<?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-8220495527811144279</id><updated>2012-01-23T18:10:39.775-02:00</updated><title type='text'>U Blog do eu sozinho</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-6811753924527756034</id><published>2011-12-14T23:54:00.023-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T18:56:09.717-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GVUyO2fLmZQ/TulT33glLOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/2TBngrBERvQ/s1600/kakasp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GVUyO2fLmZQ/TulT33glLOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/2TBngrBERvQ/s320/kakasp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686168223790476514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;..Quando uma ponta de esperança é acesa, não existe certo ou errado que impeça suas atitudes de serem tomadas. Quando as palavras se tornam pequenas diante das situações, nossas vontades se tornam gigantes diante de pequenos problemas. Aquilo que pensamos e escrevemos, aquilo que escrevemos e guardamos. E assim deixamos de lado, guardado no bolso, de um jeito ou de outro,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;pra mais ninguém ver&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando guardamos nossos pensamentos e o deixamos presos conosco, devemos saber que um papel depois de amassado, jamais será do mesmo jeito que já foi um dia.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-6811753924527756034?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/6811753924527756034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/6811753924527756034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/6811753924527756034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GVUyO2fLmZQ/TulT33glLOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/2TBngrBERvQ/s72-c/kakasp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-4471646000222460089</id><published>2011-11-05T03:08:00.013-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:49:41.084-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova.mente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PXUoupLTApY/TrTHa-xXaoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1MsKtpIHYKQ/s1600/IMG_8005e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PXUoupLTApY/TrTHa-xXaoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1MsKtpIHYKQ/s320/IMG_8005e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671377097106877058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;A velocidade dos seus sonhos é diretamente proporcional a sua vontade que eles aconteçam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-4471646000222460089?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/4471646000222460089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2011/11/novamente.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/4471646000222460089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/4471646000222460089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2011/11/novamente.html' title='Nova.mente'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PXUoupLTApY/TrTHa-xXaoI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1MsKtpIHYKQ/s72-c/IMG_8005e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-1543427013784077866</id><published>2011-10-25T02:52:00.021-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T03:01:09.303-02:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite joke.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NKidzQmES8Y/TqZBHXGafKI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DtOJ-AvA4rg/s1600/IMG_6382%2Bpb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; 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Guardo os meus segredos a sete chaves mas faço toda questão que você os saiba, só pra ver sua reação. Talvez seja complicado demais entender o que não se entende, afinal, nem eu me entendo muito bem, mas isso não me faz menos interessante que outros caras por aí. Eu sei me esconder bem nas minhas mentiras, posso guardar cada detalhe sem você notar, e ainda assim, continuo completamente dominado nesse teu jogo. Eu falo tudo sem dizer uma palavra, afinal, certas coisas não precisam ser ditas para serem entendidas, menos pra você, que mesmo sem saber uma palavra que eu pensei em dizer, faz tudo como se soubesse perfeitamente tudo que eu queria ter pra mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-1543427013784077866?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/1543427013784077866/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-favorite-joke.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/1543427013784077866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/1543427013784077866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-favorite-joke.html' title='My favorite joke.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NKidzQmES8Y/TqZBHXGafKI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DtOJ-AvA4rg/s72-c/IMG_6382%2Bpb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-3591786047317053641</id><published>2011-05-17T01:16:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:15:30.158-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Existe sempre um inicio depois de um final..