tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7653582793231242862024-02-22T08:11:02.454-08:00Projeto ReflexãoSomos um Grupo de diferentes habilidades artísticas que reunidos formamos o Sarau Reflexão... Nosso público alvo é a terceira idade,
Levando Arte e Cultura.Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.comBlogger160125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-45672835250769689492023-10-01T16:02:00.003-07:002023-10-01T16:06:57.494-07:00Homenagem ao dia internacional do idoso<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyigI_Ao4U57skpwPCnDzlAhGV1qjVRriGq2hoOL1S6dEzVd9nvyBc1Z9eIzToi4E6E2gCQzdcnjW46XVxbJA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-37933459670627819662023-10-01T16:00:00.003-07:002023-10-01T16:00:40.778-07:0001 de outubro, dia internacional do idoso.<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipMWK8eRjGyPLinmnhzprq1o3EAQEqQNQQfsKWM0vWAZYRL5gFmu46OSFuTeM0UI2ekhBu2PHikIfl3rOddlEm_4kEAe8bXuv1htApEKvEeWOWegZ3l2rymWe2bnAX6LG5KoIE2RKBLSXfTguS0otVB5UHDGhVA2GqqGjPZuZYneKlbg_n0_82NxHxLUlm/s1177/Semana-do-Idoso-1-e1506091443104.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="892" data-original-width="1177" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipMWK8eRjGyPLinmnhzprq1o3EAQEqQNQQfsKWM0vWAZYRL5gFmu46OSFuTeM0UI2ekhBu2PHikIfl3rOddlEm_4kEAe8bXuv1htApEKvEeWOWegZ3l2rymWe2bnAX6LG5KoIE2RKBLSXfTguS0otVB5UHDGhVA2GqqGjPZuZYneKlbg_n0_82NxHxLUlm/s400/Semana-do-Idoso-1-e1506091443104.jpg"/></a></div>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-62673377811510684492023-06-26T15:16:00.005-07:002023-06-26T15:16:49.983-07:00Evento Projeto Reflexão 25/06/2023<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCYOfxKlUI-6-YhRQZt3FmK54KQGQ0p83LHOD4Pr7UTTZKINmiBoyEFgHFDL6H9bhPmEc8yJ63ObCeDTz2Go_AKyeaos7tR_Wk5AfwjIA_NxgnRbpmykQSUwrdiT_nnZ0Zkgmdd0JV9xIRz0sSeMwbDBh71iFv2cKqVTvUbDpmDwnWYHaJXYiOEiks1xKg/s462/Captura%20de%20tela%202023-06-26%20182900.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" height="320" data-original-height="462" data-original-width="325" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCYOfxKlUI-6-YhRQZt3FmK54KQGQ0p83LHOD4Pr7UTTZKINmiBoyEFgHFDL6H9bhPmEc8yJ63ObCeDTz2Go_AKyeaos7tR_Wk5AfwjIA_NxgnRbpmykQSUwrdiT_nnZ0Zkgmdd0JV9xIRz0sSeMwbDBh71iFv2cKqVTvUbDpmDwnWYHaJXYiOEiks1xKg/s320/Captura%20de%20tela%202023-06-26%20182900.jpg"/></a></div>
Festa Junina
As festas juninas são celebrações que acontecem todos os anos no mês de junho.
São tradicionais em todo o Brasil, especialmente na região Nordeste.
São festas que comemoram os santos da quadra junina: Santo Antônio no dia 13 de junho, São João, dia 24 de junho, e São Pedro, dia 29 de junho.
É comum as festas juninas também serem chamadas de festas de São João ou mesmo de arraial.
Nas festas brasileiras se dança quadrilha, enfeitam-se os lugares com bandeirinhas e balões, usa-se roupas quadriculadas ou "caipiras", e se come alimentos derivados do milho e da mandioca.
Apesar de ter uma influência cristã, as celebrações de junho têm origem pagã. Elas estão relacionadas com os festejos de solstício de verão, no hemisfério norte, e solstício de inverno, no hemisfério sul.
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Na tarde de domingo, fechamos com as melhores apresentações, com muita arte e cultura para os nossos amados e amadas da terceira idade, trouxemos a cápsula do tempo, com sinalizações de músicas atemporais e destacamos o surgimento da festa junina e a influência no mundo, representando por expressões culturais, através da dança, da música, contação de história, poema e poesia.
Sobre as comidas típicas deixamos alguns doces para os nossos amados!
viva a arte! viva a cultura!
