no final fiquei com a sensação de que o personagem ficou contente com a perda de tudo, como se tivesse valido a pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Deixe tua opinião.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:8c852ddc-f433-4b36-b725-67a71c156178" style="display: inline; float: none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div id="51769f05-fce4-41ef-88bf-381de559fe94" style="display: inline; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3_QXaXnhpE4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3_QXaXnhpE4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-7567821663004356945?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/7567821663004356945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=7567821663004356945' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7567821663004356945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7567821663004356945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/11/os-tres-mal-amados-joao-cabral-de-melo.html' title='Os Três Mal-Amados - João Cabral de Melo Neto'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-8477429581354037972</id><published>2010-11-04T10:24:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T10:24:25.808-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A grandiosidade de nossa insignificância</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Veja o vídeo, e determine o quanto faria falta para o universo caso a terra explodisse. Que falta faria você, teu carro, tua mansão, o nome respeitável de uma família rica, jóias, marcas. Tudo que nos construímos até hoje.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tudo que temos e defendemos, não é nada.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:9202106c-ecb6-48c2-b65d-cdfac724a7aa" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="bcf54d20-a87a-473e-af94-34d801c7c8cb" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4sKQcvp2gU&amp;amp;feature=grec_index" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TNKl9JROpJI/AAAAAAAAAdE/zXsmMND3CuA/video1ab4391b1faa%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('bcf54d20-a87a-473e-af94-34d801c7c8cb'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; 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&lt;br /&gt;Um ateu morre e vai para o céu. Chegando lá é recepcionado por São Pedro: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Hummm… (lendo o livro da vida pregressa do ateu)… infelizmente meu filho, você não pode adentrar no reino celestial. Você, desde jovem, declarou-se ateu. Até mesmo no leito de morte, você ficou firme no seu ateísmo. Lugar de ateu é no Inferno.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Resignado, o ateu desce às profundezas abissais em procura da entrada do Inferno. Lá chegando tem um choque. A entrada do Inferno parece-se com aqueles grandes cassinos de Las Vegas. Logo na entrada, lindas mulheres recepcionam o ateu. &lt;br /&gt;Extremamente surpreso o ateu adentra no Inferno e é recebido por um homem elegantemente vestido com um terno branco e uma flor no bolso do paletó. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Seja Bem-Vindo, meu grande amigo! (diz efusivamente) Eu sou Satanás, seu anfitrião por toda a eternidade e qualquer coisa que você queira é só pedir diretamente para mim ou para aquelas lindas mulheres. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;(abaixando a voz) A ruiva de vestido preto vai te levar à loucura.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A imagem do inferno era fabulosa: uma longa pradaria onde o comum era a relva baixa e flores. Ao fundo uma pequena sequência de montanhas. &lt;br /&gt;Percebia-se um pequeno rio à esquerda, onde o ateu reconheceu Nietzsche e Voltaire, com varas de pescar em uma mão e um copo de vinho na outra. Riam alto! À direita, num restaurante com uma enorme varanda, o ateu discerniu somente numa mesa Thomas Paine, Robert Ingersoll e Thomas Jefferson, este último acenando e apontando para um livro em sua mão. Era o último livro de Richard Dawkins. &lt;br /&gt;Confuso, desnorteado, o ateu não consegue entender o que está acontecendo. Só ouve o Satanás ao seu lado, falando como se fossem dois grandes amigos tomando cerveja num barzinho. E ele não parava de falar: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Meu amigo, aqui você poderá fazer tudo o que você sempre quis. Nada é proibido, desde que você obtenha prazer. (acenando para um homem que passava). Oi Giordano!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;O homem retorna o cumprimento. O ateu curioso pergunta: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Aquele era Giordano Bruno?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;-&lt;i&gt; Hã? Ahh… sim! Desculpe-me por não apresentá-lo, mas não se preocupe, pois irá conhece-lo nas noites de quinta-feira. Todas as quintas fazemos jogatina, após o jogo de futebol. O único que não joga é o Karl Marx.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;De repente, interrompendo a conversa, o céu fica escuro com nuvens negras e ventos fortes, com descargas de relâmpagos e trovões que parecem anunciar o dia do Juízo Final. &lt;br /&gt;O ateu vê que a pradaria, outrora linda, virou uma fossa abissal que expelia de suas entranhas, labaredas sulfurosas, como línguas demoníacas. &lt;br /&gt;No meio do céu tempestuoso, um homem aparece, gritando loucamente e ardendo em chamas, caindo diretamente na fossa aberta no chão. Tão logo o homem é engolido pelas chamas, tudo volta ao que era antes. A pradaria, Nietzsche e Voltaire no rio e Satanás não parando de falar, como se nada tivesse acontecido. &lt;br /&gt;Perplexo pelo o que viu e não se contendo em curiosidade perante a passividade de Satanás o ateu pergunta: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Que porra foi isto?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Satanás responde: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Era um evangélico. Eles preferem o Inferno desta maneira.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;Quer fazer alguma coisa util na internet? 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Moleza né? &lt;br /&gt;Vejamos então como &lt;b&gt;ela &lt;/b&gt;se saiu no debate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:2363e04f-d9fd-4cd4-9d28-c3690672de41" style="display: inline; float: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div id="4de3f97e-7301-40c5-8c98-6b3fdfc510fa" style="display: inline; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tPAFK_3nx9k&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img alt="" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('4de3f97e-7301-40c5-8c98-6b3fdfc510fa'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/tPAFK_3nx9k&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/tPAFK_3nx9k&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; 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border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Stephen" border="0" alt="Stephen" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TKXG537RqII/AAAAAAAAAcU/ebclgFRI-NA/Stephen_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="359" height="1138"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Conheça - &lt;a title="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Hawking" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Hawking"&gt;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Hawking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-5563373588482874874?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/5563373588482874874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=5563373588482874874' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5563373588482874874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5563373588482874874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/10/stephen-hawking-engracadinho.html' title='Stephen Hawking, engraçadinho.'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TKXG537RqII/AAAAAAAAAcU/ebclgFRI-NA/s72-c/Stephen_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-1035723209641512171</id><published>2010-09-21T16:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T16:17:57.484-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas que o GuGu não te ensina</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Você não gosta?&amp;nbsp; Foda-se . Conheça pelo menos. essa musica pode te levar a outra e a outra que talvez você venha a gostar. Ai você vai conhecer alguma coisa que não tenha chegado ate você pela televisão ou pela porcaria do rádio. Eu não gosto de sertanejo? Não é bem isso, todo estilo de musica tem seus grandes artistas e os merdas que querem aparecer. O que eu não suporto é só ter sertanejo, nó rádio, na TV, nos carros, nos churrascos, velórios, na zona… Puta que o pariu,, Eita povo apaixonado. Acho que sou só eu que tenho problemas, que tenho tristezas e melancolia. O&amp;nbsp; resto do mundo é muito feliz pro meu gosto.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;só.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;CocoRosie&lt;/b&gt; é um grupo musical formado em 2003 pelas irmãs Bianca Leilani Casady ("Coco") e Sierra Rose Casady ("Rosie"). As duas irmãs nasceram e foram criados nos &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Estados_Unidos_da_Am%C3%A9rica"&gt;Estados Unidos da América&lt;/a&gt;, mas formaram a banda em &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paris"&gt;Paris&lt;/a&gt; após se terem encontrado ao fim de muitos anos. O seu estilo musical foi alcunhado de "&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freak_folk"&gt;Freak folk&lt;/a&gt;" e incorpora elementos de &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pop"&gt;pop&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blues"&gt;blues&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%93pera"&gt;ópera&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indie"&gt;indie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Electro"&gt;electro&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dream_pop"&gt;dream pop&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hip_hop"&gt;hip hop&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:fe879b65-e5e2-4013-ba95-4e66cf1370d0" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="1dc38f69-5dc1-436d-a039-c75bbaebe372" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CuaacrVXQgs" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TJkE4mCN9VI/AAAAAAAAAcM/soXsIUNrGWc/videofdb18fcf9305%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('1dc38f69-5dc1-436d-a039-c75bbaebe372'); 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Chama o vendedor de espetinho de camarão e faz o pedido.O vendedor, como todo baiano, é muito simpático e um ótimo vendedor. Com toda arrogância paulistana, vem a pergunta ao vendedor.&lt;br /&gt;Você fala bem, seria um bom vendedor em São Paulo, você não pensa em ir trabalhar lá e subir de vida?&lt;br /&gt;O vendedor responde.&lt;br /&gt;O que seria subir de vida? Trabalhar que nem louco o ano inteiro, e como recompensa passar uma semana na praia? &lt;br /&gt;Nem precisa concluir.&lt;br /&gt;Segue um vídeo de arte de rua.&lt;br /&gt;Teria vida melhor? Sair por cidades ganhando dinheiro com a tua arte? Alguns tem a resposta. Mas e o futuro? Como será a velhice dessa pessoa, sem casa, sem plano de saúde.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Como resposta a isso,&amp;nbsp; da até pra usar uma frase do Racionais. 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ainda moleque e aprendeu com o pai a tocar &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cavaquinho"&gt;cavaquinho&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Viol%C3%A3o"&gt;violão&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cartola_%28compositor%29#cite_note-Cartola-Almanaque-da-Folha-0"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Dificuldades financeiras obrigaram a família numerosa a se mudar para o &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morro_da_Mangueira"&gt;morro da Mangueira&lt;/a&gt;, onde então começava a despontar uma incipiente &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Favela"&gt;favela&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cartola_%28compositor%29#cite_note-Cartola-CliqueMusic-1"&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Com 15 anos, após a morte de sua mãe, abandonou os estudos - tendo terminado apenas o &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prim%C3%A1rio"&gt;primário&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cartola_%28compositor%29#cite_note-Cartola-Almanaque-da-Folha-0"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Arranjou emprego de servente de obra, e passou a usar um &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chap%C3%A9u-coco"&gt;chapéu-coco&lt;/a&gt; para se proteger do &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cimento"&gt;cimento&lt;/a&gt; que caía de cima. Por usar esse chapéu, ganhou dos colegas de trabalho o &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apelido"&gt;apelido&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Cartola"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cartola_%28compositor%29#cite_note-Cartola-CliqueMusic-1"&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Junto com um grupo amigos sambistas do morro, Cartola criou o &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Bloco_dos_Arengueiros&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1"&gt;Bloco dos Arengueiros&lt;/a&gt;, cujo núcleo em &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1928"&gt;1928&lt;/a&gt; fundou a &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Esta%C3%A7%C3%A3o_Primeira_de_Mangueira"&gt;Estação Primeira de Mangueira&lt;/a&gt;. Ele compôs também o primeiro &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samba"&gt;samba&lt;/a&gt; para a &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Escola_de_samba"&gt;escola de samba&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;i&gt;"Chega de Demanda"&lt;/i&gt;. Os sambas de Cartola se popularizaram na &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/D%C3%A9cada_de_1930"&gt;década de 1930&lt;/a&gt;, em &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voz"&gt;vozes&lt;/a&gt; ilustres como &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Araci_de_Almeida"&gt;Araci de Almeida&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carmen_Miranda"&gt;Carmen Miranda&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Francisco_Alves"&gt;Francisco Alves&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/M%C3%A1rio_Reis"&gt;Mário Reis&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silvio_Caldas"&gt;Silvio Caldas&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;p&gt;Mas no início da &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/D%C3%A9cada_de_1940"&gt;década seguinte&lt;/a&gt;, Cartola desapareceu do cenário musical &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carioca"&gt;carioca&lt;/a&gt; e chegou a ser dado como morto. Pouco se sabe sobre aquele período, além do sambista ter brigado com amigos da Mangueira, contraído uma grave doença - especula-se que seja &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meningite"&gt;meningite&lt;/a&gt; - ter ficado abatido com a morte de Deolinda, a mulher com quem vivia.  &lt;p&gt;Cartola só foi reencontrado em &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1956"&gt;1956&lt;/a&gt; pelo &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jornalista"&gt;jornalista&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/S%C3%A9rgio_Porto"&gt;Sérgio Porto&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; trabalhando como lavador de &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carro"&gt;carros&lt;/a&gt; em &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ipanema_%28bairro_do_Rio_de_Janeiro%29"&gt;Ipanema&lt;/a&gt;. Graças a Porto, Cartola voltou a cantar, levando-o a programas de rádio e fazendo-o compor novos sambas para serem gravados. A partir daí, o compositor é redescoberto por uma nova safra de intérpretes.  &lt;p&gt;Em &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1974"&gt;1974&lt;/a&gt;, aos 66 anos, Cartola gravou o primeiro de seus quatro &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Disco"&gt;discos&lt;/a&gt;-solo, e sua carreira tomou impulso de novo com clássicos instantâneos como &lt;i&gt;"&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/As_Rosas_N%C3%A3o_Falam"&gt;As Rosas Não Falam&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;"&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/O_Mundo_%C3%A9_um_Moinho"&gt;O Mundo é um Moinho&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;"&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acontece"&gt;Acontece&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;"&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/O_Sol_Nascer%C3%A1"&gt;O Sol Nascerá&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/i&gt; (com &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elton_Medeiros"&gt;Elton Medeiros&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;i&gt;"Quem Me Vê Sorrindo"&lt;/i&gt; (com &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carlos_Cacha%C3%A7a"&gt;Carlos Cachaça&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;i&gt;"&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cordas_de_A%C3%A7o"&gt;Cordas de Aço&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;"&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alvorada_%28can%C3%A7%C3%A3o_de_Cartola%29"&gt;Alvorada&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/i&gt; e &lt;i&gt;"&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alegria_%28can%C3%A7%C3%A3o_de_Cartola%29"&gt;Alegria&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;. 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Estranho que&amp;nbsp; logo depois me apareceu um bem parecido.