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-06Hr3T4-6RE/TdH4B3T2aFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_z_s7RgHgmg/s1600/kakareissp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-06Hr3T4-6RE/TdH4B3T2aFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_z_s7RgHgmg/s320/kakareissp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607535721963743314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ter vontade que as coisas aconteçam do jeito que a gente sonha todo mundo tem, mas e o medo? Medo de perder pessoas, medo de perder meu sonho, medo de ME PERDER. Um tiro no escuro? Talvez, mas a busca pela felicidade é desse jeito mesmo, um caminho sem rota. 2011 é o ano do mistério, do novo, do mesmo. Eu mesmo. Quando me "tornei" Kaká Reis sabia dos riscos, das dificuldades, dos desafios, mas também sabia que não estaria sozinho. Trago comigo oito anos de Catch Side, as amizades, as lembranças, os shows pelo Brasil e principalmente, os fãs. Fãs que fizeram (e fazem) a diferença. Voltar a subir aos palcos era o meu maior sonho, mas passados dois shows, percebi que o meu maior sonho, era apenas ter vocês de volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=flfU7etPouM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-3591786047317053641?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3591786047317053641/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2011/05/existe-sempre-um-inicio-depois-de-um.html#comment-form' title='25 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/3591786047317053641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/3591786047317053641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2011/05/existe-sempre-um-inicio-depois-de-um.html' title='Existe sempre um inicio depois de um final..'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-06Hr3T4-6RE/TdH4B3T2aFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_z_s7RgHgmg/s72-c/kakareissp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-2162421070665998695</id><published>2011-03-14T01:46:00.032-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T22:35:51.163-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Os meus caminhos tortos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKxi5CYa7Z8/TX2eE9iapaI/AAAAAAAAALA/XPqlAhjDZSc/s1600/digitalizar0007%2Bcapricho%2Bkaka2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKxi5CYa7Z8/TX2eE9iapaI/AAAAAAAAALA/XPqlAhjDZSc/s320/digitalizar0007%2Bcapricho%2Bkaka2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583792921084863906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu não preciso ter certeza das coisas pra ir atrás delas. Eu não preciso  olhar pros lados pra saber que eu não estou só. Aliás, todo esse  barulho me faz dormir muito bem. Não adianta sonhar e não se mexer, não  adianta gritar se você não sabe dizer. Nunca pode ser cedo demais pra  insistir, pelo contrário, deve ser sempre tarde demais pra desistir.  Cada dia é uma luta e o que você vê hoje, não pode (e não DEVE) ser  melhor do que o que você vai ser amanhã. E quanta gente vai passar, quantos  irão tentar te convencer, e você lá, esperando por aquele mesmo  trem, aquele que não vem, numa estranha obsessão que não se apaga da noite pro dia. Pode demorar, podem surgir outros parecidos (mas nunca igual), podem até te convencer por um momento. Mas se hoje você não me vê, e acabar me  encontrando amanhã, vai ver que eu nunca deixei de estar aqui..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaká Reis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-2162421070665998695?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/2162421070665998695/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2011/03/os-meus-caminhos-tortos.html#comment-form' title='33 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/2162421070665998695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/2162421070665998695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2011/03/os-meus-caminhos-tortos.html' title='Os meus caminhos tortos'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKxi5CYa7Z8/TX2eE9iapaI/AAAAAAAAALA/XPqlAhjDZSc/s72-c/digitalizar0007%2Bcapricho%2Bkaka2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-7644742018144095660</id><published>2010-12-20T03:36:00.030-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:16:19.695-02:00</updated><title type='text'>2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TQ7rxaRCw-I/AAAAAAAAAJY/_U5hPRCyZoE/s1600/IMG_4737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TQ7rxaRCw-I/AAAAAAAAAJY/_U5hPRCyZoE/s320/IMG_4737.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552634624691323874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;São as palavras que eu não sei dizer sozinho,  são os desejos que eu guardo só pra mim, são os momentos que suplicam por um "Só mais uma vez?". São gestos, pedidos, olhares, pessoas, cada um com sua história, seu motivo, sua raiva, sua esperança, que se juntam sem medo de olhar pra trás, e que acreditam (nem que seja apenas naquele segundo), que não importa o que aconteça, sempre haverá outra saída. São vozes que se misturam, que cantam suas verdades sem medo de ser feliz, seja por uma ajuda, um momento, uma saudade, uma pessoa. Pode ser que isso nunca te traga o que você deseja, mas por um momento (NAQUELE MOMENTO),  você conseguiu dizer em palavras, os sentimentos que até então você não sabia dizer sozinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Estou voltando e morrendo de saudades!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kaká Reis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-7644742018144095660?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/7644742018144095660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011.html#comment-form' title='41 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/7644742018144095660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/7644742018144095660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011.html' title='2011.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TQ7rxaRCw-I/AAAAAAAAAJY/_U5hPRCyZoE/s72-c/IMG_4737.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-8704189641697698359</id><published>2010-08-19T02:35:00.024-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:20:49.210-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha vitória.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TIvkvGr94RI/AAAAAAAAAIg/D16iq-nu3XE/s1600/130400751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TIvkvGr94RI/AAAAAAAAAIg/D16iq-nu3XE/s320/130400751.