<?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-6451759</id><updated>2011-09-19T04:35:21.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'>Este é um website para compartilhar com vocês as criações e indagações criativas da minha mente.

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Outstanding Achievement in Poetry Silver Award Bowl - By International Society of Poetry</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>560</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111541907485059536</id><published>2005-05-06T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T15:37:54.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indagando&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual será o caminho dos mistérios?&lt;br /&gt;Quando será o dia da aurora?&lt;br /&gt;Qual será o meu ministério?&lt;br /&gt;Quando será vivido o agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantos símbolos estão escondidos na mente?&lt;br /&gt;Que luta para reconstruir a estrutura?&lt;br /&gt;Quantos desejos possui a serpente?&lt;br /&gt;Que forma terá a nova arquitetura?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quão onipotente é o pensamento?&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vidas se pode viver?&lt;br /&gt;Quão infinito pode ser um momento?&lt;br /&gt;Quantas luzes tem o amanhecer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual pode ser o próximo passo?&lt;br /&gt;Quando revelar a descoberta verdade?&lt;br /&gt;Quão receptivo será o parnaso?&lt;br /&gt;Quantas facetas possui a eternidade?. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 03 05 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111541907485059536?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111541907485059536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111541907485059536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111541907485059536' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111541901382117923</id><published>2005-05-06T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T10:15:44.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Deparando-me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas mortes já morri?&lt;br /&gt;Quantos nascimentos já vivi?&lt;br /&gt;Quantas almas já perdi?&lt;br /&gt;Quantas dores já sofri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perambulando na busca pelas respostas&lt;br /&gt;Descobri que o Sol era a réplica&lt;br /&gt;Porque todo o dia ele iluminava a crosta&lt;br /&gt;Independentemente de quão aflita fôsse a súplica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, com o astro-maior brilhei no amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;E aprendi que todas as mortes eram de uma única vida&lt;br /&gt;Que para poder holisticamente resplandecer&lt;br /&gt;Deve ser eternamente repleta de dúvidas. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 05 05 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111541901382117923?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111541901382117923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111541901382117923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111541901382117923' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111443547404094033</id><published>2005-04-25T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T06:24:34.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Costumes almejáveis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hábitos para o Homem&lt;br /&gt;Que o beber seja frequente&lt;br /&gt;Que o alimento seja apenas na fome&lt;br /&gt;Que o sonhar seja eternamente&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus seja o único ícone&lt;br /&gt;Que a sabedoria seja procurada diligentemente. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 22 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111443547404094033?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443547404094033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443547404094033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111443547404094033' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111443538561762514</id><published>2005-04-25T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T06:23:05.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CLX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo é energia na matéria&lt;br /&gt;Apenas a unidade é veraz&lt;br /&gt;É a Antártica conectada à Nigéria&lt;br /&gt;É o homem com o seu ecossistema, vivendo em paz. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 22 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111443538561762514?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443538561762514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443538561762514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111443538561762514' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111443535645638958</id><published>2005-04-25T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T06:22:36.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Janela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Através do delgado buraco na janela&lt;br /&gt;Sopra suavemente o vento minuano&lt;br /&gt;Inundando de harmonia a pequena cancela&lt;br /&gt;Do ente que deseja libertar-se do mundano. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 22 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111443535645638958?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443535645638958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443535645638958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111443535645638958' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111443531869556499</id><published>2005-04-25T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T06:21:58.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desvinculando&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As grades que aprisionam a minha liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Não estavam conectadas com nenhum dogma social&lt;br /&gt;Não se encontravam em nenhum lugar na humanidade&lt;br /&gt;Estavam sendo nutridas pelo meu âmago animal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxalá um dia eu consiga moldar essa irracionalidade&lt;br /&gt;Criando uma sólida estrutura recheada de razão&lt;br /&gt;Que me guie na senda que leva à eternidade&lt;br /&gt;Buscando os tesouros que existem no plano da evolução. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 22 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111443531869556499?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443531869556499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443531869556499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111443531869556499' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111443520202615159</id><published>2005-04-25T06:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T06:20:02.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Rio Guaíba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sulcos de ondas preenchem o véu do rio&lt;br /&gt;Cromatizando a paisagem lúdica&lt;br /&gt;E o barco segue criando com pomposo brio&lt;br /&gt;A onda infinita, posto que é única. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 22 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111443520202615159?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443520202615159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443520202615159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111443520202615159' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111443516379206080</id><published>2005-04-25T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T06:19:23.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CLVIII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que vasto é o planalto do desejo&lt;br /&gt;Que seduz a mente sedendo às volúpias do prazer&lt;br /&gt;Que fraca é a mente humana&lt;br /&gt;Que se deixa levar por tão efêmero querer. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 22 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111443516379206080?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443516379206080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443516379206080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111443516379206080' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111443513047774492</id><published>2005-04-25T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T06:18:50.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harmonizando&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O corpo humano é como um violão&lt;br /&gt;Se você esticar demais a corda&lt;br /&gt;Certamente criarás tensão&lt;br /&gt;Se você deixá-la muito solta&lt;br /&gt;Indubitavelmente criarás inanição&lt;br /&gt;Mas, se você afiná-la harmonicamente&lt;br /&gt;Deveras criarás perfeição. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 22 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111443513047774492?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443513047774492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443513047774492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111443513047774492' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111443509723260349</id><published>2005-04-25T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T06:18:17.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CLIX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A carne que come a carne&lt;br /&gt;É verme que come verme&lt;br /&gt;Esse canibalismo é o cerne&lt;br /&gt;De uma antropofagia solene. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 22 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111443509723260349?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443509723260349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443509723260349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111443509723260349' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111443474497331897</id><published>2005-04-25T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T06:12:24.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ilimitado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o verbo&lt;br /&gt;Veio a criação&lt;br /&gt;Com a palavra&lt;br /&gt;Veio a conservação&lt;br /&gt;Com o Homem&lt;br /&gt;Virá a destruição&lt;br /&gt;Este fim&lt;br /&gt;É parte da evolução. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 21 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111443474497331897?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443474497331897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111443474497331897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111443474497331897' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111357962444296827</id><published>2005-04-15T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T10:02:57.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diva XIV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda lembro daqueles dias&lt;br /&gt;Quando flores eu te entregava com o pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Quando ao nascer da lua tu sempre sorrias&lt;br /&gt;Quando nossos planos eram para cada momento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda lembro daquelas madrugadas&lt;br /&gt;Quando dormia com teu nome em meus lábios&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos amavamos na beira da estrada&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos perdíamos a entender provérbios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda lembro daquelas tardes&lt;br /&gt;Quando caminhávamos de mãos dadas pela praça&lt;br /&gt;Quando líamos o futuro nas folhas dos sempre-verdes&lt;br /&gt;Quando a tua presença recheava o ambiente de graça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda lembro daquele tempo&lt;br /&gt;Quando erguíamos uma bandeira contra as guerras&lt;br /&gt;Quando o amor era o nosso único sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Quando não acreditávamos em fronteiras em nossas terras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje aqueles sentimentos que nos faziam felizes&lt;br /&gt;Transformaram-se numa lembrança terna&lt;br /&gt;De uma árvore que brotou profundas raizes&lt;br /&gt;De uma vertente que virou uma transcendente cisterna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E já não sei se você ainda olha para a lua&lt;br /&gt;Se os beijos que hoje recebes são de amor&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda flutuas pela casa em tua presença nua&lt;br /&gt;Se buscas a paz com todo o teu ardor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas sempre penso naqueles momentos&lt;br /&gt;Onde, de dois pólens, brotamos numa mesma flôr&lt;br /&gt;E sempre desejo que estejas ávida de sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;E que, em outros braços, tenhas encontrado novamente o amor. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 13 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111357962444296827?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111357962444296827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111357962444296827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111357962444296827' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111357955692656113</id><published>2005-04-15T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T08:39:16.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CLV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando escrevo certos poemas&lt;br /&gt;Não penseis que desejo profetizar&lt;br /&gt;Apenas vejo alguns princípios num esquema&lt;br /&gt;Onde a verdade deseja se exaltar. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 14 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111357955692656113?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111357955692656113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111357955692656113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111357955692656113' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111357945563418635</id><published>2005-04-15T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T13:04:55.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quesito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalgum rincão da antropologia&lt;br /&gt;Encontra-se uma explicação para a nossa origem&lt;br /&gt;Mas será que ela tem alguma teoria&lt;br /&gt;Que explique a nossa diruptiva vertigem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalgum rincão da psiquiatria&lt;br /&gt;Encontra-se uma explicação sobre a nossa psique&lt;br /&gt;Mas será que ela tem alguma teoria&lt;br /&gt;Que explique a origem de nossa fé?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalgum rincão da psicologia&lt;br /&gt;Encontra-se uma explicação para a nossa dor&lt;br /&gt;Mas será que ela tem alguma teoria&lt;br /&gt;Que explique a progênie do amor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalgum rincão da Filosofia&lt;br /&gt;Encontra-se uma explicação sobre os valores&lt;br /&gt;Mas será que ela tem alguma teoria&lt;br /&gt;Que explique porque foram criados os pudores?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalgum rincão da pedagogia&lt;br /&gt;Encontra-se uma explicação sobre didática&lt;br /&gt;Mas será que ela tem alguma teoria&lt;br /&gt;Que explique o universo de uma maneira prática?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalgum rincão do dia&lt;br /&gt;Encontram-se as respostas para todas estas questões&lt;br /&gt;Mas será que alguém se atreveria&lt;br /&gt;A usar a chave para abrir estes portões? (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 14 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111357945563418635?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111357945563418635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111357945563418635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111357945563418635' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111300136402241480</id><published>2005-04-08T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T07:22:01.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dúvidas e Asserções&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque estabelecer um ritual?&lt;br /&gt;Se toda a fé é onipresente&lt;br /&gt;Se toda água é um lustral&lt;br /&gt;Se todo o Homem é uma chama ardente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque viver sob o manto de um dogma?&lt;br /&gt;Se todo o conhecimento é infinito&lt;br /&gt;Se todo o universo é um bioma&lt;br /&gt;Se todo o renascer é um atributo do espírito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque separar-se em nome da religião?&lt;br /&gt;Se todo o futuro é longínquo&lt;br /&gt;Se todo o Homem nasce irmão&lt;br /&gt;Se Deus sempre será ubíquo. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 08 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111300136402241480?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111300136402241480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111300136402241480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111300136402241480' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111300127137820618</id><published>2005-04-08T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T16:01:11.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sintético&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos incomprensíveis sussurros do desconhecido&lt;br /&gt;Nas fantasiadas mensagens dos sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Descobri a chave que abre o elo perdido&lt;br /&gt;Comprendi os mistérios que se perderam no antanho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fogo da alma do planeta&lt;br /&gt;Nas alegorias visíveis do universo&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei a fórmula que manipula a ampulheta&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que todo o ser nasce absterso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas profundezas dos olhos&lt;br /&gt;No campo energético que envolve os seres&lt;br /&gt;È onde se encontram todos os abrolhos&lt;br /&gt;É o sítio em que florescem todos os amores. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 07 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111300127137820618?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111300127137820618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111300127137820618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111300127137820618' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111300119357423922</id><published>2005-04-08T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T16:09:21.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lacônico sobre a vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na ilusória ignoração da morte&lt;br /&gt;Passam-se os anos&lt;br /&gt;Nas esperança de uma eterna vida&lt;br /&gt;Adiam-se a consecução dos planos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No entanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como o sol sempre brilha&lt;br /&gt;A morte sempre chegará&lt;br /&gt;Assim como um ciclo sempre fecha&lt;br /&gt;A vida um dia acabará&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva com a morte ao seu lado&lt;br /&gt;Morra com vida em seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Labute para ter tudo realizado&lt;br /&gt;Caminhe na senda da evolução. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 08 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111300119357423922?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111300119357423922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111300119357423922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111300119357423922' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279591230603160</id><published>2005-04-06T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:58:32.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque insistem em vender a guerra&lt;br /&gt;Disfarçada de vis sentimentos hodiernos&lt;br /&gt;Que destroem a alma do planeta terra&lt;br /&gt;E aprisionam os sentimentos ternos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque insistem em matar os animais&lt;br /&gt;Disfarçado sobre o véu da alimentação&lt;br /&gt;Criando uma nuvem de infernos astrais&lt;br /&gt;Porque um animal também tem coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque insistem em poluir o planeta&lt;br /&gt;Disfarçado na estrada do desenvolvimento&lt;br /&gt;Acelerando a velocidade da ampulheta&lt;br /&gt;Da cobrança natural que chegará a qualquer momento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque insistem em criar vários Deuses&lt;br /&gt;Disfarçados em diferentes religiões&lt;br /&gt;Desconhecendo que a divina catarse&lt;br /&gt;Está dentro de todos os corações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegará o dia em que despertaremos&lt;br /&gt;Para um mundo mais coerente e humano&lt;br /&gt;Onde holisticamente viveremos&lt;br /&gt;Planeta, ciência, filosofia, religião e homem mundano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque se este dia não amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Estaremos condenados a escuridão do desalento&lt;br /&gt;Onde o remorso será o único viver&lt;br /&gt;Por não termos mudado no adequado momento. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 05 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279591230603160?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279591230603160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279591230603160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279591230603160' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279583259632522</id><published>2005-04-06T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:59:30.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CLV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como aprenderemos o essencial&lt;br /&gt;Que nos preparará para o implacável?&lt;br /&gt;Como saberemos o que é real&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos encontrarmos com o inevitável? (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279583259632522?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279583259632522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279583259632522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279583259632522' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279586230565401</id><published>2005-04-06T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:57:42.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poema CLVI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tênue é a linha&lt;br /&gt;Que separa a vontade de ajudar&lt;br /&gt;Com a volúpia do dominar. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279586230565401?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279586230565401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279586230565401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279586230565401' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279580688000736</id><published>2005-04-06T06:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T07:00:33.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLIV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pedra parece ser imóvel&lt;br /&gt;E, em sua imobilidade, carrega séculos de aprendizagem&lt;br /&gt;O Homem parece ser móvel&lt;br /&gt;E, em sua mobilidade, carrega eras de libertinagem. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279580688000736?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279580688000736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279580688000736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279580688000736' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279577649325998</id><published>2005-04-06T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:56:16.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procura-se&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdi meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Nas tristezas do quotidiano&lt;br /&gt;E o que antes era um vulcão&lt;br /&gt;Tornou-se um tétrico músculo mundano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora onde encontrarei o fogo universal&lt;br /&gt;Para reacender a chama eterna&lt;br /&gt;Que brilhará no físico e no astral&lt;br /&gt;E pavimentará, com seu lótus, a estrada interna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque sem este fogo a vida não tem sentido&lt;br /&gt;Como se o sol deixasse de brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Aprisionando o espírito num lamaçal pútrido&lt;br /&gt;Onde a alma passa o tempo a chorar. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 05 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279577649325998?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279577649325998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279577649325998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279577649325998' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279575161133218</id><published>2005-04-06T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T07:04:13.