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;FW: DEUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sim, eu amo Deus. Ele&lt;br /&gt;é a fonte de minha existência, é meu Salvador. &lt;br /&gt;Ele me sustenta a cada dia.&lt;br /&gt;Sem Ele eu não sou&lt;br /&gt;nada, mas com Ele eu posso todas as&lt;br /&gt;coisas através de &lt;br /&gt;Jesus Cristo, que me fortalece. &lt;br /&gt;(Filipenses 4:13) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O outro texto, bem parecido&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sim, eu amo heroína. Ela&lt;br /&gt;é a fonte de minha existência, é minha Salvadora. &lt;br /&gt;Ela me sustenta a cada dia.&lt;br /&gt;Sem Ela eu não sou&lt;br /&gt;nada, mas com Ela eu posso todas as&lt;br /&gt;coisas através da &lt;br /&gt;Heroína, que me fortalece. &lt;br /&gt;(Kurt Cobain 4:13)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #a5a5a5; font-size: small;"&gt;estranho, Né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-4183010538345414701?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/4183010538345414701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=4183010538345414701' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4183010538345414701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4183010538345414701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/09/poxa-esse-tal-de-marx-sabe-o-que-fala.html' title='Poxa, esse tal de Marx sabe o que fala:&quot; ELE&quot; é o Ópio do Povo!'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-2762130068060036142</id><published>2010-08-30T13:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T13:26:47.494-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COISAS DO MUNDO'/><title type='text'>DIA E NOITE –</title><content type='html'>Curta Dia e Noite.&lt;br /&gt;Eu particularmente prefiro a noite. É tudo mais tranquilo, silencioso e o clima mais fresco.&lt;br /&gt;Mas tem coisas que acontece só durante o dia, Veja no vídeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="470"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.rutube.ru/25e2569aa51d21157cf74e250f70159a"&gt;&lt;/PARAM&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt;&lt;/PARAM&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/PARAM&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="uid=3235325"&gt;&lt;/PARAM&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.rutube.ru/25e2569aa51d21157cf74e250f70159a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="window" width="470" height="353" allowFullScreen="true" flashVars="uid=3235325"&gt;&lt;/EMBED&gt;&lt;/OBJECT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-2762130068060036142?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/2762130068060036142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=2762130068060036142' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2762130068060036142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2762130068060036142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/08/dia-e-noite.html' title='DIA E NOITE –'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-2636353376440892128</id><published>2010-08-20T22:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T14:06:28.885-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEUS TEXTOS E VIDEOS'/><title type='text'>Niilismo Reativo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;Ato 1 – Trabalhador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estudo para arrumar um emprego melhor. E neste emprego melhor, eu me dedicarei totalmente para conseguir um cargo bom, e assim conseguir um salario bom. Guardarei o meu salario para investir em um terreno. Em Busca de um futuro tranquilo, sem surpresas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ato 2 – Responsabilidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faço erguer minha casa, a muito custo e sofrimento. Agora tenho um lar, para abrigar minha família. Que espero que seja muito feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ato 3 – Família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caso e tenho dois filhos. Trabalho para pagar os gastos da casa, dos filhos, da mulher infeliz que se droga com compras, e se sacrifíca para manter uma imagem. Espero formar meus filhos, para então conseguir voltar para a época boa do namoro, que antes não era reconhecida como tão boa assim, pois não era mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ato 4 – Enfermidades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filhos, que me custaram tanta energia e tempo, agora estão longe. Machuco minha dignidade e orgulho na tentativa de formar uma família unida. Não viajo tanto como planejava para minha aposentadoria. As comidas preparadas fora de casa caem como veneno para meu estômago. Qualquer obstáculo antes facilmente superado, agora já me causam dores . Os remédios consomem grande parte da minha pequena pensão. Minha esposa me desqualifica perante&amp;nbsp; todos, toda vez que isso é possível, minha preocupação com a aparente união familiar, faz com que eu apenas sorria, balançando a cabeça, na tentativa de transformar o constrangimento em brincadeira. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ato 5 – A Morte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não consegui a tão esperada felicidade eterna, nem mesmo sei se a tive por algum momento. Tenho orgulho de minha família, mas nada grandioso tenho para contar aos meus netos. Os jovens me escutam com o olhar piedoso e não desaprovam minhas argumentações, mesmo que estas sejam ridículas e improváveis. Já não faço parte das açoes familiares, não ajudo na mudança e não me pedem opinião para comprar um carro novo. Aceito a morte, e vejo surgir em mim, uma fé antes inexistente. Isso me ajuda, fazendo me &amp;nbsp; acreditar que haverá uma outra chance de fazer as coisas certas, uma outra oportunidade em um outro plano espiritual, que no fundo sei que não existe. Minha vida não foi como eu esperava, mas ao menos não tive problemas maiores, só os problemas normais. Minha vida foi normal, sou uma pessoa normal. Serei lembrado duas vezes ao ano, na data de meu nascimento, e na de data de minha morte. Mas sempre com tristeza, por ter sido uma pessoa normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leandro Stigliano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-2636353376440892128?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/2636353376440892128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=2636353376440892128' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2636353376440892128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2636353376440892128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/08/niilismo-reativo.html' title='Niilismo Reativo'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-830227827971118524</id><published>2010-08-18T23:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:23:19.138-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COISAS DO MUNDO'/><title type='text'>SOMBRAS DO PASSADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TGyVZhOrhVI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/HTTHJ7vReCs/s1600-h/Mario-Real-Life%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; 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&lt;p&gt;Dia 22 de agosto de 2019, é inaugurada a primeira filial da franquia MC Donalds em Teerã, seis meses depois do fim da guerra, que expulsou os radicais tiranos do poder.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Essa noticia porá ser publicada um dia, o dia em que o capitalismo desferiu o primeiro passo em um mundo deserto e inabitado. Isso é o que planeja os EUA , expandir seu território, assim como na historia, como a Roma antiga ou os Persas. Aliais é a mesma batalha, ate hoje, o Iran é o novo nome da Pérsia, mudaram&amp;nbsp; em 1935.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tentam nos vender a imagem que os árabes são uma ameaça para o Ocidente. Como se generalizar uma dúzia de países em um povo só? É a mesma coisa quando um gringo responde que a capital do Brasil é Buenos Aires. Porra, o gringo safado que responde isso tem que ser muito burro, mas não é não, isso é descaso mesmo, ele não importa se o brasil vai ser usado pra campo de teste de bombas nucleares, e esse também é o nosso pensamento sobre o povo árabe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Conseguiram colocar na nossa mente que mulçumanos, árabes ou qualquer coisa que use barba grande e turbante fosse visto como o mal na terra, um demônio cristão vivo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Assim fizeram antes com a Rússia e todos os países ou pessoas comunistas. qualquer filme mais antigo o vilão é russo, já hoje em dia, qualquer filme ou jogo é sempre os mocinhos contra os terroristas árabes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Não quero ser enganado, não faz sentido um engenheiro , que fazia mestrado em Londres seja manipulado por velhos, que estão longe,&amp;nbsp; a pegar um avião&amp;nbsp; e se jogar um uma torre. Isso não é ser radical como a imprensa nos diz que é por causa da religião, isso é um radical de causa, isso é&amp;nbsp; atitude de quem quer defender toda uma nação. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eles estão com medo, pense como eles, já invadiram dois países que&amp;nbsp; fazem fronteira com teu país, te acusam de terrorista e só enfatiza as coisas negativa do teu povo, estacionam navios de guerra perto de tua costa, faz o ocidente inteiro ficar contra teu pais, aplicando sansões, tentando matar teu povo de fome. Isso, alias,&amp;nbsp; é uma tática velha de guerra, primeiro se certa o inimigo, bloqueando a chegada de armamento e suprimento, enfraquece a tropa inimiga e depois avança.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tudo isso para aumentar o alcance do capitalismo. O capitalismo no ocidente esta acabando, vai chegar um tempo, que o dinheiro vai estar dividindo de tal forma, que o dono de uma empresa não ganhara muito mais que um subordinado.&amp;nbsp; O fundamento do capitalismo é esse, como uma pessoa tem mais coisas que você, se no inicio todos éramos iguais? Para se crescer no Capitalismo só existem duas formas. Ou você tem uma grande idéia e a vende, roubando passivamente o dinheiro de outros, ou você fabrica alguma coisa, e ganha com a mais valia sobre os trabalhadores, e também sobre quem ira comprar. Com o tempo, com o pouco que o trabalhador ganha, chegara a ter o necessário para viver, e não precisará comprar mais nada de novo. É ai que entra o oriente médio. Vai ser como os portugueses chegando no Brasil, encher os navios de ouro, cristianizar todo o povo ,e ainda arruma um cliente novo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Espero que o cavaleiro da inquisição capitalista não passe na porta da minha casa, assim como qualquer coisa má. É o que deseja todo bom cristão da idade média.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Leandro Stiglino&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-4021930458105529594?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/4021930458105529594/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=4021930458105529594' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4021930458105529594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4021930458105529594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/08/mc-donalds-no-ira.html' title='MC Donalds no Irã'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TGyDN3KgtYI/AAAAAAAAAbA/twzpsTuBmBM/s72-c/McDonalds-Fries-Fat13feb06_thumb.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-1430487128530486689</id><published>2010-08-16T20:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:19:01.692-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEUS TEXTOS E VIDEOS'/><title type='text'>Regras que te prendem.</title><content type='html'>Você não vive sem regras, você é uma pessoa regrada!&lt;br /&gt;Segue regras a toda hora.&lt;br /&gt;se eu inverto algumas linhas&lt;br /&gt;já fica difícil pra você entender.&lt;br /&gt;se acomodou com tudo, não aceita o novo,&lt;br /&gt;está preso no habitual, não assume que é assim, mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stigliano Leandro&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-1430487128530486689?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/1430487128530486689/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=1430487128530486689' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1430487128530486689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1430487128530486689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/08/regras-que-te-prendem.html' title='Regras que te prendem.'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-5971198051952462586</id><published>2010-08-15T00:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:19:01.692-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEUS TEXTOS E VIDEOS'/><title type='text'>Sentimentos do Caminho</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Estava tentando encontrar algum tipo de sentimento nos meus arquivos, fiz o vídeo para meus sentimentos, os teus vão ser diferentes para cada cena. &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; 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font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Guerra de Papelão  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hE-ZmwATS8E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hE-ZmwATS8E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-7690889005009362891?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/7690889005009362891/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=7690889005009362891' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7690889005009362891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7690889005009362891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/07/guerra-de-papelao.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-7464677035404174020</id><published>2010-07-01T15:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:24:28.991-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COISAS DO MUNDO'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TCzbqZa4YuI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/zGiJVu2jUV0/s1600/fotopodborka_029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="522" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TCzbqZa4YuI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/zGiJVu2jUV0/s640/fotopodborka_029.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-3714323512463123140?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/3714323512463123140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=3714323512463123140' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3714323512463123140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3714323512463123140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TCzbqZa4YuI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/zGiJVu2jUV0/s72-c/fotopodborka_029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-3092182987138102222</id><published>2010-06-29T17:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:22:31.857-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PURÍSSIMA ARTE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cântico Negro  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TCpUzDsa3UI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ro72ONTf_Ks/s1600/fotopodoborka_038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TCpUzDsa3UI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ro72ONTf_Ks/s400/fotopodoborka_038.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vem por aqui" --- dizem-me alguns com olhos doces,&lt;br /&gt;Estendendo-me os braços, e seguros&lt;br /&gt;De que seria bom se eu os ouvisse&lt;br /&gt;Quando me dizem: "vem por aqui"!&lt;br /&gt;Eu olho-os com olhos lassos,&lt;br /&gt;(Há, nos meus olhos, ironias e cansaços)&lt;br /&gt;E cruzo os braços,&lt;br /&gt;E nunca vou por ali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha glória é esta:&lt;br /&gt;Criar desumanidade!&lt;br /&gt;Não acompanhar ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;--- Que eu vivo com o mesmo sem-vontade&lt;br /&gt;Com que rasguei o ventre a minha mãe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, não vou por aí! Só vou por onde&lt;br /&gt;Me levam meus próprios passos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se ao que busco saber nenhum de vós responde,&lt;br /&gt;Por que me repetis: "vem por aqui"?&lt;br /&gt;Prefiro escorregar nos becos lamacentos,&lt;br /&gt;Redemoinhar aos ventos,&lt;br /&gt;Como farrapos, arrastar os pés sangrentos,&lt;br /&gt;A ir por aí...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se vim ao mundo, foi&lt;br /&gt;Só para desflorar florestas virgens,&lt;br /&gt;E desenhar meus próprios pés na areia inexplorada!&lt;br /&gt;O mais que faço não vale nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como, pois, sereis vós&lt;br /&gt;Que me dareis machados, ferramentas, e coragem&lt;br /&gt;Para eu derrubar os meus obstáculos?...&lt;br /&gt;Corre, nas vossas veias, sangue velho dos avós,&lt;br /&gt;E vós amais o que é fácil!&lt;br /&gt;Eu amo o Longe e a Miragem,&lt;br /&gt;Amo os abismos, as torrentes, os desertos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ide! tendes estradas,&lt;br /&gt;Tendes jardins, tendes canteiros,&lt;br /&gt;Tendes pátrias, tendes tectos,&lt;br /&gt;E tendes regras, e tratados, e filósofos, e sábios.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho a minha Loucura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levanto-a, como um facho, a arder na noite escura,&lt;br /&gt;E sinto espuma, e sangue, e cânticos nos lábios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus e o Diabo é que me guiam, mais ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Todos tiveram pai, todos tiveram mãe;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu, que nunca principio nem acabo,&lt;br /&gt;Nasci do amor que há entre Deus e o Diabo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, que ninguém me dê piedosas intenções!