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515753666545312018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Eu poderia achar que tudo é perfeito, que sonhos sempre acontecem quando tem que acontecer e que a vida é boa demais pra ser desperdiçada, sem saber que o que é perfeito pra mim, pode ser indiferente pra você, e que mesmo assim, os dois nunca chegariam a conhecer tal perfeição. Poderia achar também que tudo tem o seu momento, que o tempo é o melhor remédio e que lembranças nunca morrem , sem saber que quando vivemos o momento, o tempo joga com a gente e o que fica pra trás, é levado pelo vento. Ao invés de dar um passo a frente, eu poderia achar que o amor é eterno, que pais sempre indicarão qual caminho seguir e que amigos estarão sempre presentes em todos os momentos da vida, sem saber que o grande e verdadeiro amor é o amor próprio, e que apenas quando você o encontra-lo, poderá dividi-lo com outra pessoa, e assim, caminhar com as próprias pernas será a maior das recompensas, tanto pra você, quanto para quem lhe fez. E aí então, quando tudo tiver terminado, você poderá agradecer a quem esteve ao seu lado e perdoar todos aqueles que lhe viraram as costas quando você mais precisou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;E quando os mesmos precisarem, eu estarei pronto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Afinal de contas, perder é como virar um copo vazio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;é esperar muito pelo gole, e beber da vitória dos outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A minha vitória.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Um brinde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kaká Reis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-8704189641697698359?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/8704189641697698359/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/08/minha-vitoria.html#comment-form' title='37 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/8704189641697698359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/8704189641697698359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/08/minha-vitoria.html' title='A minha vitória.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TIvkvGr94RI/AAAAAAAAAIg/D16iq-nu3XE/s72-c/130400751.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-750172155175793937</id><published>2010-08-02T18:05:00.015-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:22:32.756-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu, por eu mesmo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TFc0bKSZg1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dZYogrGROjM/s1600/prasemprecatchside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TFc0bKSZg1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dZYogrGROjM/s320/prasemprecatchside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500923111078986578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu não sei por que, mas um dia coloquei na minha cabeça que eu poderia ser bom em alguma coisa. Mesmo sendo um cara chato e desinteressante, eu inventei na minha cabeça que eu poderia ter uma banda de rock e fazer dela a maior banda do Brasil. Logo eu? O gordinho do canto da classe? O garoto sem graça que as meninas pareciam não enxergar? Não, ele não vai conseguir. Um garoto de pouco papo, que não tirava boas notas, mas que sempre se preocupou em ajudar as pessoas que estavam próximas. Na primeira vez que peguei um violão me mandaram desistir, na segunda vez :"Você é pessimo!", e sei la por que eu continuei insistindo em fazer mais uma coisa que eu não era bom. Meus pais foram os únicos a acreditar que eu era capaz, minha avó morreu sem ao menos ver o meu cd pronto e eu ainda assim, superei muita coisa pra estar aqui hoje, escrevendo esse texto. Vivi cinco anos tocando pra ninguem, abrindo shows, pagando pra tocar e mesmo entre tantas dificuldades, tinha a esperança de um dia poder dizer: "Eu consegui". Vendi roupas e tênis em porta de faculdade, gastei um dinheiro que eu não tinha,só pra conseguir arrumar a grana pra gravar um cd. Um cd independente, que falava exatamente tudo que eu passei na minha vida, um cd sincero de uma pessoa que nunca conseguiu se destacar em nada que fez, e que mesmo assim, queria mostrar pras pessoas que TUDO É POSSIVEL. E de tanto eu acreditar nisso, Deus olhou por mim no ano de 2007 e junto com pessoas maravilhosas ao meu lado, nós começamos a surgir no cenário musical do Rio de janeiro. Os shows começaram a encher e eu parecia não entender nada do que estava acontecendo. "Isso é comigo? Por que?!" A cada show que faziamos era uma nova surpresa. Cordões de isolamento e muita, MUITA gritaria. Começamos a tocar fora do estado, os shows cada vez mais cheios, com pessoas que eu nunca vi na vida cantando todas as músicas e pedindo fotos."Pera ai, foto? Tem certeza que é comigo?!" A cada show realizado eu ficava em estado de graça, querendo agradecer a cada uma delas pessoalmente. Lembro de um show que a gente fez (Me fugiu da memória onde foi), nós saimos do palco gritando "Cara! Cara! A gente vai ser a maior banda do Brasil!!!" E sinceramente? Posso dizer com tranquilidade: Vivi os dois melhores anos da minha vida. Fiz parte da banda sensação de 2008, que sem nem UM real investido, foi apontada pela revista Capricho como grande fenomeno, atração principal de TRÊS festivais No Capricho, shows lotados nas principais capitais do país, Top 3 MUNDIAL do Myspace, contrato assinado com gravadora e ainda de "quebra", namorei a menina mais incrivel do planeta.  