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CLIII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o Homem fosse inteligente&lt;br /&gt;Não haveria tanta destruição&lt;br /&gt;Nem mesmo tanta funesta gente&lt;br /&gt;E nem sequer tanta desunião. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279575161133218?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279575161133218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279575161133218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279575161133218' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279571994200663</id><published>2005-04-06T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T07:03:12.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CLI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Homem luta a cada segundo&lt;br /&gt;Com as dores do passado&lt;br /&gt;Com o futuro de seu micromundo&lt;br /&gt;Com um presente inalterado. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279571994200663?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279571994200663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279571994200663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279571994200663' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279568857986685</id><published>2005-04-06T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T07:05:11.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CLII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando um cachorro latir&lt;br /&gt;Acompanhe a direção do seu ladrar&lt;br /&gt;Porque algo está para partir&lt;br /&gt;Ou então para chegar. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279568857986685?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279568857986685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279568857986685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279568857986685' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279562216469426</id><published>2005-04-06T06:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T07:26:11.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXLVIII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não existe alegria que seja indefinida&lt;br /&gt;Nem dor que dure para sempre&lt;br /&gt;São duas faces de uma mesma vida&lt;br /&gt;Que se aplica tanto ao pagão quanto ao crente. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279562216469426?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279562216469426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279562216469426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279562216469426' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279565651658636</id><published>2005-04-06T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T07:08:10.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As heranças culturais&lt;br /&gt;Nos apresentam dogmas esquecidos&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscências de arcaicos ancestrais&lt;br /&gt;E de um tempo, sempre decaído. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279565651658636?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279565651658636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279565651658636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279565651658636' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279555647913134</id><published>2005-04-06T06:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T09:00:49.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXLIX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde encontrar as fortalezas de cada Ser&lt;br /&gt;Senão dentro de sua própria consciência&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer outra busca é desmerecer&lt;br /&gt;A divindade que cada um tem em sua essência. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279555647913134?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279555647913134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279555647913134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279555647913134' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279558687020333</id><published>2005-04-06T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:53:06.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diva XIII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que um dia, consiguirei ser teu?&lt;br /&gt;Será que um dia, conseguirás ser minha?&lt;br /&gt;Será que um dia, reencarnará Orfeu?&lt;br /&gt;Será que um dia, acordaremos na mesma manhã?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaremos sempre a mercê de flutuações?&lt;br /&gt;Dois corpos perdidos nas dores do passado&lt;br /&gt;Retraindo sofregamente suas ilusões&lt;br /&gt;Infeliz psique que nos mantém aprisionado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livre como as pétalas que voam ao vento&lt;br /&gt;Viaja meu espírito ao sentir o teu calor&lt;br /&gt;De repente, uma nuvem de ceticismo invade o firmamento&lt;br /&gt;E transforma o prazer numa indelével dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O abismo das percepções se depara entre nós&lt;br /&gt;Um vale de atitudes se estende em nossos anseios&lt;br /&gt;Conseguiremos acender nossas chamas de humanos?&lt;br /&gt;Para transformamos cada encontro num veraneio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forte como o sol, brilha o âmago do teu ser&lt;br /&gt;Quente como um vulcão, arde a tua essência&lt;br /&gt;Intenso como uma tempestade, é o teu querer&lt;br /&gt;Suave como uma pluma, veleja o sonho da tua existência&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxalá o encanto das ilusões&lt;br /&gt;Lance sua flecha sobre o consciente&lt;br /&gt;E liberte nossos esquecidos corações&lt;br /&gt;Para uma noite que se eternize em cada instante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E os sonhos que um dia vagaram tristes&lt;br /&gt;Com as respirações pensativas de dogmas distorcidos&lt;br /&gt;Sejam reemplazados por beijos alucinantes&lt;br /&gt;Com toques, respirações e amores enternecidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como não sabemos sobre a estrada do amanhã&lt;br /&gt;Podemos aproveitar a caminhada hodierna&lt;br /&gt;E, a qualquer momento, morder a maçã&lt;br /&gt;Para deixar, em nossas almas, uma doce lembrança eterna. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 05 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279558687020333?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279558687020333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279558687020333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279558687020333' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279552031515409</id><published>2005-04-06T06:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:52:00.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXLV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo o conhecimento é unutil&lt;br /&gt;Se não for utilizado no ensinamento&lt;br /&gt;De que a vida para ser fértil&lt;br /&gt;Deve nos preparar para cruzar-mos as portas do firmamento. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279552031515409?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279552031515409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279552031515409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279552031515409' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279548072337763</id><published>2005-04-06T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:51:20.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXLIII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo o Homem deveria&lt;br /&gt;Durante a sua educação&lt;br /&gt;Vagar pelo mundo e sua periferia&lt;br /&gt;Para entender as benesses da interação. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279548072337763?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279548072337763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279548072337763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279548072337763' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279544360010338</id><published>2005-04-06T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T07:20:27.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXLVII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um indivíduo impregnado de virtudes&lt;br /&gt;É como uma rocha firme e forte&lt;br /&gt;Não existem vicissitudes&lt;br /&gt;Que alterem o seu norte. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279544360010338?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279544360010338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279544360010338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279544360010338' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279537733383171</id><published>2005-04-06T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:49:37.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A morte estava ali observando sorridente&lt;br /&gt;Homens à veneravam com respeito&lt;br /&gt;Ela reinava absoluta sobre a gente&lt;br /&gt;E ao seu trato não havia nenhum despeito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A morte era um ser amigo e companheiro&lt;br /&gt;E como o início da vida era esperada e desejada&lt;br /&gt;Para a qual existiam milhares de rituais&lt;br /&gt;Que harmonicamente se realizavam à sua chegada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim a morte deveria ser compreendida&lt;br /&gt;Como um inevitável passo à evolução&lt;br /&gt;Realizado durante cada minuto da vida&lt;br /&gt;Que continuará sendo feito noutra encarnação. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 05 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279537733383171?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279537733383171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279537733383171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279537733383171' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279534640373084</id><published>2005-04-06T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:49:06.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXLVI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É impressionante, mas tenho que confessar&lt;br /&gt;O homem, pelo sexo oposto, fica sempre muito afoito&lt;br /&gt;E imagina, todas as fantasias poder realizar&lt;br /&gt;Mas restringe-se, ao tedioso, no momento do coito. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279534640373084?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279534640373084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279534640373084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279534640373084' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279525412866936</id><published>2005-04-06T06:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T07:16:15.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poema CLVII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o Homem soubesse o poder das palavras&lt;br /&gt;Pensaria muito antes de um verbo expressar&lt;br /&gt;Porque eles podem criar bárbaras entravas&lt;br /&gt;Amiudamente difíceis de se desacorrentar. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279525412866936?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279525412866936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279525412866936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279525412866936' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279528460375867</id><published>2005-04-06T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:48:04.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXLIV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Homem que, por outras terras, nunca viajou&lt;br /&gt;É como um prisioneiro numa cela&lt;br /&gt;Cuja visão do mundo se encarcerou&lt;br /&gt;E restringiu-se ao envoltório de sua cancela. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 06 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279528460375867?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279528460375867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279528460375867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279528460375867' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279521777755849</id><published>2005-04-06T06:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:46:57.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flutuas por nossas vidas discretamente&lt;br /&gt;Nos presenteia com a fonte que precisamos para viver&lt;br /&gt;Contigo caminhamos eternamente&lt;br /&gt;Óh! inprescindível Ar que bombeia em todo ser. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 05 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279521777755849?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279521777755849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279521777755849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279521777755849' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279518015802152</id><published>2005-04-06T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:46:20.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Observando&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os muros das fronteiras&lt;br /&gt;São as mazelas de toda a irmandade&lt;br /&gt;As chamas das fogueiras&lt;br /&gt;São o calor da fraternidade&lt;br /&gt;Os labores da abelheira&lt;br /&gt;São as forças da igualdade&lt;br /&gt;As notas da gaiteira&lt;br /&gt;São as sinfonias da beldade&lt;br /&gt;Os sucos da laranjeira&lt;br /&gt;São os néctares da nutridade&lt;br /&gt;Os esforços da lavradeira&lt;br /&gt;São o gênesis da huminade&lt;br /&gt;Os frutos da macieira&lt;br /&gt;São a origem da leviandade&lt;br /&gt;As profecias das feiticeiras&lt;br /&gt;São as sementes da lealdade&lt;br /&gt;As folhas da oliveira&lt;br /&gt;São a representação da sacrificidade&lt;br /&gt;Os pontos da rendeira&lt;br /&gt;São as conexões da eternidade. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 05 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279518015802152?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279518015802152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279518015802152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279518015802152' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279514785872369</id><published>2005-04-06T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:45:47.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXLII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobre o pretexto da intelectualidade&lt;br /&gt;Prolixos discursos são matizados&lt;br /&gt;Sobre o pretexto da verdade&lt;br /&gt;Pérfidos dogmas são profetizados. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 05 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279514785872369?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279514785872369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279514785872369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279514785872369' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279510554028987</id><published>2005-04-06T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:45:05.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigas sempre andando&lt;br /&gt;Buscando encontrar a senda&lt;br /&gt;E lembresse que é caminhando&lt;br /&gt;Que se forma a tua estrada. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 05 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279510554028987?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279510554028987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279510554028987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279510554028987' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279504196680710</id><published>2005-04-06T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:44:01.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXLI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando uma árvore encontrares&lt;br /&gt;Abraçe-a com todo o teu coração&lt;br /&gt;E vagarás no leito de todos os mares&lt;br /&gt;Porque a natureza é uma inseparável conexão. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 05 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279504196680710?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279504196680710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279504196680710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279504196680710' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279497345230658</id><published>2005-04-06T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:42:53.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singelo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A onda desliza plenamente na areia&lt;br /&gt;A nuvem vaga suavemente no firmamento&lt;br /&gt;O sangue flui efuzivamente dentro da veia&lt;br /&gt;O ar preenche a paisagem com encantamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A água escorrega livremente pelos rios&lt;br /&gt;A seiva alimenta eternamente a planta&lt;br /&gt;O sol ilumina o planeta num belo adágio&lt;br /&gt;A lua quando aparece, a todos encanta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A divindade cria todos estas belezas&lt;br /&gt;Para o homem sentir-se completo&lt;br /&gt;Encontrando no espírito da natureza&lt;br /&gt;A essência que forma o quadrupleto. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 05 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279497345230658?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279497345230658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279497345230658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279497345230658' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279489890361889</id><published>2005-04-06T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:41:38.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXXIX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é a mais fiel irmã da morte&lt;br /&gt;Irmandade que está nos adultos e nas crianças&lt;br /&gt;Morra vida de tal sorte&lt;br /&gt;Que a passagem seja apenas uma mudança. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 05 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279489890361889?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279489890361889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279489890361889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279489890361889' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111279483587573886</id><published>2005-04-06T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:40:35.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXXVIII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu morrer como eu viver&lt;br /&gt;Morrerei com intensidade&lt;br /&gt;Se eu viver antes de morrer&lt;br /&gt;Viverei por uma eternidade. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 05 04 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111279483587573886?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279483587573886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111279483587573886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279483587573886' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111246550492397047</id><published>2005-04-02T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T10:11:44.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Revelação&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unirei as pontas de uma mesma corda&lt;br /&gt;Soldarei as estruturas isoceles de um triângulo&lt;br /&gt;Visualizarei tanto à direita quanto à esquerda&lt;br /&gt;E entenderei a correspondência dos opostos ângulos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cantarei as alegorias da alma&lt;br /&gt;Constituirei uma prodigiosa trindade&lt;br /&gt;Vibrarei eternamente sem calma&lt;br /&gt;Aprenderei, do universo, a irrefutável verdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saberei em que coluna estarei sentado&lt;br /&gt;Quando o meu espirito seguir viagem&lt;br /&gt;Porque terei transmitido um probo legado&lt;br /&gt;De sonhos, realizações e incansável aprendizagem. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 30 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111246550492397047?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111246550492397047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111246550492397047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111246550492397047' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111186495052329390</id><published>2005-03-26T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T11:22:30.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Do Universo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Nascemos todos para viver no limbo e brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Assim como a terra&lt;br /&gt;Criamos as condições favoráveis para um eterno bem-estar&lt;br /&gt;Assim como as árvores&lt;br /&gt;Escolhemos nossos corpos para nesta vida passar&lt;br /&gt;Assim como o vento&lt;br /&gt;Podemos percorrer livremente qualquer lugar&lt;br /&gt;Assim como o fogo&lt;br /&gt;Somos uma chama que um dia irá apagar&lt;br /&gt;Assim como a Lua&lt;br /&gt;Existem momentos que nos retiramos para descansar&lt;br /&gt;Assim como o sol&lt;br /&gt;Sempre existe alguém que está a nos esperar&lt;br /&gt;Assim como a água&lt;br /&gt;Vivemos para nutrir e para a sede de outrem saciar&lt;br /&gt;Assim como Deus&lt;br /&gt;Somos a sua personificação e viemos ao mundo para um legado deixar. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 25 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111186495052329390?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111186495052329390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111186495052329390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111186495052329390' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111186488185105782</id><published>2005-03-26T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T11:21:21.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema - CXXXVII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que fastidioso é um solilóquio&lt;br /&gt;Um êxtase egocêntrico&lt;br /&gt;Atravancado num individual circunlóquio. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 25 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111186488185105782?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111186488185105782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111186488185105782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111186488185105782' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111186462530883077</id><published>2005-03-26T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T11:17:05.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Noite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a noite coloca o seu véu sobre o dia&lt;br /&gt;Abre também o manto da imaginação&lt;br /&gt;Teçendo malhas prodigiosas com a filosofia&lt;br /&gt;Costuradas por linhas de intensa reflexão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Noite, estilista eterna do amor&lt;br /&gt;Crias obras plenas de sedutoras alegorias&lt;br /&gt;Que invadem os corpos repletas de ardor&lt;br /&gt;Transformando cada minuto numa inesquecível magia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no seu palacete licencioso&lt;br /&gt;Concede ao homem tudo o que ele queria&lt;br /&gt;Nutre-lhe com amor, virtudes e um aroma fogoso&lt;br /&gt;Preceitos para esta inesquecível poesia. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 25 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111186462530883077?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111186462530883077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111186462530883077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111186462530883077' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111186447499283126</id><published>2005-03-26T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T11:14:34.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Brasil II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Brasil, até quando serás o país do futuro?&lt;br /&gt;Espero este dia desponte em nosso calendário&lt;br /&gt;Para que desapareça este imenso muro&lt;br /&gt;Que esconde muitos que vivem, em ti, um eterno calvário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez um dia aprendamos com a história&lt;br /&gt;Para não repetir um passado de infamidades e torpezas&lt;br /&gt;E, poder assim, algum dia desfrutar de glória&lt;br /&gt;No teu solo, gigante pela própria natureza. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 25 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111186447499283126?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111186447499283126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111186447499283126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111186447499283126' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111186421718447881</id><published>2005-03-26T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T11:10:17.