&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém me peça definições!&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém me diga: "vem por aqui"!&lt;br /&gt;A minha vida é um vendaval que se soltou.&lt;br /&gt;É uma onda que se alevantou.&lt;br /&gt;É um átomo a mais que se animou...&lt;br /&gt;Não sei por onde vou,&lt;br /&gt;Não sei para onde vou,&lt;br /&gt;--- Sei que não vou por aí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;José Régio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-3092182987138102222?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/3092182987138102222/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=3092182987138102222' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3092182987138102222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3092182987138102222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/06/cantico-negro-vem-por-aqui-dizem-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TCpUzDsa3UI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ro72ONTf_Ks/s72-c/fotopodoborka_038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-3270933768953803711</id><published>2010-06-25T15:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:22:31.857-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PURÍSSIMA ARTE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Indo e Vindo - Curta  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lj3zq2eKklg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lj3zq2eKklg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-3270933768953803711?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/3270933768953803711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=3270933768953803711' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3270933768953803711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3270933768953803711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/06/indo-e-vindo-curta.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-8358243111278940932</id><published>2010-06-22T13:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:24:28.991-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COISAS DO MUNDO'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Partida de Futebol dos Filósofos &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu ri, não muito, mas ri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wrtKc1ZtrGQ&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wrtKc1ZtrGQ&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-8358243111278940932?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/8358243111278940932/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=8358243111278940932' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/8358243111278940932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/8358243111278940932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/06/partida-de-futebol-dos-filosofos-eu-ri.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-3855058808065214369</id><published>2010-06-21T16:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:22:31.857-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PURÍSSIMA ARTE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Universo Conhecido &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando pensamos em nossa insignificância perante o universo fica dificil de ter uma idéia.&lt;br /&gt;Qual o tamanho do universo conhecido pelo homem?&lt;br /&gt;Qual o tamanho da nossa ignorância perante todo o resto desconhecido?&lt;br /&gt;Nós somos muito, muito pequenos.&lt;br /&gt;O Video mostra a Terra, e vai afastando na velocidade da luz, chegando até onde conhecemos.&lt;br /&gt;Mostra os satélites artificiais, e uma grande bolha azul, que é até onde nossos sinais de rádio chegaram.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo em escala real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UhJh5EgYt7M&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UhJh5EgYt7M&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-3855058808065214369?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/3855058808065214369/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=3855058808065214369' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3855058808065214369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3855058808065214369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/06/universo-conhecido-quando-pensamos-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-2706627819202269612</id><published>2010-06-18T19:23:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:19:01.692-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEUS TEXTOS E VIDEOS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Soroban &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TBvx3ZogPZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/jAAKEK-u0s0/s1600/Photopodborka_070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TBvx3ZogPZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/jAAKEK-u0s0/s400/Photopodborka_070.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas não podem ser condenadas pelos seus atos.&lt;br /&gt;Células, neurônios , hormônios e tudo no universo são decorrências de cálculos matemáticos.&lt;br /&gt;Uma atitude resulta de uma conta simples, é a&amp;nbsp; matemática na parte fisiológica que determina todas as células do corpo,&amp;nbsp; e tambem de fatores externos resultante de um devir natural e impossível de ser totalmente manipulado.&lt;br /&gt;Essa soma resulta na atitude de um individuo;  e, como este então,o individuo,  resultado de formulas, pode pagar por um ato que ele não teria condições de controlar?&lt;br /&gt;Todos os nossos sentimentos,  vontades e desejos vem sem pedir permissão.&lt;br /&gt;Somos todos somatória do acaso.&lt;br /&gt;Para garantir certa harmonia entre os seres, levando para o lado sociológico, temos que ter regras. &lt;br /&gt;Regras que são provenientes de um resultado matemático de média.&lt;br /&gt;Se pega os erros comuns a maioria e os tornam antiéticos. Podem ser cometidos, mas não é aconselhado. &lt;br /&gt;Tudo que esta fora dessa média maior é tratado com estranhamento e cabível de punição.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;L. Stigliano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-2706627819202269612?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/2706627819202269612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=2706627819202269612' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2706627819202269612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2706627819202269612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/06/soroban-pessoas-nao-podem-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TBvx3ZogPZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/jAAKEK-u0s0/s72-c/Photopodborka_070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-6995831824325244986</id><published>2010-06-18T13:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:24:28.992-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COISAS DO MUNDO'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; 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 A coisa esta feia faz tempo.&lt;br /&gt;O erro é tentar aculturar a massa como os Jesuítas fizeram com o cristianismo.&lt;br /&gt;Faça cultura, faça arte, faça o que quiser; não tente vende-la a ninguém.&lt;span class="" title="Glauber Rocha e Caetano Veloso"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Glauber Rocha e Caetano Veloso"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/28ZpF-78RNs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/28ZpF-78RNs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-6995831824325244986?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/6995831824325244986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=6995831824325244986' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6995831824325244986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6995831824325244986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/06/chupa-essa-manga-severino-coisa-esta.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-4481583897574489534</id><published>2010-06-16T09:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:24:28.992-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COISAS DO MUNDO'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Where the Hell is Matt?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Harding , 33 anos,é Desing de Jogos, trabalhava em uma grande empresa, tinha o emprego que sempre desejou.&lt;br /&gt;Certo dia, por algumas desavenças, pediu as contas no serviço e decidiu gastar tudo que tinha juntado até então em uma viagem pela àsia.&lt;br /&gt;Montou um site para mandar informações para a familia, fotos e videos de onde o mesmo se encontrava.&lt;br /&gt;Um Dia, uma pessoa que ele conheceu em uma dessas viagens sugeriu que Matt filmasse uma certa dancinha que ele, Matt, fazia. Matt fez isso e colocava essa dancinha em teu site.&lt;br /&gt;Quando voltou, seus videos tinham ganhado certa fama na internet, e uma empresa americana de chiclete contratou Matt para que ele viajasse novamente pelo mundo e que filmasse os lugares que ele visitasse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse video ja é antigo, ja tinha visto ele, mas nunca fui conferir a história.&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas que aparecem no video, são conhecidas no local, ou que combinaram pela internet. Ninguem foi pago por isso. &lt;br /&gt;O video Ficou assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlfKdbWwruY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlfKdbWwruY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Site Matt. &lt;a href="http://www.wherethehellismatt.com/"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-4481583897574489534?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/4481583897574489534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=4481583897574489534' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4481583897574489534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4481583897574489534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-hell-is-matt-matt-harding-33.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-6416880665877642449</id><published>2010-06-09T13:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:19:01.693-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEUS TEXTOS E VIDEOS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; RadioHead - Momento Wikipédia&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Radiohead&lt;/b&gt; é uma &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banda_musical" title="Banda musical"&gt;banda&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inglaterra" title="Inglaterra"&gt;inglesa&lt;/a&gt;  de &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rock_alternativo" title="Rock alternativo"&gt;rock alternativo&lt;/a&gt;, formada no ano de &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1988" title="1988"&gt;1988&lt;/a&gt;&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-greenplastic_0-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Radiohead#cite_note-greenplastic-0"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;em  &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oxford" title="Oxford"&gt;Oxford&lt;/a&gt;  por &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thom_Yorke" title="Thom Yorke"&gt;Thom Yorke&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vocais" title="Vocais"&gt;vocais&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guitarra" title="Guitarra"&gt;guitarra&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piano" title="Piano"&gt;piano&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jonny_Greenwood" title="Jonny Greenwood"&gt;Jonny Greenwood&lt;/a&gt; (guitarra), &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ed_O%27Brien" title="Ed O'Brien"&gt;Ed  O'Brien&lt;/a&gt; (guitarra), &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colin_Greenwood" title="Colin Greenwood"&gt;Colin Greenwood&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baixo" title="Baixo"&gt;baixo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sintetizador" title="Sintetizador"&gt;sintetizador&lt;/a&gt;)  e &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phil_Selway" title="Phil Selway"&gt;Phil Selway&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bateria_%28instrumento_musical%29" title="Bateria (instrumento musical)"&gt;bateria&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Percuss%C3%A3o" title="Percussão"&gt;percussão&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Radiohead lançou seu primeiro &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Single" title="Single"&gt;single&lt;/a&gt;, "&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Creep" title="Creep"&gt;Creep&lt;/a&gt;", no  ano de &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1992" title="1992"&gt;1992&lt;/a&gt;  e seu &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%81lbum_debut" title="Álbum debut"&gt;primeiro álbum de estúdio&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pablo_Honey" title="Pablo Honey"&gt;Pablo  Honey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, em &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1993" title="1993"&gt;1993&lt;/a&gt;. Ainda que o single de "Creep" não tenha feito  sucesso quando foi lançado, seu relançamento, no ano seguinte, fez da &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Can%C3%A7%C3%A3o" title="Canção"&gt;canção&lt;/a&gt;  um &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parada_musical" title="Parada musical"&gt;hit&lt;/a&gt; internacional. A popularidade desta banda no &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reino_Unido" title="Reino Unido"&gt;Reino  Unido&lt;/a&gt; aumentou com o lançamento de seu segundo álbum de estúdio, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Bends" title="The Bends"&gt;The  Bends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, em &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1995" title="1995"&gt;1995&lt;/a&gt;. A textura atmosférica das guitarras e o &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Falsete" title="Falsete"&gt;falsete&lt;/a&gt;  de Thom Yorke foram bastante aclamados por &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cr%C3%ADtica" title="Crítica"&gt;críticos&lt;/a&gt;  e fãs. Com o lançamento de &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/OK_Computer" title="OK Computer"&gt;OK  Computer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; em &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1997" title="1997"&gt;1997&lt;/a&gt;, o Radiohead ganhou fama mundial. Contando com um  som bastante expansivo e temas sobre a alienação moderna, &lt;i&gt;OK Computer&lt;/i&gt;  é aclamado até hoje como um marco dos &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anos_1990" title="Anos 1990"&gt;anos 90&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja mais de RadioHead &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Radiohead"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cdrCalO5BDs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cdrCalO5BDs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus. &lt;br /&gt;Gnarls Barkley - Reckoner - Radiohead cover live &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RUmmsMeHAaE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RUmmsMeHAaE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-6416880665877642449?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/6416880665877642449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=6416880665877642449' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6416880665877642449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6416880665877642449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/06/radiohead-momento-wikipedia-radiohead-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-5181727225027736090</id><published>2010-06-09T11:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:24:28.993-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COISAS DO MUNDO'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TA-puyZLfpI/AAAAAAAAAZc/R7Lcv3pz3H8/s320/autor0022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibliotecapenapolis.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bibliotecapenapolis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Biblioteca Pública Penápolis   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog da Biblioteca de Penápolis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibliotecapenapolis.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://bibliotecapenapolis.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-5181727225027736090?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/5181727225027736090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=5181727225027736090' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5181727225027736090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5181727225027736090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/06/biblioteca-publica-penapolis-blog-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TA-puyZLfpI/AAAAAAAAAZc/R7Lcv3pz3H8/s72-c/autor0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-1747021330428625672</id><published>2010-06-08T14:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:22:31.858-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PURÍSSIMA ARTE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Portishead - Roads  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portishead é uma banda  britânica  de trip hop formada no ano de 1991 em Bristol, Inglaterra. Ela foi formada quando, numa fila de desempregados, Geoff Barrow (samples e letras) encontrou Beth Gibbons (vocal).  