Nunca vou me esquecer cada rosto, cada abraço, cada pessoa que veio falar comigo depois dos shows. Eu sempre fiz questão de agradecer, e se pudesse, daria um grande abraço em cada um que me ajudou a viver o sonho da minha vida. Não concordo com a frase "Nada é pra sempre", acho que a lembrança é eterna, e enquanto ela existir, sempre vai existir um pouquinho de cada um de vocês dentro de mim. Infelizmente nem sempre as coisas acontecem como planejamos, mas certa vez sentado em minha cama, escrevi uma música que dizia a seguinte frase: "Mas tudo deve ter o seu motivo, os sonhos NUNCA vão embora assim".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma outra frase que me marcou muito, veio de um camarada que estudou comigo e me viu, logo após um show do Catch side: "Dos cantos solitários do colégio Anglo aos grandes palcos do Brasil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado a todos que confiaram em mim,&lt;br /&gt;sem vocês, nada disso teria acontecido.&lt;br /&gt;E se hoje eu sou realizado, é porque tenho vocês comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou, mas eu volto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdão,&lt;br /&gt;Kaká.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-750172155175793937?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/750172155175793937/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/08/eu-por-eu-mesmo.html#comment-form' title='228 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/750172155175793937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/750172155175793937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/08/eu-por-eu-mesmo.html' title='Eu, por eu mesmo.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TFc0bKSZg1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dZYogrGROjM/s72-c/prasemprecatchside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>228</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-3818177059417546153</id><published>2010-07-15T06:10:00.016-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:23:19.264-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TD7RVCsZn_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/BZzacHxrFvE/s1600/1175554120_f.jpg"&gt;Kaka&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TD7RVCsZn_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/BZzacHxrFvE/s320/1175554120_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494058754869141490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TD7SWfjPWLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tdiopJeelSQ/s1600/antigas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TD7SWfjPWLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tdiopJeelSQ/s320/antigas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494059879306844338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TD7TAYHIU0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/lyRtqsHc8-I/s1600/cs20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TD7TAYHIU0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/lyRtqsHc8-I/s320/cs20101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494060598864401218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TD7VLpOBhWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/01svZlAL8EY/s1600/2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TD7VLpOBhWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/01svZlAL8EY/s320/2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494062991458534754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As maiores decisões da vida são tomadas nas menores situações, e quando nos damos conta, descobrimos que não foi por uma pequena causa que não aconteceu, mas sim por um grande motivo que ainda está por vir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaká Reis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-3818177059417546153?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3818177059417546153/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/07/as-maiores-decisoes-da-vida-sao-tomadas.html#comment-form' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/3818177059417546153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/3818177059417546153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/07/as-maiores-decisoes-da-vida-sao-tomadas.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/TD7RVCsZn_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/BZzacHxrFvE/s72-c/1175554120_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-1678622909129106198</id><published>2010-05-22T01:41:00.015-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:24:05.713-02:00</updated><title type='text'>22:36.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"Eu vivo em um círculo  vicioso,eu moro com os números e só eles entendem os meus passos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Não tenho pressa, afinal de contas, eu sempre acabo  parando no mesmo lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Eu desafio seus medos,eu  mexo com suas idéias e invado os seus compromissos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Eu sou o tempo que você pediu, eu sou o seu despertar  de todas as manhãs,é pra MIM que você olha a cada segundo perdido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não se prenda ao que você  não tem, mas não solte aquilo que é seu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu te sigo em cada parte do  mundo, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eu inverto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;os meus números para não ser percebido&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Você pode até  tentar viver sem mim, mas quando eu não marco os seus passos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;o tempo  não existe pra você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Quem  sou eu? O relógio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaká Reis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-1678622909129106198?