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXXVI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfadei-me com tua volúpia física&lt;br /&gt;Porque tua essência estava vazia&lt;br /&gt;Mas mantive viva a tua acústica&lt;br /&gt;Para aquecer-me numa noite fria. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 25 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111186421718447881?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111186421718447881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111186421718447881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111186421718447881' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111166938864930870</id><published>2005-03-24T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:03:09.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sozinho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminhava sozinho nas ruas da amargura&lt;br /&gt;Que nem a sombra queria estar ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que a senda era longa e a dor era pura&lt;br /&gt;E que o corpo, a mente e a alma podem andar separados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensava sozinho sobre um envoltório de depressão&lt;br /&gt;Que até o inconsciente resolveu me abandonar&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que não existe pior droga do que a inanição&lt;br /&gt;E que o meu alter ego pode estar em qualquer lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navegava sozinho nos mares da solidão&lt;br /&gt;que nem meu espírito queria andar comigo&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que aquele que ama de coração&lt;br /&gt;encontra em todas as partes, um delicioso abrigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminhei, pensei e naveguei&lt;br /&gt;Tão só que estremeço apenas em lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que de todos eles ressucitei&lt;br /&gt;E que sempre é possível um novo recomeçar. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 21 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111166938864930870?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111166938864930870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111166938864930870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111166938864930870' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111166927589380221</id><published>2005-03-24T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:01:15.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXXVI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para chegar à porta da sabedoria&lt;br /&gt;É necessário um domínio dos pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Para adentrar no reino da alegoria&lt;br /&gt;É necessário conheçer todos os elementos. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 21 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111166927589380221?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111166927589380221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111166927589380221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111166927589380221' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111166922553529078</id><published>2005-03-24T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:00:25.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXXV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o homem abusou de seus poderes&lt;br /&gt;Foi necessário cobrir os conhecimentos com um véu&lt;br /&gt;E para representar a dualidade dos seus prazeres&lt;br /&gt;Convencionou-se, na divisão da unidade, o inferno e o céu. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 21 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111166922553529078?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111166922553529078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111166922553529078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111166922553529078' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111137173196040839</id><published>2005-03-20T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T18:22:11.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXXIII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que torpe é o caminho da falsidade&lt;br /&gt;Um préstito de almas vazias&lt;br /&gt;Uma endemia de ambiguidades&lt;br /&gt;Uma inevitável e catastrófica entropia. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 19 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111137173196040839?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137173196040839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137173196040839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111137173196040839' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111137165018393580</id><published>2005-03-20T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T10:20:12.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na solidão do mato&lt;br /&gt;Muitas visões tornaram-se claras&lt;br /&gt;Verdades vagaram no abstrato&lt;br /&gt;E a complexidade, de tão simples, pareceu rara. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 19 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111137165018393580?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137165018393580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137165018393580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111137165018393580' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111137155288450694</id><published>2005-03-20T18:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T18:19:12.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXXI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De tanto olhar para o passado&lt;br /&gt;Esqueceu-se de planejar o futuro&lt;br /&gt;Até que, se encontrou aprisionado&lt;br /&gt;Com quatro velas, dentro de cinco muros. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 19 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111137155288450694?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137155288450694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137155288450694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111137155288450694' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111137151022429233</id><published>2005-03-20T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T18:18:30.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXXIV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E disse Deus:&lt;br /&gt;Cultive o teu coração e a tua mente&lt;br /&gt;Para viveres num sublime apogeu&lt;br /&gt;Como uma alma eterna e resplandecente. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 19 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111137151022429233?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137151022429233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137151022429233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111137151022429233' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111137146399290784</id><published>2005-03-20T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T18:17:43.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXXII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para despertar a atenção de um interlocutor&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais simples e eficaz&lt;br /&gt;Do que perguntar sobre o seu labor. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 19 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111137146399290784?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137146399290784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137146399290784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111137146399290784' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111137141062035721</id><published>2005-03-20T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T18:16:50.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXVIII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o homem abandonou a sua pureza&lt;br /&gt;E entregou o seu livre-arbítrio à propostos ídolos&lt;br /&gt;Esqueçeu-se, então, que todas as respostas estão na natureza&lt;br /&gt;Espalhadas num mágico e decifrável mar de símbolos. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 17 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111137141062035721?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137141062035721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137141062035721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111137141062035721' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111137134440609799</id><published>2005-03-20T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T18:15:44.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXIX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atrás do fogo do sol, existe um imenso império&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de uma molécula de água, reside o enigma da humanidade&lt;br /&gt;No ar que vaga ao léu, flutuam todos os mistérios&lt;br /&gt;Envolvida no âmago da terra, flameja a bandeira da fraternidade. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 17 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111137134440609799?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137134440609799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111137134440609799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111137134440609799' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-111024963159858241</id><published>2005-03-07T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T18:40:31.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Come back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where have you gone?&lt;br /&gt;My inseparable inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me alone like a song without a tone&lt;br /&gt;Now, that I’ve given you my devotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be flying on the fields of liberty&lt;br /&gt;But left me chained by sulks of darkness&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by emptiness and melancholy&lt;br /&gt;Longing for your return and your caress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long as I don’t know when you will come back&lt;br /&gt;I will carve on the depth of my heart&lt;br /&gt;For some rhymes off the beaten track&lt;br /&gt;As the times when nothing could set us apart. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 07 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-111024963159858241?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111024963159858241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/111024963159858241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111024963159858241' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110981092602722722</id><published>2005-03-02T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T16:48:46.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a vida fosse um cartório&lt;br /&gt;Registraria a minha ignorância&lt;br /&gt;Para poder aprender um novo repertório&lt;br /&gt;Que me levasse a outra estância. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 01 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110981092602722722?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110981092602722722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110981092602722722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110981092602722722' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110981089829938522</id><published>2005-03-02T16:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T16:48:18.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Over the night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a dark night it flew over&lt;br /&gt;Carrying an important mission&lt;br /&gt;That soon all would discover&lt;br /&gt;As the most magnificent vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came when all were sleepy&lt;br /&gt;And spread seeds of love&lt;br /&gt;Then, planted peace and harmony&lt;br /&gt;That could be seen from above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that day onwards&lt;br /&gt;Mankind would enjoy the inevitability&lt;br /&gt;That all hearts would beat towards&lt;br /&gt;Respect, tolerance and fraternity. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 01 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110981089829938522?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110981089829938522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110981089829938522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110981089829938522' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110981084131908345</id><published>2005-03-02T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T16:47:21.