No início, o Portishead era definido como lo-fi mas depois de algum tempo seu estilo foi modificado para o que é conhecido como trip hop. Portishead  é o nome da cidade natal de Geoff Barrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vg1jyL3cr60&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vg1jyL3cr60&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-1747021330428625672?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/1747021330428625672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=1747021330428625672' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1747021330428625672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1747021330428625672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/06/portishead-roads-portishead-e-uma-banda.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-4326061915864055087</id><published>2010-06-07T13:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:22:31.858-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PURÍSSIMA ARTE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Idiocracia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TA0bj_uYQbI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QGqR253lbzM/s1600/idiocracia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TA0bj_uYQbI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QGqR253lbzM/s400/idiocracia.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-4326061915864055087?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/4326061915864055087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=4326061915864055087' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4326061915864055087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4326061915864055087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/06/idiota.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/TA0bj_uYQbI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QGqR253lbzM/s72-c/idiocracia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-2356590413162966212</id><published>2010-06-01T13:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:22:31.859-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PURÍSSIMA ARTE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Vazio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não ouvistes falar daquele homem louco que, em plena manha clara, acendeu um candeeiro, correu para o mercado e gritava incessantemente: 'Procuro Deus! Procuro Deus?'— E, como lá se reunissem justamente muitos daqueles que não acreditavam em Deus, provocou ele então grande gargalhada. 'Perdeu-se ele, então?', dizia um. 'Ter-se-ia extraviado, como uma criança?', dizia outro.'Ou se mantém oculto? Tem ele medo de nós? Embarcou no navio? Emigrou?' — desse modo gritavam e riam entre si. O homem louco saltou em meio a eles e trespassou-os com o olhar. 'Para onde foi Deus?', clamou ele,'eu vos quero dízê-lo! Nós o matamos, vós e eu! Nós todos somos seus assassinos? Como, porém, fizemos isso? Como pudemos tragar o oceano? Quem nos deu a esponja para remover o horizonte inteiro? Que fizemos nós quando desprendemos esta Terra de seu sol? Para onde se move ela, então? Para onde nos movemos nós? Longe de todos os sóis? Não nos precipitamos sem cessar? E para trás, para o lado, para frente, de todos os lados? Há ainda um alto e um baixo? Não erramos como através de um nada infinito? Não nos bafeja o espaço vazio? Não ficou mais frio? Não vem, sem cessar, sempre a noite e mais noite? Não se tem que acender candeeiros pela manhã? Nada ouvimos ainda do rumor dos coveiros,que sepultam Deus? Nada sentimos ainda do cheiro da decomposição divina? — também os deuses se decompõem! Deus morreu! Deus permanece morto! E nós o matamos! Como é que nos consolamos, nós os assassinos de todos os assassinos? Aquilo de mais santo e poderoso que o universo possuiu até agora sangrou sob nossos punhais — quem enxuga de nós esse sangue? Com que água poderíamos nos purificar? Que cerimônias de expiação, que divinos jogos teríamos de inventar? A grandeza desse feito não é demasiado grande para nós? Não teríamos que nos tomar, nós próprios, deuses, para apenas parecer dignos dele? Jamais houve um feito maior — e sempre quem tenha apenas nascido depois de nós pertence, por causa desse feito, a uma história mais elevada do que foi toda história até agora!' — “Aqui, calou-se o homem louco e mirou de novo seus ouvintes. Também estes silenciavam e olhavam-no com estranhamento. Finalmente, ele arrojou o candeeiro ao solo, de modo que este se estilhaçou e apagou.'Chego cedo demais', disse ele então; 'não estou ainda no tempo oportuno. Esse acontecimento formidável está ainda a caminho e peregrina — ele ainda não penetrou nos ouvidos dos homens. Relâmpago e trovão precisam de tempo, a luz dos astros precisa de tempo, feitos precisam de tempo, mesmo depois de consumados, para serem vistos e ouvidos. Este feito está ainda mais distante deles do que os astros mais remotos —, e todavia eles o consumaram'. Conta-se ainda que, no mesmo dia, o homem louco teria entrado em diversas igrejas e nelas entoado seu requiem aetemam Deo. Conduzido para fora e instado a falar, teria ele replicado sempre apenas isto: 'O que são, então, as igrejas, se não criptas e mausoléus de Deus?”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-2356590413162966212?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/2356590413162966212/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=2356590413162966212' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2356590413162966212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2356590413162966212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/06/vazio-nao-ouvistes-falar-daquele-homem.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-9208508966849550570</id><published>2010-05-30T16:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:22:31.859-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PURÍSSIMA ARTE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Feeling Good, Nina Simone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CJA69C6SlRk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CJA69C6SlRk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por Samuel Ribeiro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-9208508966849550570?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/9208508966849550570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=9208508966849550570' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/9208508966849550570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/9208508966849550570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/05/feeling-good-nina-simone.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-2433447096948505225</id><published>2010-05-21T16:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:22:31.859-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PURÍSSIMA ARTE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Damien Rice &amp;  Lisa Hannigan- Desafinado - João Gilberto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7j2G-pl_xKE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7j2G-pl_xKE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-2433447096948505225?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/2433447096948505225/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=2433447096948505225' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2433447096948505225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2433447096948505225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/05/damien-rice-lisa-hannigan.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-2040569781355576298</id><published>2010-05-20T10:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:22:31.860-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PURÍSSIMA ARTE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CAFÉ FILOSÓFICO - NIETZSCHE -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programa CAFÉ FILOSÓFICO - NIETZSCHE -&lt;br /&gt;Reflexão filosófica sobre os nossos ideais e a moralidade cristã. Moralidade que no princípio pode parecer benéfica, mas que na verdade nos leva a uma degradação e causa um retardo em nossa evolução deixando a vida mais dura e triste.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre buscamos aquilo que não podemos ou dificilmente vamos ser. Livros e manuais que tenta nos ensinar como deveriamos agir.Nunca estamos em perfeita forma, corporal ou comportamental. Mas o que é o ideal? O que seria o perfeito?&lt;br /&gt;Não importa muito o que é perfeito, pois sempre será aquilo que você não consegue ser, e se não entendermos isso, passaremos a vida inteira tentando alcançar o inalcançavel, e no final , vamos acabar nos sentindo incompletos e incopetentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/10g1Dp1eod4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/10g1Dp1eod4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v54-G3C9kZI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v54-G3C9kZI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-2040569781355576298?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/2040569781355576298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=2040569781355576298' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2040569781355576298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2040569781355576298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/05/cafe-filosofico-nietzsche-programa-cafe.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-832538172982389749</id><published>2010-04-30T20:09:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:19:01.693-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MEUS TEXTOS E VIDEOS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S9tiudphOFI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bgy2l3VppdY/s1600/macaco-pensando1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S9tiudphOFI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bgy2l3VppdY/s200/macaco-pensando1.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Do macaco?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como assim não acredita em deus? Você acha que a gente veio de onde então? Do Big-bang? Do Macaco?! kkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;Essas são as perguntas corriqueiras na vida de um ateu. Depois de eu mesmo tentar descobrir, vou tentar explicar isso.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho formação cristã, na minha adolescência, entre 16 e 18 anos, acreditei muito em deus, gostava da idéia de alguém poderoso, que poderia matar ou curar qualquer um a seu gosto, tipo um Freeza do Dragon Ball, e acabei aceitando como verdade que deus existia e que me observava a todo instante. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sou muito racional, e quando tentei achar lógica em em deus, percebi que seria impossível tudo isso existir, e foi assim, do nada mesmo, foi um estalo que me deixou perdido e confuso por um tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Não vou colocar aqui as lógicas e verdades sobre deus, tentando desmoralizar a religião, vou apenas mostrar como ficou minha fé depois disso.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Se deus não existe, o que devo esperar da minha vida, se não existe paraíso e vida eterna? Tive que aceitar a morte com uma certeza maior e isso causou medo, e comecei a contar a vida não como um relógio, que marca o tempo que passou, mas sim como um cronometro de bomba, que marca o tempo que ainda esta por vir. E nisso tudo, eu não achava alguma coisa pra fazer nesse tempo que ainda me resta.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quando se perde a crença em um deus, tua mente se abre para um mundo maior, para entende as outras religiões, seus fundamentos e porque sua existência tão forte na história humana.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Religião é uma forma de entender o mundo, assim como a filosofia de Platão, as historias e lendas que são contadas para as crianças, e tudo que é imaginário e fictício. E tudo isso é pra dar nome e explicações sobre eventos de nossas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Porque contar para uma criança de onde realmente ela veio? A história da sementinha, da flor que cresceu e se tornou em uma pessoa, é muito mais bonita do que uma ejaculação e fecundação, e um parto sangrento e doloroso. Qual o problema em se acreditar na mentira?  Qual é a diferença que a verdade faz nessa hora?  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quando eu me tornei ateu, assim como qualquer outro ser humano, tive que encontrar respostas, objetivos e normas sociais, e sem saber o que eu estava fazendo descobri a filosofia.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tive primeiro um namoro com o budismo, que é entre as religiões a mais bonita e racional, mas a sua passividade excessiva me incomodava, foi então que comecei a descobrir a filosofia, que nada mais é, a religião do saber. Ainda sou novato, coroinha, mas pretendo subir de posto.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E como regra ou norma dessa minha nova religião, tenho o dever de evoluir o pensamento sempre e deixar que se esvairá de mim, toda cultura enraizada no meu comportamento.&lt;br /&gt;Perder todo preconceito, moral, arrogância, e medo, pra um dia se tornar grande de espírito, evoluindo o saber, que é mais que o corpo, é a minha "alma".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-832538172982389749?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/832538172982389749/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=832538172982389749' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/832538172982389749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/832538172982389749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-macaco-como-assim-nao-acredita-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S9tiudphOFI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bgy2l3VppdY/s72-c/macaco-pensando1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-6569321541340734426</id><published>2010-04-28T13:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T13:21:24.206-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sequestro - Filme Nacional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filme Sequestro, Trailer do filme - documentario, que parece que vai ser muito bom. Vamos esperar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HmB1ZcrTGjg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HmB1ZcrTGjg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-6569321541340734426?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/6569321541340734426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=6569321541340734426' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6569321541340734426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6569321541340734426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/04/sequestro-filme-nacional-filme.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-6044172574335169914</id><published>2010-04-27T10:22:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T20:23:12.622-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Françoise - Curta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é muito bom esse curta, mas vale uma postagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S9bmFNuMbOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/1Ki4JCwZVRo/s1600/debora-falabella04.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464808175117823202" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S9bmFNuMbOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/1Ki4JCwZVRo/s320/debora-falabella04.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 213px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gênero  Ficção&lt;br /&gt;Diretor Rafael Conde&lt;br /&gt;Elenco Débora Falabella, Fernando Ernest, Rogério Falabella&lt;br /&gt;Ano 2001&lt;br /&gt;Duração 21 min&lt;br /&gt;Cor Colorido&lt;br /&gt;Bitola 35mm&lt;br /&gt;País Brasil&lt;br /&gt;Local de Produção: MG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clique &lt;a href="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/pop_160.asp?cod=560&amp;amp;Exib=5937"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;AQUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/pop_160.asp?cod=560&amp;amp;Exib=5937"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;para assistir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-6044172574335169914?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/6044172574335169914/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=6044172574335169914' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6044172574335169914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6044172574335169914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/04/francoise-curta-genero-ficcao-diretor.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S9bmFNuMbOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/1Ki4JCwZVRo/s72-c/debora-falabella04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-5868119318986582371</id><published>2010-04-23T16:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:10:51.590-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;h1&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Romance- Filme Nacional&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o Filme parece bem cabeça, alguns cortes ficaram estranhos, acho que como os atores são muito bons, deveria deixar a cena correr, mas mesmo assim, o roteiro é forte, com nietzsche na jogada.