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/1678622909129106198/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/05/eu-vivo-em-um-circulo-viciosoeu-moro.html#comment-form' title='25 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/1678622909129106198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/1678622909129106198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/05/eu-vivo-em-um-circulo-viciosoeu-moro.html' title='22:36.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-6618075005677952549</id><published>2010-03-30T02:52:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:24:44.302-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais do mesmo.</title><content type='html'>(...) Ele entra pela porta, ela sai pelos fundos.&lt;br /&gt;Ele se pergunta se ela ja foi, ela quer saber se ele ainda esta lá.&lt;br /&gt;Ele volta no tempo, ela quer esse tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Ele quer acha-la, ela quer ser achada.&lt;br /&gt;Ele pensa em desistir, ela prefere desistir.&lt;br /&gt;Ele acha que ela nao sabe, ela acha que ele nao sabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele queria um motivo, ela queria uma razao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele sai pela porta, ela entra pelos fundos.&lt;br /&gt;Ele decide sair, ela cogita chamar.&lt;br /&gt;Ele pensa em voltar, ela volta a pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Ele resolve seguir , ela resolve deixar (...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kaká Reis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-6618075005677952549?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/6618075005677952549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/03/mais-do-mesmo.html#comment-form' title='32 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/6618075005677952549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/6618075005677952549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/03/mais-do-mesmo.html' title='Mais do mesmo.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-8183572773677395348</id><published>2010-03-09T02:01:00.018-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:42:04.152-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pane.</title><content type='html'>Agora conta o que me resta. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;É que de pouco eu tenho muito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mas que de muito não tenho nada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É que eu vivo de impulso, de palavra viva, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;de lembrança eterna, ja esquecida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te acalma, mas não te salva,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e o que não te salva não te protege de&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NINGUÉM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De quem você foge se não de&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VOCÊ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;mesmo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me sinto antigo, me sinto precoce, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;eu sou de todos os jeitos, de tantos defeitos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sou um pouco de tudo, igual a você, diferente de mim, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EU SOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ASSIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perceba que você não precisa encontrar todas as coisas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mas sim deixar que todas as outras encontrem você. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Agora olha a tua volta e faz do teu desejo um caminho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mas não perde o caminho de volta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e você &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEMPRE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;terá a quem recorrer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kaká Reis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-8183572773677395348?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/8183572773677395348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/03/agora-conta-o-que-me-resta.html#comment-form' title='19 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/8183572773677395348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/8183572773677395348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/03/agora-conta-o-que-me-resta.html' title='Pane.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-7553532094376754112</id><published>2010-02-21T02:14:00.025-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:35:57.059-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Quanto tempo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/S4DHm0zBmFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qU-srzydIXk/s1600-h/Imagem+220+menor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440567819685173330" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 214px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/S4DHm0zBmFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qU-srzydIXk/s320/Imagem+220+menor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Perco meus sapatos mas não perco o meu chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Perco meu tempo mas não perco a situação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Perco minha cabeça mas não perco a condição&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perco meu desejo mas não perco a intuição&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Perco mil amores mas não perco a inspiração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Posso perder todas as coisas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;coisas que não sinto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;coisas que não vejo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Somos nós,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;eu, você, alguem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;É de birra esse meu legado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;guardo de minhas perdas, os muros do meu reinado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kaká Reis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-7553532094376754112?