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que estão fazendo com o nosso mundo?&lt;br /&gt;Guerras, catástrofes, dores e infinitos sentimentos profanos&lt;br /&gt;Sujeiras estas que o estão tornando extremamente imundo&lt;br /&gt;Sendo postas por ninguém mais do que os próprios seres humanos. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 01 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110981084131908345?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110981084131908345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110981084131908345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110981084131908345' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110981076127567327</id><published>2005-03-02T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T16:46:01.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema XXIV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe uma sensação&lt;br /&gt;Que é eternamente indescritível&lt;br /&gt;É a de viver cada ação&lt;br /&gt;Num momento presente perceptível. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 01 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110981076127567327?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110981076127567327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110981076127567327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110981076127567327' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110981067210559105</id><published>2005-03-02T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T16:44:32.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXIII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante a minha educação&lt;br /&gt;Alimentaram-me com dogmas para eu acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Mas, se me fosse dada alguma opção&lt;br /&gt;Será que minhas crenças não iriam mudar? (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 01 03 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110981067210559105?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110981067210559105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110981067210559105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110981067210559105' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110930245501402183</id><published>2005-02-24T19:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:34:15.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXIX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os criadores do universo, no início de suas ações&lt;br /&gt;Desejaram entreguer ao homem uma força surpreendente&lt;br /&gt;E, após múltiplas e criativas eulucubrações&lt;br /&gt;Prendou, cada ser, com uma mente. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 24 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110930245501402183?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930245501402183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930245501402183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110930245501402183' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110930240152611160</id><published>2005-02-24T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:33:21.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da criança, alegria&lt;br /&gt;Do jovem, utopia&lt;br /&gt;Do adulto, galhardia&lt;br /&gt;Do ancião, moradia. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 24 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110930240152611160?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930240152611160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930240152611160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110930240152611160' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110930231217855676</id><published>2005-02-24T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:31:52.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Qual&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual poder deveria ser o reinante?&lt;br /&gt;O da Igreja ou o do governo?!&lt;br /&gt;O do general ou o do infante?!&lt;br /&gt;O do ser externo ou o do interno?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual das vergonhas deveria existir?&lt;br /&gt;A de roubar ou a de vilimpediar?!&lt;br /&gt;A de maltratar ou a de coibir?!&lt;br /&gt;A de enganar ou a de matar?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual virtude deveria se fazer louvor?&lt;br /&gt;A prudência ou a gratidão?!&lt;br /&gt;A justiça ou ao amor?!&lt;br /&gt;A tolerãncia ou a compaixão?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual estilo deveria se impor?&lt;br /&gt;O do coletivista ou o do individualista?!&lt;br /&gt;O do tirano ou o do apaziguador?!&lt;br /&gt;O do otimista ou o do pessimista?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual o santo se deveria seguir?&lt;br /&gt;O ortodoxo ou o cristão?!&lt;br /&gt;O hindu ou o faquir?!&lt;br /&gt;O dogmático ou o sem religião?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual a vida se deveria viver?&lt;br /&gt;A ascetica ou a desregrada?!&lt;br /&gt;A do amanhecer ou a do entardecer?!&lt;br /&gt;A conformada ou a inconformada?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual, qual, qual e qual&lt;br /&gt;São milézimas as opções&lt;br /&gt;Etc et tal, etc et tal, etc et tal&lt;br /&gt;Umas são para heróis, outras para vilões. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 24 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110930231217855676?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930231217855676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930231217855676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110930231217855676' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110930208346645325</id><published>2005-02-24T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:28:03.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sementes de Sabedoria II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentei construir um castelo na areia&lt;br /&gt;Quando estava terminando a tarefa&lt;br /&gt;Veio uma onda e o desmoronou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi uma aranha construindo sua teia&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela estava terminando a tarefa&lt;br /&gt;Caiu um galho da árvore e a desbaratou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi um pássaro construindo um ninho&lt;br /&gt;Quando ele estava terminando a tarefa&lt;br /&gt;Veio a chuva e o danificou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi um tatu construindo uma toca&lt;br /&gt;Quando ele estava terminando a tarefa&lt;br /&gt;Veio um trator e o arruinou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi tantas coisas serem construídas&lt;br /&gt;Que infelizmente não se puderam terminar&lt;br /&gt;Mas em todos os casos, houve uma renascida&lt;br /&gt;Onde os desalojados, volveram a intentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analogicamente, são os percalços que encontramos&lt;br /&gt;Que muitas vezes parecem nos destroçar&lt;br /&gt;Mas que servem para que aprendamos&lt;br /&gt;Que a persistência e o recomeço são as bases para um eterno triunfar. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 22 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110930208346645325?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930208346645325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930208346645325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110930208346645325' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110930192058775431</id><published>2005-02-24T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:25:20.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXXI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Educar uma criança no meio de um pernicioso lodo&lt;br /&gt;E esperar que ela seja um cidadão obreiro&lt;br /&gt;É o mesmo que colocar uma ovelhinha numa matilhas de lobos&lt;br /&gt;E esperar que ela se comporte como um cordeiro. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 24 02 05)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110930192058775431?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930192058775431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930192058775431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110930192058775431' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110930182556757456</id><published>2005-02-24T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:23:45.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Entrevista&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles chegaram de mansinho&lt;br /&gt;Num momento inesperado&lt;br /&gt;Invadindo, assim, o meu cantinho&lt;br /&gt;E, sem esperar, fui entrevistado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moça, Michele, era simpática e elegante&lt;br /&gt;O camera-man, Claúdio, era legal e trabalhador&lt;br /&gt;Tudo aconteceu num breve instante&lt;br /&gt;Enchendo o ambiente com um novo odor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora será publicado na televisão&lt;br /&gt;Como algo inusitado&lt;br /&gt;Não sei qual será a repercussão&lt;br /&gt;Deste momento, para sempre registrado. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 23 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110930182556757456?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930182556757456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930182556757456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110930182556757456' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110930143775437902</id><published>2005-02-24T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:17:17.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema XCVII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que todo o homem seja dotado&lt;br /&gt;Assim como são todas as crianças&lt;br /&gt;De um poder mais que inusitado&lt;br /&gt;Que, comumente, chamamos de perseverança. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 24 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110930143775437902?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930143775437902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930143775437902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110930143775437902' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110930138558153795</id><published>2005-02-24T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T21:45:52.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema XCVIII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxalá sempre me acompanhe uma luz envolvente&lt;br /&gt;Para que quando eu tenha de enfrentar o crivo&lt;br /&gt;Da morte que me segue diariamente&lt;br /&gt;Ela me encontre desperto e totalmente vivo. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 24 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110930138558153795?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930138558153795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930138558153795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110930138558153795' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110930131871294618</id><published>2005-02-24T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:15:18.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXVI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É sumamente importante que o homem cuide de sua fala&lt;br /&gt;Pois a mesma tem capacidade de transformar qualquer situação&lt;br /&gt;E, se for maligna, pode ferir tanto quanto uma bala&lt;br /&gt;E, se for benigna, pode expelir lavas de bem-aventurança como um vulcão. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 25 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110930131871294618?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930131871294618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930131871294618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110930131871294618' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110930086803292294</id><published>2005-02-24T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:07:48.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas passam muito tempo preocupadas&lt;br /&gt;Com o fato de que a vida venha a terminar&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto que deveriam estar concentradas&lt;br /&gt;No fato de que ela nunca venha a começar. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 22 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110930086803292294?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930086803292294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110930086803292294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110930086803292294' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110894015450317993</id><published>2005-02-20T14:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T14:55:54.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Missão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em plena escuridão, alguns trouxeram a luz&lt;br /&gt;E foram penalizados, e sofreram maldades&lt;br /&gt;Muitos esquartejados, alguns pendurados numa cruz&lt;br /&gt;Que dor para estes seres, cuja intenção era somente mostrar a verdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente, alguns homens não dominam seus instintos animais&lt;br /&gt;E fecham os olhos aos compêndios da sabedoria&lt;br /&gt;Perdendo uma chance que não volta mais&lt;br /&gt;De evoluir internamente a cada novo dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felizmente, existem seres que vencem a provação&lt;br /&gt;E percorrem o árduo caminho do desenvolvimento&lt;br /&gt;Mas felizes porque cumprem com sua missão&lt;br /&gt;De nutrir o coração do homem com paz, luz e entendimento. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 19 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110894015450317993?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110894015450317993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110894015450317993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110894015450317993' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110894012085479071</id><published>2005-02-20T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T14:55:20.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXIV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o homem decide entrar na senda&lt;br /&gt;É porque seu espírito está preparado&lt;br /&gt;Mas a alma terá que receber ainda muita merenda&lt;br /&gt;Para que o todo se torne iluminado. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 19 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110894012085479071?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110894012085479071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110894012085479071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110894012085479071' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110894009074900493</id><published>2005-02-20T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T14:54:50.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXIII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh duro e pesado caminho que decide trilhar&lt;br /&gt;São tantas provações que não sei se vem de dentro ou de fora&lt;br /&gt;Oh forças juntem-se a mim para que, nesta senda, eu possa continuar&lt;br /&gt;Vencendo os obstáculos atuais e os que virão com a aurora. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 19 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110894009074900493?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110894009074900493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110894009074900493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110894009074900493' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110865889097183318</id><published>2005-02-17T08:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T11:54:00.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Diva XII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A aurora sussurou no meu ouvido&lt;br /&gt;Que as abelhas trariam um mel especial&lt;br /&gt;Algo que jamais seria esquecido&lt;br /&gt;Um visão única e transcendental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E uma folha abriu entre as árvores&lt;br /&gt;Como uma reverência à tua vinda&lt;br /&gt;Brilhavas ao sol como mil mármores&lt;br /&gt;E a terra beijou teus pés em tua chegada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o gramado estendeu um suave tapete&lt;br /&gt;Que criou uma senda entre eu e você&lt;br /&gt;Atônito fiquei até o momento que chegastes&lt;br /&gt;E o meu todo ficou a tua mercê&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao teu olhar as folhas viraram cristais&lt;br /&gt;Ao teu suspiro o ar virou um perfume&lt;br /&gt;O teu toque não esquecerei jamais&lt;br /&gt;O teu beijo era algo sublime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu corpo esculpido pela natureza&lt;br /&gt;Que mesmo a Lua te observava&lt;br /&gt;Tua palavra simples e recheada de beleza&lt;br /&gt;Professava versos que meu ouvido aclamava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inesquecível aurora que te criou&lt;br /&gt;Diva a quem doei as batidas do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Músculo este que contigou ficou&lt;br /&gt;Mas feliz, pois terá para sempre a tua proteção. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 15 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110865889097183318?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865889097183318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865889097183318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110865889097183318' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110865885622076664</id><published>2005-02-17T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T08:47:36.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Diariamente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o sol estende suas asas&lt;br /&gt;Deve o homem levantar&lt;br /&gt;E, abrindo a porta de suas casas&lt;br /&gt;Ir de encontro ao labutar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o sol vibra verticalmente&lt;br /&gt;Deve o homem recostar&lt;br /&gt;E, vendo a refeição ardente&lt;br /&gt;O seu corpo e espírito alimentar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o sol se junta com as três Marias&lt;br /&gt;Deve o homem retornar&lt;br /&gt;Ao aconchêgo de suas famílias&lt;br /&gt;E, em harmonia, descansar. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 15 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110865885622076664?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865885622076664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865885622076664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110865885622076664' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110865881973354453</id><published>2005-02-17T08:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T08:46:59.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantos alegrias tive&lt;br /&gt;Quanto pecados cometi&lt;br /&gt;Por isto meu coração ainda vive&lt;br /&gt;Contente que, até agora, todos os momentos vivi. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 16 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110865881973354453?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865881973354453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865881973354453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110865881973354453' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110865878342110328</id><published>2005-02-17T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T08:46:23.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Iluminado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como o vento que nunca cansa&lt;br /&gt;Voa o espírito da fraternidade&lt;br /&gt;Que leva consigo a bandeira da esperança&lt;br /&gt;Da inseparável união de toda a humanidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como a abelha que produz o mel&lt;br /&gt;Labuta o ser em busca da evolução&lt;br /&gt;Cujo objetivo é chegar ao céu&lt;br /&gt;Deixando um legado para cada nova criação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como a árvore que produz frutos&lt;br /&gt;Germina a alma de virtudes&lt;br /&gt;Para abrir a mente dos matutos&lt;br /&gt;Com as belezas da beatitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como o sol que sempre ilumina&lt;br /&gt;Flameja o corpo em seu labor&lt;br /&gt;Numa gestificação pantomina&lt;br /&gt;Modelada de fé, esforço e amor. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 16 05 02)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110865878342110328?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865878342110328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865878342110328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110865878342110328' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110865872352449749</id><published>2005-02-17T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T08:45:23.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Diva XI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao som da luz despistes meu ser&lt;br /&gt;Como uma fada que executa sua mágica&lt;br /&gt;Com teu amor chegamos ao amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Onde as estrelas sorriam numa despedida métrica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a lua, cujo leito nos serviu de ninho&lt;br /&gt;Foi esvaecendo lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o Sol nos saudava de mansinho&lt;br /&gt;Oferecendo seu manto para nosso deleite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim, naquele calor fraterno&lt;br /&gt;Descansamos nossas consciências&lt;br /&gt;Num sono juntinho, aconchegante e terno&lt;br /&gt;Que apaziguou ambas necessitadas carências. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 15 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110865872352449749?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865872352449749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865872352449749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110865872352449749' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110865868087415771</id><published>2005-02-17T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T08:44:40.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressionante que o mundo desejou assim&lt;br /&gt;Numa expressão grandiosa de destreza&lt;br /&gt;Criou para você, eu um Serafim&lt;br /&gt;Você para eu, uma Deusa. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 15 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110865868087415771?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865868087415771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865868087415771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110865868087415771' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110865851922300759</id><published>2005-02-17T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T08:41:59.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Andarilho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como um andarilho pela estrada&lt;br /&gt;Peregrinando entre as plantações&lt;br /&gt;Avistei a sensualidade da tua caminhada&lt;br /&gt;E aproximei-me encharcado de vibrações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os teus olhos tinham um desejo inocente&lt;br /&gt;Agarrei a tua mão e a beijei com ardor&lt;br /&gt;Senti teu pulso disparar de repente&lt;br /&gt;E o teu braço cobrir teu fervor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perguntei sobre os rumos do teu coração&lt;br /&gt;Sorristes marota numa melodia sedutora&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo que a vida era uma canção&lt;br /&gt;Onde você a exaltava como uma fiel cantora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ao passo de tuas notas&lt;br /&gt;Toquei nos teus seios uma cantiga&lt;br /&gt;De suaves beijos para abrir a porta&lt;br /&gt;Do teu ventre à moda antiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto dedilhavas nossos desejos colados&lt;br /&gt;A orquestra dos corpos evoluía&lt;br /&gt;Como num adágio sincronizado&lt;br /&gt;Cada gesto e toque ressonavam com euforia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nesta sinfonia palpitante e natural&lt;br /&gt;Onde a vegetação era a nossa companhia&lt;br /&gt;Chegamos ao acaso e saímos noutro astral&lt;br /&gt;Exaltados por uma indescritível harmonia. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 15 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110865851922300759?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865851922300759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865851922300759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110865851922300759' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110865847589155757</id><published>2005-02-17T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T08:41:15.