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos esperar&lt;br /&gt;Dica de &lt;a href="http://www.samiebill.blogspot.com/"&gt;Samuel Ribeiro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fmd2lCsqx-0&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fmd2lCsqx-0&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direção: Guel Arraes&lt;br /&gt;Roteiro: Guel Arraes e Jorge Furtado&lt;br /&gt;Produção: Paula Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;Diretora de Produção: Katiuscha Mello&lt;br /&gt;Produção Executiva: Olívia Guimarães Castro&lt;br /&gt;Diretor de Fotografia: Adriano Goldman&lt;br /&gt;Montagem: Gustavo Giani&lt;br /&gt;Direção de Arte: Marlise Storchi&lt;br /&gt;Direção Musical: Caetano Veloso&lt;br /&gt;Música Original: Bandeira 8 - Fábio Mondego, Fael Mondego e Marco Tommaso&lt;br /&gt;Som Direto: Jorge Saldanha&lt;br /&gt;Mixagem: Antoine Midani&lt;br /&gt;Figurino: Cao Albuquerque&lt;br /&gt;Maquiagem: Anna Van Steen&lt;br /&gt;Distribuidora: Buena Vista International&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elenco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedro - Wagner Moura&lt;br /&gt;Ana - Letícia Sabatella&lt;br /&gt;Fernanda - Andréa Beltrão&lt;br /&gt;Rodolfo - Marco Nanini&lt;br /&gt;Danilo - José Wilker&lt;br /&gt;Orlando - Vladimir Brichta&lt;br /&gt;Edmilson - Edmilson Barros&lt;br /&gt;Diretor - Tonico Pereira&lt;br /&gt;Dinho - Bruno Garcia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-5868119318986582371?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/5868119318986582371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=5868119318986582371' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5868119318986582371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5868119318986582371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/04/romance-filme-nacional-o-filme-parece.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-5933758569682178249</id><published>2010-04-23T14:09:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:22:17.720-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;h1&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/pop_boasvindas.asp?cod=4801&amp;amp;exib=5937"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/pop_boasvindas.asp?cod=4801&amp;amp;exib=5937"&gt;Curta "Alguma Coisa Assim"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/pop_boasvindas.asp?cod=4801&amp;amp;exib=5937"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S9HVKKuC9eI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GlrnROOImrQ/s320/algumacoisaassim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463382193630016994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;              &lt;p class="texto1215"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texto1215"&gt;Caio e Mari, dois adolescentes, saem à noite pelas ruas de São  Paulo em busca de diversão. Entre sons e silêncios, descobrem mais  sobre si mesmos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texto1215"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clique &lt;a href="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/pop_boasvindas.asp?cod=4801&amp;amp;exib=5937"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AQUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; para assistir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="texto1215"&gt;                                 &lt;span class="titulo_materia"&gt;               &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;                 &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="titulo14"&gt;Alguma Coisa  Assim                               &lt;img src="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/imagens/estrela_verm.gif" width="15" height="12" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/imagens/estrela_verm.gif" width="15" height="12" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/imagens/estrela_verm.gif" width="15" height="12" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/imagens/estrela_verm.gif" width="15" height="12" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/imagens/premio.gif" width="10" height="12" /&gt;                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                                  &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/imagens/shim.gif" width="15" height="4" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="listas"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gênero&lt;/b&gt;                             Ficção                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                                  &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="listas"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diretor&lt;/b&gt;                             &lt;a href="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/buscaficha.asp?Diret=11444"&gt;Esmir  Filho&lt;/a&gt;                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                                  &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/imagens/shim.gif" width="15" height="4" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="listas"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elenco&lt;/b&gt;                             &lt;a href="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/buscaficha.asp?Elenc=24519"&gt;André  Antunes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/buscaficha.asp?Elenc=24518"&gt;Caroline  Abras&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/buscaficha.asp?Elenc=14493"&gt;Daniel  Tavares&lt;/a&gt;                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                                  &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/imagens/shim.gif" width="15" height="4" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="listas"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ano&lt;/b&gt; 2006&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                                  &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/imagens/shim.gif" width="15" height="4" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="listas"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Duração&lt;/b&gt; 15 min&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                                  &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/imagens/shim.gif" width="15" height="4" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="listas"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cor&lt;/b&gt; Colorido&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                                  &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/imagens/shim.gif" width="15" height="4" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="listas"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bitola&lt;/b&gt; 35mm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                                  &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/imagens/shim.gif" width="15" height="4" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;                 &lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="listas"&gt;&lt;b&gt;País&lt;/b&gt;                             Brasil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="linksbold"&gt;Prêmios&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.portacurtas.com.br/imagens/shim.gif" width="15" height="6" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;         Melhor roteiro para curta-metragem na Semana Internacional da  Crítica no Festival de Cannes 2006&lt;br /&gt;Prêmio Especial do Júri  no  Festival de Cinema Iberoamericano de Huelva 2006&lt;br /&gt;Melhor Atriz  no  Festival de Gramado 2006&lt;br /&gt;Melhor direção  no Festival de Gramado 2006&lt;br /&gt;Melhor  Filme  no Festival de Gramado 2006&lt;br /&gt;Melhor Filme - Júri Popular  no  Festival Internacional de Cinema de Kiev  2006&lt;br /&gt;Melhor direção  no  Curta Santos 2006&lt;br /&gt;Melhor Curta  no Festival de Biarritz Cinemas et  Cultures d'Amerique  2006&lt;br /&gt;Melhor Curta brasileiro  no Prêmio  Itamaraty 2006         &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-5933758569682178249?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/5933758569682178249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=5933758569682178249' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5933758569682178249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5933758569682178249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/04/curta-alguma-coisa-assim-caio-e-mari.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S9HVKKuC9eI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GlrnROOImrQ/s72-c/algumacoisaassim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-379200218915215753</id><published>2010-04-15T13:08:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T13:38:18.195-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;h1&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:25%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dialética - Video Experimental&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Queria agradecer a todo mundo que ajudou a fazer o video.&lt;br /&gt;Dialética foi feito para concorrer ao Claro Curtas 2009/2010, mas o video não foi classificado.&lt;br /&gt;Ano que vem tem mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mq_nvm4l940&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mq_nvm4l940&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-379200218915215753?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/379200218915215753/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=379200218915215753' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/379200218915215753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/379200218915215753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/04/dialetica-video-experimental-queria.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-8754172404502664094</id><published>2010-04-13T10:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T13:32:58.099-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;h1&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Missa Usina Diana- 2010&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video que eu fiz com as imagens da Missa ecumenica que celeboru o inicio da safra de 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpe a tremedeira, é que tava sem tripé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="800" height="450"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10876251&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff9933&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10876251&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff9933&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="800" height="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Missa inaugural da safra 2010 da Usina Diana de Avanhanda-SP&lt;br /&gt;Musica- Faz um milagre em mim - Regis Danese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Editada por Leandro Stigliano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-8754172404502664094?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/8754172404502664094/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=8754172404502664094' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/8754172404502664094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/8754172404502664094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/04/missa-usina-diana-2010-video-que-eu-fiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-599021315278738533</id><published>2010-04-07T10:46:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T13:33:46.745-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;h1&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2+2=5 Radiohead&lt;/h1&gt;Não sei porquê mas me identifiquei com a vaquinha, acordando cedo para trabalhar. O trem é o busão da usina, e os porcos? bem, os porcos não parecem com ninguem, pois tenho que pagar minhas contas, contas de vaca, que compra coisas de vaca, para se tornar cada vez mais vaca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lstDdzedgcE&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lstDdzedgcE&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-599021315278738533?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/599021315278738533/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=599021315278738533' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/599021315278738533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/599021315278738533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/04/225-radiohead.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-5495085854332749729</id><published>2010-03-29T13:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T13:21:02.612-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;CURTA o CURTA- Sinais&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uy0HNWto0UY&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uy0HNWto0UY&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-5495085854332749729?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/5495085854332749729/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=5495085854332749729' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5495085854332749729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5495085854332749729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/03/curta-o-curta-sinais.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-7783191190364768278</id><published>2010-03-26T19:58:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T20:45:42.334-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;h1&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Reunião celeste, sobre o envio de Jesus&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wuH7vDrAHBE&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wuH7vDrAHBE&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Referencia dos fatos bíblicos nas legendas azuis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Achado no &lt;a href="http://www.sedentario.org/"&gt;Sedentário.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-7783191190364768278?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/7783191190364768278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=7783191190364768278' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7783191190364768278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7783191190364768278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/03/reuniao-celeste-sobre-o-envio-de-jesus.html' title=''/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-8223950698409871158</id><published>2010-03-23T21:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:16:21.017-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;h1&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O Cheiro Do Ralo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/stbFpnslHxk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/stbFpnslHxk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-8223950698409871158?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/8223950698409871158/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=8223950698409871158' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&gt;&lt;h1&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damien Rice - Volcano Abbey Road HD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j5VNV_5QrnQ&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j5VNV_5QrnQ&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-9022778864052593004?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-5019023542224248347</id><published>2010-03-17T20:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:23:03.165-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nantes (from the Flying Club Cup) - BEIRUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Nantes (from the Flying Club Cup) - BEIRUT&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hq2s0AhdFE4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hq2s0AhdFE4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" 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A certeza da morte não desmente a moral?  Não a desfaz por completo? Isso não é cinismo, já que não ser bom  abrange numerosos estados de espírito sem chegar necessariamente a  maldade. Ser bom para a religião é esquecer-se de algo e crer que a  festa vai durar. É falsear o problema pois a razão de ser das religiões é  alterar a morte."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-7178814002929336988?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/7178814002929336988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=7178814002929336988' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7178814002929336988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7178814002929336988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/03/passagem.html' title='Passagem'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-6652139668622646170</id><published>2010-02-23T20:08:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:14:00.269-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Passagem Bíblica resumida.</title><content type='html'>Não sei vocêis infieis, mas eu já li a bíblia, pelo menos Jó.&lt;br /&gt;Se você não leu, veja esta versão resumida que encontrei no blog &lt;a href="http://www.umsabadoqualquer.com/"&gt;UM SABADO  QUALQUER.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-1068573921111251248</id><published>2010-02-20T17:17:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T17:22:23.135-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Churrasco Usina Diana.</title><content type='html'>Demorou, mas eu fiz.. \o/&lt;br /&gt;Tinha prometido um video, do churrasco que teve no ano passado, da turma da Usina Diana.&lt;br /&gt;Ta ai, não deu pra fazer muita coisa porque tinha poucos videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3lzLAm18biE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3lzLAm18biE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/02/churrasco-usina-diana.html' title='Churrasco Usina Diana.'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-2725660762347712541</id><published>2010-02-11T21:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T21:06:27.579-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Curta o Curta</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9178331&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9178331&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/9178331"&gt;Pivot&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/pivotthemovie"&gt;Pivot&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-2725660762347712541?