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/7553532094376754112/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/02/coper.html#comment-form' title='29 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/7553532094376754112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/7553532094376754112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2010/02/coper.html' title='Quanto tempo.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/S4DHm0zBmFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qU-srzydIXk/s72-c/Imagem+220+menor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-6866423490312899503</id><published>2009-08-20T18:40:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:36:40.167-02:00</updated><title type='text'>2008.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/So3G2d6WwLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qtILrq8X3TA/s1600-h/kaka.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372168569567494322" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 265px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/So3G2d6WwLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qtILrq8X3TA/s320/kaka.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/So3EZsIxkCI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aU41jFnapTU/s1600-h/DSC_3539+menor.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olá blogueiros! Primeiramente gostaria de agradecer os comentários, (tanto aqui como lá no meu orkut) fico imensamente feliz em saber que muitos gostam do que eu escrevo. Algumas pessoas me perguntam da onde vem a inspiração, como é e etc. Na verdade, tudo que eu escrevo é o que eu sinto, não invento palavras nem tento falar dificil para impressionar. É tudo natural, como a vida. Sou natural, não faço tipo para as pessoas, talvez o meu jeito afaste muita gente. Alguns consideram "seco" , eu considero "Eu". Eu sou assim, do jeito que eu sou. Independente de tudo que me aconteceu, vi que não existe certo ou errado, existe sim o tal ponto de vista. A guerra de argumentos, o "querer" , a vitória. Acho que a maior vitória do homem é estar vivo, ja que a unica certeza que temos é a morte. Não existe impossivel, existe desleixo. "Não consigo tocar aquele instrumento" - Se você praticar todos os dias, não há como não aprender. "Gosto daquela pessoa e sinto falta" - Mas não faço nada para mostrar a ela que sinto saudades. São inúmeros exemplos de que não existe nada que você não imagine que não possa ser realizado. O grande barato do ser humano é que mesmo tendo todas as respostas para as suas perguntas (exceto a morte) , ele insiste em não querer ouvi-las.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é facil, Difíceis somos nós.&lt;br /&gt;Kaká Reis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-6866423490312899503?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/6866423490312899503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/08/2008.html#comment-form' title='44 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/6866423490312899503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/6866423490312899503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/08/2008.html' title='2008.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/So3G2d6WwLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qtILrq8X3TA/s72-c/kaka.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-373272253623201256</id><published>2009-08-17T21:39:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T03:45:03.331-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Will of the wind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sou velho como o passado, novo como o abusado . Sou amarelo como a timidez, vermelho como a insensatez. Sou homem que não cresce, menino que não envelhece. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sou como a confiança amiga, uma vez quebrada, jamais mantida. Sou tão leve que nem sinto, a vida que eu levo, a vida que eu vivo. "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaká Reis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-373272253623201256?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/373272253623201256/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/08/sou-velho-como-o-passado-novo-como-o.html#comment-form' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/373272253623201256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/373272253623201256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/08/sou-velho-como-o-passado-novo-como-o.html' title='Will of the wind.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-7337361708369953510</id><published>2009-08-08T21:44:00.019-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:43:26.780-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu nunca vou te abandonar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/S8Xq6GSuL0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/JAZLuGhFCaY/s1600/OgAAAJP397xx2PBZQnJSGWwS1PgTMIdFwwBKyRs4ezQdM3o5_HJ6wxq1r6fr4NJf9eJx1MWJ52lpLrvFZ6l9DyAE5hYAm1T1UOVQN3I1M1s46RxCZ8tXJgqB6sNM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/S8Xq6GSuL0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/JAZLuGhFCaY/s320/OgAAAJP397xx2PBZQnJSGWwS1PgTMIdFwwBKyRs4ezQdM3o5_HJ6wxq1r6fr4NJf9eJx1MWJ52lpLrvFZ6l9DyAE5hYAm1T1UOVQN3I1M1s46RxCZ8tXJgqB6sNM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460028407099043650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sou daqueles que explode ao ver tua estrela surgir. Sou inconstante como você, identificado com a tua historia, talvez por isso te admire tanto. Se quer facilidade faça outra opção. Somos como o preto e branco unidos pelo tempo em qualquer direção. Somos explosivos, te deixamos pra trás a cada decepção, e segundos depois conseguimos te amar ainda mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gostamos de você por você ser assim, único.