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Entendendo a vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu estava alegre&lt;br /&gt;Muito amor eu recebi&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando eu estava entregue&lt;br /&gt;Até de mim mesmo esqueçi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim, quando me enxergares alegre&lt;br /&gt;Compartas comigo a tua dor&lt;br /&gt;E, quando me enxergares entregue&lt;br /&gt;Compartas comigo o teu amor. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 15 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110865847589155757?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865847589155757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865847589155757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110865847589155757' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110865831356204289</id><published>2005-02-17T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T08:38:33.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CXI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida e Morte&lt;br /&gt;Turvas facetas do mesmo ser&lt;br /&gt;À vocês devo toda a sorte&lt;br /&gt;Da minha aurora e do meu, inevitável, entardecer. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 16 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110865831356204289?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865831356204289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865831356204289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110865831356204289' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110865824034929361</id><published>2005-02-17T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T08:37:20.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressionante que o mundo desejou assim&lt;br /&gt;Numa expressão grandiosa de destreza&lt;br /&gt;Criou para você, eu um Serafim&lt;br /&gt;Você para eu, uma Deusa. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 15 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110865824034929361?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865824034929361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110865824034929361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110865824034929361' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110847542703581236</id><published>2005-02-15T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T05:50:27.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sementes de sabedoria I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganhar sem trabalhar é sorte&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhar sem ganhar é exploração&lt;br /&gt;Viver sem trabalhar é morte&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhar sem viver é privação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhe para ganhar&lt;br /&gt;Ganhe para viver&lt;br /&gt;Viva para aproveitar&lt;br /&gt;Aproveite para transcender. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 14 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110847542703581236?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110847542703581236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110847542703581236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110847542703581236' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110834053811055069</id><published>2005-02-13T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T00:38:31.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Vida - una Percepción Concreta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los mayas acreditaban que el nacer es un dolor que la vida compensa&lt;br /&gt;Los chinos creen que la vida es el triunfo sobre la muerte&lt;br /&gt;Los esotéricos creen que la muerte es un paso hacia otra experiencia&lt;br /&gt;Yo, humildemente creo, que la vida es el pináculo de una evolución cuyo único dolor es no vivirla según la voz del corazón y el aprendizaje de las inmutables leyes universales. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 13 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110834053811055069?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110834053811055069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110834053811055069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110834053811055069' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110834046543037643</id><published>2005-02-13T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T16:21:05.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Unearthly Civil War&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has giving to an eleven years old boy?&lt;br /&gt;The right to play God with a gun&lt;br /&gt;Pointing it to innocents as if it was a toy&lt;br /&gt;Deciding others faith under the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adult unscrupulous minds, controllers of destruction&lt;br /&gt;Leave these children free, let their infancy returns&lt;br /&gt;For the God may accept you redemption&lt;br /&gt;Before your soul completely burns. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos -12 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110834046543037643?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110834046543037643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110834046543037643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110834046543037643' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110834041300100871</id><published>2005-02-13T16:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T16:20:13.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CVIII&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa noite ao luar, encantados se beijaram&lt;br /&gt;Numa tarde de primavera, exaltados se casaram&lt;br /&gt;Num outono colorido, felizes viveram&lt;br /&gt;Até o inverno, quando, por fim, se conheceram. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 12 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110834041300100871?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110834041300100871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110834041300100871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110834041300100871' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110834036991282179</id><published>2005-02-13T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T16:19:29.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema CIX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para construir um Templo da Verdade&lt;br /&gt;Paulatinamente, abra os ensinamentos ao homem&lt;br /&gt;Que este levará a estrutura à sociedade. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 13 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110834036991282179?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110834036991282179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110834036991282179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110834036991282179' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110834032816725162</id><published>2005-02-13T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T16:18:48.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Banind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperar o inesperado&lt;br /&gt;Talvez possa explicar&lt;br /&gt;Quando num dia ensolarado&lt;br /&gt;Uma colérica carta chegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recheada de uma ira inexplicável&lt;br /&gt;Contendo palavras escabrosas&lt;br /&gt;Sem nenhum suporte palpável&lt;br /&gt;Escritos por uma mão destrosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o imprevisto recebido, destruirá o dia&lt;br /&gt;Enchendo o pensamento de aflição&lt;br /&gt;Sem entender o que a mensagem queria&lt;br /&gt;Transformando o cosmos, numa eterna escuridão. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 12 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110834032816725162?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110834032816725162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110834032816725162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110834032816725162' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110809123213224828</id><published>2005-02-10T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T19:07:12.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poema CVII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitos medos correm sobre o mar de desilusão&lt;br /&gt;Muita angústia jorra do vulcão da amargura&lt;br /&gt;Muita dor treme no terremoto da culpabilidade&lt;br /&gt;Muita ansiedade nasce na fonte do desespero. (Tadany Cargnin dos Santos – 22 10 03)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110809123213224828?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110809123213224828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110809123213224828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110809123213224828' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110809114840156249</id><published>2005-02-10T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T19:05:48.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poema  CVI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanta vida existe no ecossistema&lt;br /&gt;Quanto aprendizado na escola natural&lt;br /&gt;Buscai, então, compreender o esquema&lt;br /&gt;Das regras básicas da vida universal. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 09 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110809114840156249?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110809114840156249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110809114840156249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110809114840156249' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110809105740836186</id><published>2005-02-10T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T19:04:17.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poem II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To discourse on something is the marvel of the creative mind&lt;br /&gt;To Inspire is the work of a leader&lt;br /&gt;To create is the result of freedom. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 22 10 02)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110809105740836186?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110809105740836186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110809105740836186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110809105740836186' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110809102227643513</id><published>2005-02-10T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T19:03:42.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poem I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought rushed through the mind&lt;br /&gt;The questions flashed on the riverside&lt;br /&gt;Is that real or unreal to be kind?&lt;br /&gt;Is the truth always hidden inside? (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 08 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110809102227643513?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110809102227643513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110809102227643513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110809102227643513' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451759.post-110809093154032458</id><published>2005-02-10T19:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T19:02:11.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;À beira d´água&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Água que passa sem nada pensar&lt;br /&gt;Levando consigo todo o meu pesar&lt;br /&gt;Limpe esta alma até abrilhantar&lt;br /&gt;A chama eterna que irá flamear&lt;br /&gt;O espírito elevado de um futuro avatar&lt;br /&gt;Que veio ao mundo para a verdade pregar&lt;br /&gt;Uma palavra escrever e uma esperança plantar&lt;br /&gt;Até o dia que, missão cumprida, noutro plano irei navegar. (&lt;strong&gt;Tadany&lt;/strong&gt; Cargnin dos Santos – 08 02 05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451759-110809093154032458?l=tadany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110809093154032458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451759/posts/default/110809093154032458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tadany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110809093154032458' title=''/><author><name>Tadany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16696013644259519482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