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-7744205570746821921</id><published>2010-02-03T17:15:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T17:37:50.815-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Realidade</title><content type='html'>É malandragem, hoje as coisas estão assim.&lt;br /&gt;Muita gente cuidando de Urso panda, urso polar, Arara Azul. Coincidencia ou não, todos animais bonitos, que são agradaveis aos nossos olhos. Não vejo nenhuma campanha pra salvar ornitorrinco, urso preto, macaco pelado da bunda verde, sei lá, qualquer bixo feio.&lt;br /&gt;E tem que lembrar tambem, que querendo ou não a natureza ainda é seletiva, se a porcaria do panda não quer tranzar e só fica comendo mato, deixa ele sumir da terra, é a lei de Darwin mostrando que ainda funciona. Coloca um homem na jaula de um urso polar, e ve se ele vai ter dó, vai estraçalhar o coitado. Temos como vantegem a inteligencia, e vamos usar ela pra proteger nossa espécie, temos que proteger animais que de alguma forma vão fazer falta e prejudicar o homem. Se todos tivessem uma caranguejeira em casa, não teriamos problema de dengue.&lt;br /&gt;Deixa os japoneses comerem baleia, pra que que serve uma baleia? vai saber quanta baleia não tempor ai.&lt;br /&gt;Pega todo esse dinheiro que as ONGs arrecadam, e vão ajuda o povo na áfrica, puta q pariu, bando de burgues filho da puta, daqui a pouco vão pegar criança pobre pra faze ração pra tartaruga-laranja da polônia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OykLR105KGI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OykLR105KGI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-7744205570746821921?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/7744205570746821921/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=7744205570746821921' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7744205570746821921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7744205570746821921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/02/realidade.html' title='Realidade'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-8416227485531198261</id><published>2010-02-03T17:09:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T17:39:47.323-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Esse não é o clip orignal da musica, teve uma época que tinha uma promoção, que clipes caseiros concorreriam e o melhor seria escolhido pela banda, alguma coisa assim, não lembro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Não sei se este aqui ganhou ou não, mas ficou muito bom, bem diferente e viajado. 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-7315785905054259893</id><published>2010-01-06T14:01:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T14:50:12.870-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatos em Fotos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S09LM7dIfAI/AAAAAAAAAW4/MnnwXNqKYmg/s1600-h/mitodacavernaave1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S09LM7dIfAI/AAAAAAAAAW4/MnnwXNqKYmg/s400/mitodacavernaave1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426638761495133186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S09KuFda4fI/AAAAAAAAAWw/crniY-yrfMs/s1600-h/mitodacavernaave3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S09KuFda4fI/AAAAAAAAAWw/crniY-yrfMs/s400/mitodacavernaave3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426638231604748786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S0S2h-uQfDI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ZfGAU8y0P1M/s1600-h/tumblrkunlq9sf9l1qzmowa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/S0S2h-uQfDI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ZfGAU8y0P1M/s400/tumblrkunlq9sf9l1qzmowa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423660546149874738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="560" height="394" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xbr725_assim_creation"&gt;Assim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enviado por &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/LeandroStigliano"&gt;LeandroStigliano&lt;/a&gt;. - &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/br/channel/creation"&gt;Videos Independentes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-2729180025096171429?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/2729180025096171429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=2729180025096171429' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2729180025096171429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2729180025096171429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2010/01/assim.html' title='Assim'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-1063540685513430510</id><published>2009-12-19T16:57:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T16:59:46.278-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Curta o Curta</title><content type='html'>Muito bom. Aperte o Play 2 vezes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.megavideo.com/v/RFSBCPXJf7f310c15b9e6a6975231bb05d08ffe0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.megavideo.com/v/RFSBCPXJf7f310c15b9e6a6975231bb05d08ffe0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-1063540685513430510?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/1063540685513430510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=1063540685513430510' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1063540685513430510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1063540685513430510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/12/curta-o-curta.html' title='Curta o Curta'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-2437671238265116319</id><published>2009-12-06T02:28:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T02:36:25.224-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolução dos efeitos especiais em 100 anos!</title><content type='html'>Olhando os efeitos mais antigos , parecem caseiros e amadores, mas mesmo filmes mais recentes, como o Exterminador do Futuro, na época eu achava perfeito, agora ja me parece um pouco tosco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/LP_hAszQPgk&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/LP_hAszQPgk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-2437671238265116319?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/2437671238265116319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=2437671238265116319' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2437671238265116319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2437671238265116319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/12/evolucao-dos-efeitos-especiais-em-100.html' title='Evolução dos efeitos especiais em 100 anos!'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-1926250080251116164</id><published>2009-12-05T23:23:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T23:29:29.534-02:00</updated><title type='text'>“Babies”: o filme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FIlme&lt;/span&gt; Babies, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mostra&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;primeiro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vida&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bebês&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;redor&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mundo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;confrontando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;culturas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;diferentes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;paises&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Legal &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ver&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grande&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;empresa&lt;/span&gt; do cinema, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lançando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;filmes&lt;/span&gt; "cult" , mas com &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;orçamentos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;filmes&lt;/span&gt; pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7aCZUb_dUGA&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7aCZUb_dUGA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-1926250080251116164?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/1926250080251116164/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=1926250080251116164' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1926250080251116164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1926250080251116164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/12/babies-o-filme.html' title='“Babies”: o filme'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-4438277246119346783</id><published>2009-11-25T07:28:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T07:28:59.525-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sting</title><content type='html'>Acho que ja coloquei esta musica, mas ja faz um tempo. Então, lá vai ela de novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/037uSAIahho&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/037uSAIahho&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-4438277246119346783?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/4438277246119346783/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=4438277246119346783' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4438277246119346783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4438277246119346783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/11/sting.html' title='Sting'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-9095765639619065618</id><published>2009-10-24T12:03:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:03:47.183-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Curta o Curta</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEMz-0ViNFg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEMz-0ViNFg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-9095765639619065618?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/9095765639619065618/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=9095765639619065618' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/9095765639619065618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/9095765639619065618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/10/curta-o-curta.html' title='Curta o Curta'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-5340270355349954902</id><published>2009-10-03T12:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T12:29:21.228-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Filosofando um pouco sobre nada.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/Ssdtja_cfjI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Js-_fr7v4DM/s1600-h/filosofando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388395934480367154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/Ssdtja_cfjI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Js-_fr7v4DM/s320/filosofando.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;        A internet realmente mudou e vai mudar o mundo.È uma frase que caiu no senso comum já, mais realmente a internet mudou e vai mudar muita coisa.Lembro quando comecei na informática, quando se instalava Windows com sete ou oito disquetes, que para pegar um jogo de um amigo, precisava compra uma caixa de desquites e orar pra todos os santos da informática pro disque quatro não dar problema.Hoje essas limitações e dificuldades acabaram, e com a internet as informações realmente são grandes.Antes quando tinha uma duvida de como se escrevia uma palavra, tinha que sair procurando o dicionário de casa, e sempre a folha que eu queria tava rasgada.Hoje em dia respeitos muito mais todos os cientistas e escritores antigos, é difícil de imaginar como se descobre alguma coisa sem o Google. Se você achar um pouco de urânio pela rua, com o Google você faz uma bomba nuclear, e vende ela pelo mercado-livre.O outro fator que vem ajudando até na violência e que tende a ajudar mais se entendermos que em uma favela ou um bairro pobre, em uma cidade que discrimina todos, com a ajuda da TV e dos filmes, a única forma que uma pessoa pode ganhar algum tipo de respeito e reconhecimento, que é desejado por todos da nossa espécie, ou de acha um objetivo de vida, uma razão pra existir, é através da violênciaEm uma escola de classe média ou alta, onde as estudantes tenham uma renda melhor, as formas de se fixar e de achar uma identidade e ganhar seu respeito, são através de tênis, corte de cabelo, aparelhos eletrônicos, mais em um lugar onde não se encontra renda suficiente para que as pessoas aumentem suas auto-estimas, a violência entra como fator de diferenciação. Quem mata mais pega o pedaço maior, é o primeiro a ser escolhido no futebol mesmo sendo perna de pau, e assim vai.Na internet isso já não acontece, você tem que ganhar respeito mostrando algo melhor, algo criativo. Quem tem a mensagem de Orkut legal eu Add, os que têm frases manjadas, que são da época do ICQ, eu excluo porque é idiota, e não sabe nem virar uma foto pra colocar no orkut.E, tirando os fóruns de informática, não interessa o que você tem, se seu computador é um Sony ou um Positivo branco que tem um "Jóinha" na frente.Essa realmente é a verdadeira igualdade, a verdadeira liberdade de expressão, que cada vez mais esta sendo controlada pelo governo e pela justiça. Ate as musicas dos videos do youtube já estão sendo bloqueadas, vica o video sem o som.Eles não veem que uma pessoas colocando o video dela na internet é uma propaganda para a musica deles, que na verdade eles que tinham que pagar para colocar a musica no video, porque artista ganha dinheiro com o Show, quem ganha dinheiro com direitos autorais são as gravadoras.&lt;br /&gt;Mais é isso. Ronallldo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-5340270355349954902?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/5340270355349954902/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=5340270355349954902' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5340270355349954902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5340270355349954902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/10/filosofando-um-pouco-sobre-nada.html' title='Filosofando um pouco sobre nada.'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/Ssdtja_cfjI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Js-_fr7v4DM/s72-c/filosofando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-8106138120061704940</id><published>2009-09-09T07:12:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T16:38:05.190-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Convertendo Arquivo Mod para MPEG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SqeFL4oR8QI/AAAAAAAAATw/htEU274gUVs/s1600-h/jvceverio120.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379414719143735554" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SqeFL4oR8QI/AAAAAAAAATw/htEU274gUVs/s320/jvceverio120.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a chegada da JVC EVERIO MS 120, veio junto um problema que me custou um FDS pra resolver. A JVC grava em arquivo MOD, que é um arquivo MPEG com uma faixa de audio diferente e que não é suportada pelo Adobe Premiere. Começei a minha jornada para achar um programa que convertesse MOD par MPEG ou AVI. Abaixei tudo que é programa que encontrei pela frente, e na busca de Crack para os programas, meu computador ficou com mais viros que corrimão de hospital, usei o Sony Vegas que importa o arquivo mas perde muito a qualidade, codecs para o premiere, até que encontrei o programa SDCOPY, que decodifica o arquivo apenas renomeando, e que praticamente não tem perda de qualidade, só que o som não saia no Premiere, e voltei as buscas por programas,em um forum, me indicaram o  Mpegstreamclip, foi a solução para usar no premiere, pra quem for usar, converta o Arquivo .MOD para formato DV. O  Mpegstreamclip  é facil deachar. o problema é que tem que instalar o Quicktime Alternative 1.81, sem isso, não funciona o arquivo .MOD,decidi colocar aqui. então, conclusões de 3 dias de sofrimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programa para converter arquivo MOD par MPEG pra quem for assistir ou gravar um DVD: SDCOPY , baixe &lt;a href="http://zyvid.com/smf/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=280.0;id=153"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt; (que tem menos de 1 MB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O  Mpegstreamclip é para usar no Premiere, baixe o  Mpegstreamclipe o Quicktime alternative 1.81, Download Mpegstreamclipe &lt;a href="http://www.alfanet.it/squared5/MPEG_Streamclip_1.2.zip"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;  e  Download QuickTime &lt;a href="http://www.filehippo.com/download_quicktime_alternative/download/56bcb86c20d81dc326b49c81fb189525/"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Descobri, pelo site www.videobr.com.br, pelo forum, que se você renomear a extenção do arquivo MOD, e mudar para .M2V funciona que é uma beleza, pro premiere.&lt;br /&gt;Abraço e T+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATUALIZAÇÂO= não consegui instalar o QuickTime no Windows7, mas nen  tentei muito. Agora Uso o SDCopy e renomeio pra M2V e seleciono a opção  de 16:9 , no meu caso, e só,.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;As vezes da uma piscada Verde na  tela. ainda não sei porque..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-8106138120061704940?