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você pode não ser de todos, mas enquanto eu viver, será sempre meu, Botafogo.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaká Reis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-7337361708369953510?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/7337361708369953510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-nunca-vou-te-abandonar.html#comment-form' title='21 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/7337361708369953510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/7337361708369953510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-nunca-vou-te-abandonar.html' title='Eu nunca vou te abandonar.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/S8Xq6GSuL0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/JAZLuGhFCaY/s72-c/OgAAAJP397xx2PBZQnJSGWwS1PgTMIdFwwBKyRs4ezQdM3o5_HJ6wxq1r6fr4NJf9eJx1MWJ52lpLrvFZ6l9DyAE5hYAm1T1UOVQN3I1M1s46RxCZ8tXJgqB6sNM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-2952963082408483388</id><published>2009-08-05T22:25:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T03:48:46.275-02:00</updated><title type='text'>The wonders - A melhor banda que nunca existiu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/SnoxR1fXp4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/g0fYg3JOXHc/s1600-h/the-wonders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/SnoxR1fXp4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/g0fYg3JOXHc/s320/the-wonders.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366656088451557250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A melhor banda que nunca existiu. Perdi as contas de quantas vezes ouvi a pergunta "Po Kaká, The Wonders não existiu ?" Não, o The Wonders nunca existiu, só existiu na inteligentissima cabeça de Tom hanks, diretor deste magnifico filme. Acho incrivel a realidade que é passada nos dialogos internos da banda, Tom hanks conseguiu criar o clima perfeito de uma banda de verdade. As vaidades, os medos e as ilusões. Uma musica de sucesso, meninas gritando por todos os lados, o The wonders termina do mesmo jeito que começou : Como a melhor banda que nunca existiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvindo eles , é claro.&lt;br /&gt;The Wonders - I need you.&lt;br /&gt;(Que musica incrivel , não consigo parar de ouvi-la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaká Reis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-2952963082408483388?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/2952963082408483388/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/08/wonders-melhor-banda-que-nunca-existiu.html#comment-form' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/2952963082408483388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/2952963082408483388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/08/wonders-melhor-banda-que-nunca-existiu.html' title='The wonders - A melhor banda que nunca existiu.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/SnoxR1fXp4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/g0fYg3JOXHc/s72-c/the-wonders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-1408127688377396152</id><published>2009-08-04T12:19:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T03:46:47.181-02:00</updated><title type='text'>50´s !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/SnhSRqOeDoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-kiz260rxU0/s1600-h/casal-50s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/SnhSRqOeDoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-kiz260rxU0/s320/casal-50s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366129419358178946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taí uma época em que queria ter nascido. Acho que fascinante seria pouco perto do que imagino que tenha sido essa década. Brinco dizendo que queria ter nascido em 1940, vivido minha adolescencia nos anos 50 e fomado minha banda nos anos 60! Acho demais tudo que leio e vejo sobre, tão diferente dos tempos atuais, os conceitos, o jeito de se vestir, falar e pensar. Alguns amigos e conhecidos dizem que tenho pensamentos velhos, que eu parei no tempo pelo meu jeito de pensar e agir. De certa forma eles tem razão, não abro mão de algumas coisas que pra mim são corretas,  talvez por isso tenha dificuldades em socializar com a modernidade em que as pessoas vivem. Esses conceitos modernos, essas espertezas, não fazem parte de mim. Sou a moda antiga,  frequentador dos shows do The Fascinators e do The Contours no antigo endereço de Ridgewood Bedford Stuyvessant, Brooklin, fascinado em conhecer a doce Rose Marie na qual eles falam tão bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaká Reis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-1408127688377396152?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/1408127688377396152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/08/50s.html#comment-form' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/1408127688377396152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/1408127688377396152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/08/50s.html' title='50´s !'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/SnhSRqOeDoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-kiz260rxU0/s72-c/casal-50s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-3145442405449995998</id><published>2009-07-23T00:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:09:16.294-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Água, Ar e Comida.