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/8106138120061704940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=8106138120061704940' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/8106138120061704940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/8106138120061704940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/09/convertendo-arquivo-mod-para-mpeg.html' title='Convertendo Arquivo Mod para MPEG'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SqeFL4oR8QI/AAAAAAAAATw/htEU274gUVs/s72-c/jvceverio120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-4645273228346762453</id><published>2009-09-03T13:04:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T13:06:44.687-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudanças em Breve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/Sp_pjFTfo1I/AAAAAAAAATo/8p0VrDLz_gg/s1600-h/Manutencao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/Sp_pjFTfo1I/AAAAAAAAATo/8p0VrDLz_gg/s320/Manutencao.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377273269032297298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja faz um tempo que parei de postar no blog, mas em breve voltarei, e vou tentar mudar o foco do blog, ou focar em alguma coisa mais especifica. aguardem.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-4645273228346762453?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/4645273228346762453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=4645273228346762453' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4645273228346762453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4645273228346762453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/09/mudancas-em-breve.html' title='Mudanças em Breve'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/Sp_pjFTfo1I/AAAAAAAAATo/8p0VrDLz_gg/s72-c/Manutencao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-918661130406347794</id><published>2009-05-26T02:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T02:22:07.812-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que faz perguntas das quais ja sabe a resposta?</title><content type='html'>Esse video peguei no Orkut do Renan ¥ Ichiii ¥,  muito bom. Já tinha postado videos desses caras. vai mais um ai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Afirmo que ambos somos ateus. Apenas acredito num deus a menos que você. Quando você entender porque é que rejeita todos os outros deuses possíveis, entenderá porque é que eu rejeito o seu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflita, só um pouco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6XXBBIWnyaM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6XXBBIWnyaM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-918661130406347794?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/918661130406347794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=918661130406347794' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/918661130406347794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/918661130406347794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/05/por-que-faz-perguntas-das-quais-ja-sabe.html' title='Por que faz perguntas das quais ja sabe a resposta?'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-6472406847144090199</id><published>2009-05-24T15:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T15:15:28.447-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Beirut - "Nantes"</title><content type='html'>Beirut - "Nantes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jc3ZAs17uAg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jc3ZAs17uAg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-6472406847144090199?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/6472406847144090199/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=6472406847144090199' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6472406847144090199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6472406847144090199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/05/beirut-nantes.html' title='Beirut - &quot;Nantes&quot;'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-4420650479772709240</id><published>2009-05-22T03:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T03:33:37.494-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Why So Serious? The Dark Knight Typography</title><content type='html'>Why So Serious? The Dark Knight Typography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5hbf5_kuJmI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5hbf5_kuJmI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sabe Ingles? faça que nem eu. Improvise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-4420650479772709240?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/4420650479772709240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=4420650479772709240' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4420650479772709240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4420650479772709240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-so-serious-dark-knight-typography.html' title='Why So Serious? The Dark Knight Typography'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-6805509417194426633</id><published>2009-05-21T15:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:29:24.916-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma vida em um piscar de olhos.</title><content type='html'>Curta que mostra a vida de um Homem, com apenas piscadas de olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Muito Bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4155700&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4155700&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/4155700"&gt;Last Day Dream [HD]&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/chrismilk"&gt;Chris Milk&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-6805509417194426633?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/6805509417194426633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=6805509417194426633' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6805509417194426633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6805509417194426633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/05/uma-vida-em-um-piscar-de-olhos.html' title='Uma vida em um piscar de olhos.'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-5678401490652076344</id><published>2009-05-14T17:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:27:44.694-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Projeto Luz</title><content type='html'>Mais uma madrugada ociosa, sem sono e com o Premiere instalado no micro de um amigo que tava aqui pra arrumar. Decidi ver como que era editar um video nele. pq no meu computador não roda por causa do procesador, do HD, da Memória, do mouse, por causa de tudo msm.&lt;br /&gt;Bem mais facil editar videos nele.todos os videos foram gravados com uma maquina fotografica(bem xexelenta) e os efeitos de luz foram feitos com pedras e lanternas.. ficou esse treco ai de baixo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUKPtcB2dws&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUKPtcB2dws&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-5678401490652076344?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/5678401490652076344/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=5678401490652076344' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5678401490652076344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5678401490652076344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/05/projeto-luz.html' title='Projeto Luz'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-2321739453122299899</id><published>2009-05-04T11:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T11:16:20.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Beirut - Elephant Gun</title><content type='html'>Estava vendo Capitu, que o verme baixou, e tinha uma cena que tocava essa musica, grudou na mente, muito legal. Vou colocar a video da Capitu e o clip da Musica legendado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8NOE8xiC_Bo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8NOE8xiC_Bo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beirut - Elephant Gun (Legendado)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6rxNjCvCIiE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6rxNjCvCIiE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-2321739453122299899?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/2321739453122299899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=2321739453122299899' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2321739453122299899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2321739453122299899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/05/beirut-elephant-gun.html' title='Beirut - Elephant Gun'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-3315200556429477376</id><published>2009-05-01T03:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T04:03:58.091-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cenas Classicas</title><content type='html'>Aqui tem duas cenas classicas do cinema, Uma do filme Onde os Fracos não tem vez, que o psicopata Anton Chigurh encana com o velhinho do posto e decide a vida dele nun cara ou coroa.&lt;br /&gt;E a outra é do filme Pulp Fiction, onde o Samuel L. Jackson vai cobrar uma divida do seu patrão e faz um joguinho com o devedor. Nos dois casos eu pediria pinico só pela cara de louco dos dois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde os fracos não tem vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uc6ju7R87HE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uc6ju7R87HE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulp Fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RrEap_FMfhg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RrEap_FMfhg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-3315200556429477376?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/3315200556429477376/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=3315200556429477376' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3315200556429477376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3315200556429477376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/05/cenas-classicas.html' title='Cenas Classicas'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-5834084070449417869</id><published>2009-04-26T23:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:00:11.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu Gostar</title><content type='html'>Não gosto do domingo,&lt;br /&gt;Dia triste que não passa.&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto de dormir.&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto de mentiras,&lt;br /&gt;Não aguento verdades,&lt;br /&gt;Palavras machucam.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de musica,&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto de ler,&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto de ver&lt;br /&gt;Adulto chorar,&lt;br /&gt;Dores que não passam&lt;br /&gt;Vazio que me enche.&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto de chorar,&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de mensagens de madrugada,&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto de esperar, e não chegar.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto do gosto&lt;br /&gt;Da boca limpa&lt;br /&gt;Depois de escovar.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto do frio na barriga&lt;br /&gt;Na hora de beijar,&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto quando termina&lt;br /&gt;Não sei terminar.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de Você,&lt;br /&gt;e gosto de gostar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leandro Stigliano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-5834084070449417869?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/5834084070449417869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=5834084070449417869' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5834084070449417869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/5834084070449417869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-meu-gostar.html' title='O meu Gostar'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-4574816836232927053</id><published>2009-04-24T17:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:17:02.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Exterminador do Futuro</title><content type='html'>Esse video é velho pakas, um dos primeiros que vi no Youtube. É a historia do exterminador do Futuro que volta pra proteger Jesus Cristo. Bem feito. Vale a pena ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pF8iLo2OTzM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pF8iLo2OTzM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-4574816836232927053?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/4574816836232927053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=4574816836232927053' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4574816836232927053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/4574816836232927053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/04/exterminador-do-futuro.html' title='Exterminador do Futuro'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-1293725232799032048</id><published>2009-04-17T14:32:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:36:41.781-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Teste Stop Motion</title><content type='html'>Eu to querendo fazer um video em stop motion, alguma historinha. não sei ainda. mas não sabia como que se faz, fiz um teste ontem, pra saber quantas fotos tem q tirar, e tal. Fiz um com 127 fotos. deu pra fazer um video de 30 segundos. Deu pra ver que vai dar muito trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flakes, Stitch, Urso Gay, Rato Fumante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kgu5owa1084&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kgu5owa1084&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-1293725232799032048?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/1293725232799032048/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=1293725232799032048' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1293725232799032048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1293725232799032048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/04/teste-stop-motion.html' title='Teste Stop Motion'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-3034519625488728193</id><published>2009-04-16T04:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T05:04:57.019-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Internet Symphony" by Youtube</title><content type='html'>O Youtube estava fazendo uma seleção para escolher musicos de todo o mundo para fazer parte da YouTube Symphony Orchestra, os musicos deveriam fazer um video tocando uma Sinfonia feita por um maestro Chineis. Os melhores já foram escolhidos e foram tocar em NY com tudo pago pela Google para participar de apresentações no Carnegie Hall, nos dias 12 a 15 de abril e entre os 90 musicos de 30 paises estão 2 brsileiras, Larissa Mattos e Irina Kodin.&lt;br /&gt;Legal ter brasileiros nesse projeto, mas onde que não tem brasileiro? né.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oC4FAyg64OI&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oC4FAyg64OI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tem nenhum Argentino, Ráh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-3034519625488728193?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/3034519625488728193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=3034519625488728193' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3034519625488728193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3034519625488728193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/04/internet-symphony-by-youtube.html' title='&quot;The Internet Symphony&quot; by Youtube'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-3428255101103385264</id><published>2009-04-16T04:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:30:40.322-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem quer ser um Milionário</title><content type='html'>Assisti agora o filme Quem quer ser um Milionário, o tal que ganhou varios Oscar's e apareceu até na propaganda da Tim. O filme é legal, compensa abaixar ele, mas ja não sei se vira gastar um DVD com ele. O filme conta a histótia de um favelado que participa de um "Show do Milhão" da India. O garoto manda bem nas respostas e chega longe nas perguntas, ai os caras(Silvio Santos da India) desconfiam que ele esta trapasseando e tortura ele pra dizer como ele sabe as respostas. Ai conforme ele explica de onde ele tirou a resposta, vai contando a vida dele e do irmão e de uma guria que ele gostava.&lt;br /&gt;O filme é bom, mas não acho que merecia tantos premios assim, sei lá, achei Cidade de Deus, por exeplo, muito melhor, mas era em portugues, e isso atrapalha na exibição lá fora, mas acho que um indiano favelado fluente em ingles, um programa da TV indiana que passa na India todo em Ingles, forço a amizade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da uma olhada no Trailer ai, e assista o filme se puder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AeWdLmNnfKE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AeWdLmNnfKE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-3428255101103385264?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/3428255101103385264/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=3428255101103385264' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3428255101103385264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/3428255101103385264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/04/quem-quer-ser-um-milionario.html' title='Quem quer ser um Milionário'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-294713357382470229</id><published>2009-04-16T01:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T01:23:22.105-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dica de Filme</title><content type='html'>O blog tava meio abandonado, tudo bem que ninguem le ele mesmo, mas não podia ficar assim.&lt;br /&gt;Agora vou dar um estilo ao blog, vou postar informaçôes de tudo que eu gosto, como videos, filmes, musicas e coisas do tipo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra começar, vou deixa uma dica de filme pra quem não tem o que fazer, como o&lt;br /&gt;Joaun Shirakashi, que ta lá no japão, e passa a madrugada me pedindo filmes para ele baixar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse eu vi essa semana, do Clint Eastwood ( Menina de Ouro), Chama Gran Torino, aquele carro antigão,invocado, tipo opala.&lt;br /&gt;O filme conta a historia de um homem, que acaba de ficar viuvo, e que não vai com a cara dos visinho, na maioria Vietnamitas, com a cara dos filhos, da familia, do carteiro,padre,ninguem, só curtia o cachorro dele. Num dia ele ajuda um dos visinho(sem querer, é claro) e acaba virando o Heroi da rua, que nen quando era criança e tinha um cara bem mais velho que brincava com a gente, e defendia a turma dos meninos de outra vila. + - isso.&lt;br /&gt;Muito bom o filme, simples e emocionante.&lt;br /&gt;da uma olhada no Trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y_0088KD1_U&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y_0088KD1_U&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-294713357382470229?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/294713357382470229/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=294713357382470229' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/294713357382470229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/294713357382470229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/04/dica-de-filme.html' title='Dica de Filme'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-7270225507178913472</id><published>2009-04-06T03:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T03:02:01.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>"Nossas vidas são cheias de recordações fragmentadas. Não podemos lhes dar um nome, uma data, nem classificá-las, mas elas permanecem conosco, nos acompanham e não podemos nos livrar delas."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-7270225507178913472?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/7270225507178913472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=7270225507178913472' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7270225507178913472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7270225507178913472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-355161194474273680</id><published>2009-04-06T02:32:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T02:53:22.331-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Seremos Eternos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SdmVJpPRRTI/AAAAAAAAAQY/RWoCHXqpgDA/s1600-h/3D-Matrix-Corridors-Screensaver%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321448427636213042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SdmVJpPRRTI/AAAAAAAAAQY/RWoCHXqpgDA/s320/3D-Matrix-Corridors-Screensaver%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma das coisas ruins de não ser religioso é a ausência do conforto que as religiões dão sobre a morte. Não tenho medo da morte, pelo menos não mas, depois que vi uma opinião de um homem sobre isso(não lembro quem), que falava que morrer é como dormir e não acordar mais. Isso faz sentido, depois que morrermos não vamos ficar se lamentando “puts, que cagada, eu morri e não fiz tal coisa”, não, vamos apenas dormir para sempre. Só que na minha opinião isso pode mudar em pouco tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje em dia já vemos pessoas que tem uma vida social dentro da internet, e em alguns casos, somente na internet. Tem pessoas que passam o dia no Second Life, por exemplo, tem namoradas on-line, amigos, serviço, uma vida social completa.&lt;br /&gt;O que eu acho que deve acontecer, é que com o avanço da tecnologia, possamos ter uma vida real dentro do mundo virtual, seria a Matrix virando realidade.&lt;br /&gt;Todos nossos sentidos, visão, audição e tato, por exemplo, nada mais são que estímulos elétricos enviados ao nosso cérebro e interpretado por ele. E se no futuro, pacientes terminas fossem ligados a maquinas, que deixaria somente o seu cérebro vivo, e esse cérebro fosse ligado a uma rede, poderia ali nascer um novo tipo de vida, poderia não ser uma vida normal, mas logicamente seria melhor que a morte.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho acompanhado as ultimas invenções e descobertas da ciência e algumas dessas poderiam tornar realidade esse meu sonho. No ano passado, uma equipe dos Estados Unidos, chefiada pelo brasileiro MIGUEL NICOLELIS consegui captar estímulos cerebrais de um macaco, e converter eles em movimentos. Parece simples, mas a grande questão disso é que o chip, introduzido dentro do cérebro, não pegava um sinal que iria para o braço esquerdo, por exemplo, e transmitia para a maquina, isso já seria fabuloso, mas o que aconteceu de diferente, é que para o cérebro do macaco era um novo membro, ele conseguia mexer as duas mão e ainda sim fazer movimentos diferentes com o braço mecanico. Isso seria o começo de um entendimento maior do cérebro. E vi esses dias que japoneses já conseguiram fazer o mesmo, mas sem precisar implanta um chip, apenas com um capacete especial.&lt;br /&gt;Isso seria o começo de um novo mundo, agora estamos apenas recebendo as informações que o cérebro passa, mas daqui um tempo, poderemos entender essas informações e enviar informações externas, manipulando sentimentos e percepções do cérebro, como tato e visão, possibilitando assim que a pessoa tenha uma vida, mesmo que não física, mas se suas lembranças e sentimentos continuarem. Ainda seria você.&lt;br /&gt;E que poderíamos trabalhar, namorar, fumar sem ter medo de um câncer, sem medo de doenças ou violência, e com certeza pagar impostos, seria uma vida normal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obs: Abraço pro Agenor da biblioteca, o cara com a voz mais bonita de penapolis, e outro abraço pra Livia e pra Vitoria, as 3 pessoas que acompanham o blog. Valew.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-355161194474273680?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/355161194474273680/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=355161194474273680' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/355161194474273680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/355161194474273680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/04/seremos-eternos.html' title='Seremos Eternos?'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SdmVJpPRRTI/AAAAAAAAAQY/RWoCHXqpgDA/s72-c/3D-Matrix-Corridors-Screensaver%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-7194643932256837049</id><published>2009-04-03T20:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:26:27.977-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Musica triste que me faz Feliz</title><content type='html'>Sem inspiração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BrZTNhW44-o&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BrZTNhW44-o&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-7194643932256837049?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/7194643932256837049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=7194643932256837049' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7194643932256837049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7194643932256837049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/04/musica-triste-que-me-faz-feliz.html' title='Musica triste que me faz Feliz'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-7096316421642105156</id><published>2009-03-24T06:53:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T07:07:46.813-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulherada de Marilia</title><content type='html'>Esse fim de semana fui para Marilia, pro niver da Cris. Tirando o fato ruim de que eu engordei uns 30 kilos por ter comido Bolo salgado, bolo doce, brigadeiro e outras coisas do tipo, teve a parte boa, que foi conhecer as amigas da Cris, um bando de mulherada louca, que em 10 faz mais barulho que um estádio cheio de japonês.&lt;br /&gt; E com as fotos que tinha aqui e as que tirei no niver, fiz esse video ai, espero que vocêis gostem.&lt;br /&gt;Abraço e té a proxíma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XCs4gIhsdo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XCs4gIhsdo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-7096316421642105156?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/7096316421642105156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=7096316421642105156' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7096316421642105156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/7096316421642105156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/03/melherada-de-marilia.html' title='Mulherada de Marilia'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-8072971708179499233</id><published>2009-03-20T02:33:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:55:07.052-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitor Araújo - Paranoid Android (Radiohead)</title><content type='html'>Quando eu era mais novo, não entendia como alguem poderia gostar de piano, um som chato, constante, que só ficava legal na November Rain. Até que um dia fui no museu do sol, fazer sei lá oque, e escutei alguem tocando um piano de calda, PUTA que pariu, muito bom, o museu tremia todo quando era tocada notas graves, parecia que eu estava no Rock in Rio, achei que estava ligado numa puta caixa de som, mas não, o baguio grita alto mesmo, deixava minha guitarra e meu cubinho e 6" no chinelo, pena que descobri isso tarde, seria a melhor forma de irritar meus vizinhos, e de nada iria adiantar eles desligarem o disjuntor da minha casa, fdp de visinhos, por causa deles não me tornei um astro do Rock. Faze oquê?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b_4xLLRkjUw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b_4xLLRkjUw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musica Original, pra quem não conhece.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid Android (Radiohead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m_mMzOQpe0I&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m_mMzOQpe0I&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-8072971708179499233?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/8072971708179499233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=8072971708179499233' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/8072971708179499233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/8072971708179499233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/03/vitor-araujo-paranoid-android-radiohead.html' title='Vitor Araújo - Paranoid Android (Radiohead)'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-1337127533628226205</id><published>2009-03-19T14:26:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T14:31:04.232-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem matou mais?</title><content type='html'>Grafico mostra quem matou mais na Biblia, levando em conta todas as cidade e pessoas que foram punidas por algum motivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/ScKAoHwQ5dI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_tTjtxHwqqA/s1600-h/god-is-a-killer-460x247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314951937015211474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/ScKAoHwQ5dI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_tTjtxHwqqA/s400/god-is-a-killer-460x247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É, mexe com o Homem que você vai ve oque contece com você.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/ScKAe-8-RLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/man6EjFIV8A/s1600-h/god-is-a-killer-460x247.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/426502954462898955-1337127533628226205?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/1337127533628226205/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=1337127533628226205' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1337127533628226205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1337127533628226205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/03/quem-matou-mais.html' title='Quem matou mais?'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/ScKAoHwQ5dI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_tTjtxHwqqA/s72-c/god-is-a-killer-460x247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-6387356536868827083</id><published>2009-03-19T13:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:39:14.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoooooo</title><content type='html'>Ultimamente, as melhores propagandas estão vindo das operadoras de celulares, a OI faz umas muito boas, tentando te passar q se vc não for pra Oi vc é um burro idiota. A Tim fez uma tentando abrir a mente, mostrar que o mundo esta mudando, ficou muito massa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0O_ZZ_e4wA&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0O_ZZ_e4wA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-6387356536868827083?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/6387356536868827083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=6387356536868827083' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6387356536868827083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/6387356536868827083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/03/hoooooo.html' title='Hoooooo'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-1196606530204559498</id><published>2009-03-19T12:45:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:50:37.859-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha ta... Esse final eu nun esperava</title><content type='html'>Tipografia muito loka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homo Erectus: Animação feita por Rodrigo Burdman num conto de Marcelino Freire. Locução do Paulo Cesar Pereio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x8Imk7B7s1c&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x8Imk7B7s1c&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-1196606530204559498?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/1196606530204559498/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=1196606530204559498' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1196606530204559498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/1196606530204559498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/03/ha-ta-nun-entendi-nada.html' title='Ha ta... Esse final eu nun esperava'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-8242892451993222644</id><published>2009-03-07T01:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:01:38.444-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Santo Graal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Olá, desculpe-me pela demora para atualizar o blog, agora vou manter uma regularidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempre entro e leio o Blog &lt;a href="http://www.sedentario.org/"&gt;sedentario.org&lt;/a&gt; , e sempre tem uma coluna que se chama Teoria da Conspiração, essa semana o tema é o Santo Graal, e outros símbolos sagrados. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O texto é beeem grande. mas vale a pena ler nem que seja um pedaço, fica aqui a dica e o &lt;a href="http://www.sedentario.org/colunas/teoria-da-conspiracao/o-santo-graal-e-a-linhagem-sagrada-13292"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt;para a página.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sedentario.org/colunas/teoria-da-conspiracao/o-santo-graal-e-a-linhagem-sagrada-13292"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310306481819440978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SbH_nClNV1I/AAAAAAAAAQA/5g3_XFBxqQI/s320/aaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-8242892451993222644?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.sedentario.org/colunas/teoria-da-conspiracao/o-santo-graal-e-a-linhagem-sagrada-13292' title='O Santo Graal.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/8242892451993222644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=8242892451993222644' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/8242892451993222644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/8242892451993222644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-santo-graal.html' title='O Santo Graal.'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SbH_nClNV1I/AAAAAAAAAQA/5g3_XFBxqQI/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-426502954462898955.post-2926585326731801774</id><published>2009-02-17T18:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:00:39.430-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Grito da torcida pro Ronaldo.</title><content type='html'>Para os meus amigos Corinthianos, o novo grito da torcida pro Ronaldo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TnGgVrFT1QQ&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TnGgVrFT1QQ&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/426502954462898955-2926585326731801774?l=stigliano.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/feeds/2926585326731801774/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=426502954462898955&amp;postID=2926585326731801774' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2926585326731801774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/426502954462898955/posts/default/2926585326731801774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stigliano.blogspot.com/2009/02/grito-da-torcida-pro-ronaldo.html' title='Grito da torcida pro Ronaldo.'/><author><name>Leandro Stigliano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00289380070456670133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xuO1X-ExLcQ/SMI32GAP2dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wzCi2YM9hUU/S220/DSC01492.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