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/Smfe50RSAqI/AAAAAAAAADA/eRlWqEwrF6o/s1600-h/tunel+joa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361498966272901794" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 250px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/Smfe50RSAqI/AAAAAAAAADA/eRlWqEwrF6o/s320/tunel+joa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O dia amanhece como o nascimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O nascimento de uma nova vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A vida que não planejamos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A vida que queremos viver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O querer de alguem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alguem que não somos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mas queremos ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somos todos nada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feitos como o vento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dóceis quando a brisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Destruidores quando a tormenta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Precursores de algo existente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;como o nascimento da vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e sua primeira alvorada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nós somos tudo, não somos nada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-3145442405449995998?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3145442405449995998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/07/conversas-de-bar.html#comment-form' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/3145442405449995998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/3145442405449995998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/07/conversas-de-bar.html' title='Água, Ar e Comida.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/Smfe50RSAqI/AAAAAAAAADA/eRlWqEwrF6o/s72-c/tunel+joa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-5666317765321342353</id><published>2009-07-11T17:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T20:34:46.363-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De volta para o futuro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/Slj4sO7IZMI/AAAAAAAAABg/F2BCyau9aBE/s1600-h/De%2520Volta%2520para%2520o%2520Futuro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357305195561247938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/Slj4sO7IZMI/AAAAAAAAABg/F2BCyau9aBE/s320/De%2520Volta%2520para%2520o%2520Futuro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não poderia começar este blog de outra forma. Quem me conhece a fundo sabe que eu sou fã incondicional deste mega classico. Na minha opinião, o melhor filme de todos os tempos. Estou falando de "De volta para o futuro". Não sei porque mas sou fascinado por essa ideia de viajar no tempo, poder alterar fatos e recuperar o tempo que não volta mais. Pra quem nunca viu, vale a pena.. apesar de ser um filme considerado "velho" , é de uma linguagem super moderna. Umas sacadas genias.. da até vontade de rever! A sequencia de "De volta para o futuro 2" e "De volta para o futuro 3" são sensacionais também , mas acho que Steven Spielberg viajou um pouco ao trocar o classico carro De lorean por um velho trem em 1855 . Nesta foto acima, temos Jennifer(Namorada do Marty), Marty Mcfly e Dr Emett Brown. Não vou contar mais pois tenho certeza que muitos irão querer conferir este filme. VALE MUITO A PENA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-5666317765321342353?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/5666317765321342353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/07/nao-poderia-comecar-este-blog-de-outra.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/5666317765321342353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/5666317765321342353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/07/nao-poderia-comecar-este-blog-de-outra.html' title='De volta para o futuro.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XmQer1NwvGo/Slj4sO7IZMI/AAAAAAAAABg/F2BCyau9aBE/s72-c/De%2520Volta%2520para%2520o%2520Futuro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8220495527811144279.post-3248062895794672499</id><published>2009-07-11T11:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:03:47.993-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Capítulo I.</title><content type='html'>Alô, você!&lt;br /&gt;Que dificuldade para encontrar um nome para este blog, aliás, nem tive tantas dificuldades, só que tive que usar a letra "U" ao invés do "O" pro título ja que uma pessoa que não posta em seu blog desde 2004 está usando este nome. Bacana, não?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, neste blog falarei sobre... e sobre... sem esquecer é claro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que gostem!&lt;br /&gt;Kaká Reis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8220495527811144279-3248062895794672499?l=ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3248062895794672499/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-comeco.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/3248062895794672499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8220495527811144279/posts/default/3248062895794672499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ublogdoeusozinho.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-comeco.html' title='Capítulo I.'/><author><name>Kaká Reis.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14312009512380723534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqyC8irVn_c/TrTC9tbtsCI/AAAAAAAAANI/H6QwCg11HLA/s220/knc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