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se vê, já são 6 horas: há tempo…<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />
Quando se vê, já é 6ª-feira…<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />
Quando se vê, passaram 60 anos!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />
Agora, é tarde demais para ser reprovado…<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><p style="background: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.8125rem; margin: 15pt 0cm; overflow-wrap: break-word;"><span style="font-size: 1.125rem;"><b><i><span style="color: #404040; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">E se me dessem – um dia – uma outra
oportunidade,</span></i></b></span><b style="font-size: 1.125rem;"><i><span style="font-size: 1.125rem;">eu nem olhava o relógio.</span></i></b></p><p style="background: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.8125rem; margin: 15pt 0cm; overflow-wrap: break-word;"><b><i><span style="color: #404040; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">seguia
sempre em frente…</span></i></b></p><p style="background: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.8125rem; margin: 15pt 0cm; overflow-wrap: break-word;"><b style="font-size: 1.125rem;"><i><span style="color: #404040; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt;">E iria jogando pelo caminho a casca dourada
e inútil das hora</span>.</i></b></p><p style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 1.8125rem; margin: 20px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 5px 0px;"><span style="color: #404040; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.125rem;"> Mario Quintana. Fonte: </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-size: 18px;"><span style="color: #404040; font-family: Georgia, serif;">https://www.culturagenial.com/poemas-mario-quintana/</span></span></p><div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #404040; font-family: Muli, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 2.5rem; line-height: 1.2; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 1.25rem; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #404040; font-family: Muli, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 2.5rem; line-height: 1.2; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 1.25rem; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #404040; font-family: Muli, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 2.5rem; line-height: 1.2; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 1.25rem; text-align: left;"><br /></div><p style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #404040; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.8125rem; margin: 20px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 5px 0px;"><br /></p>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-18133220352311881112022-08-25T12:15:00.007-07:002022-08-25T12:17:28.570-07:00Uma dose de cordel<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdq32uGxH-g33AryNPxmQpG1zvOtr7LeF0lFSm04qGE3P6I51nhHgr7gc8VLyvIRaWemcKafb6arPK3frcDqWcVXvEL_TR4b04XaFsW42JeERxjMsrDjelYhbMyc72AQG8uwiZnIDoMyPuuYLkt4MlR0Vt_NoXpDCWIPXGDGF384KrGnyN5KOWkONGnA/s591/pavao-misterioso-cordel.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="487" data-original-width="591" height="264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdq32uGxH-g33AryNPxmQpG1zvOtr7LeF0lFSm04qGE3P6I51nhHgr7gc8VLyvIRaWemcKafb6arPK3frcDqWcVXvEL_TR4b04XaFsW42JeERxjMsrDjelYhbMyc72AQG8uwiZnIDoMyPuuYLkt4MlR0Vt_NoXpDCWIPXGDGF384KrGnyN5KOWkONGnA/s320/pavao-misterioso-cordel.webp" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><em style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #404040; font-family: Muli, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1.75rem; font-weight: 700;">O romance do pavão misterioso</em><span style="background-color: white; color: #404040; font-family: Muli, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1.75rem; font-weight: 700;"> </span><p></p><h2 style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #404040; font-family: Muli, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-weight: 700; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 1.2; margin: 1.3em 0px 1em; orphans: 2; text-align: start; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: 1.75rem;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;">José Camelo de Melo Resende</span></h2><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #404040; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.125rem;">Eu vou contar uma história</span></p><p style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #404040; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.8125rem; margin: 20px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 5px 0px;">De um pavão misterioso<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Que levantou vôo na Grécia<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Com um rapaz corajoso<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Raptando uma condessa<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Filha de um conde orgulhoso.</p><p style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #404040; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.8125rem; margin: 20px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 5px 0px;">Residia na Turquia<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Um viúvo capitalista<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Pai de dois filhos solteiros<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />O mais velho João Batista<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Então o filho mais novo<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Se chamava Evangelista.</p><p style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #404040; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.8125rem; margin: 20px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 5px 0px;">O velho turco era dono<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Duma fábrica de tecidos<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Com largas propriedades<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Dinheiro e bens possuídos<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Deu de herança a seus filhos<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Porque eram bem unidos (...)</p><p style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #404040; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.8125rem; margin: 20px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 5px 0px;">Fonte: https://www.culturagenial.com/cordel-nordestino-poemas/</p><p style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #404040; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.8125rem; margin: 20px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 5px 0px;"><br /></p>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-58260498856798945612022-08-22T06:21:00.006-07:002022-08-22T06:23:30.587-07:00Tente outra vez...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgd9J0TufFcJtBQTXKI2Wag-Qh7t0uA2N7UBlQssPuUW94GL5SDAU1uckvlzgnORj0_4Py27aXEpvW_7Qx1gX4_T55XjCxnMlRMZehw3jwUu_gzLGHlJzHVzQyQLk31Z6clC4OyEjX_AYyoruHoZWwz_2lvXtQgyHUjY73xHBMCrWQYs2wnPgKlgop6xA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="356" data-original-width="550" height="227" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgd9J0TufFcJtBQTXKI2Wag-Qh7t0uA2N7UBlQssPuUW94GL5SDAU1uckvlzgnORj0_4Py27aXEpvW_7Qx1gX4_T55XjCxnMlRMZehw3jwUu_gzLGHlJzHVzQyQLk31Z6clC4OyEjX_AYyoruHoZWwz_2lvXtQgyHUjY73xHBMCrWQYs2wnPgKlgop6xA=w417-h227" width="417" /></a><p class="frase fr" id="ODI0NjY1" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #403e3b; display: inline-block; font-family: Roboto, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px; padding: 15px 20px 5px 35px; position: relative; text-align: left; width: 650.656px;">Eu estou sempre fazendo aquilo que não sou capaz,</p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><p class="frase fr" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #403e3b; display: inline-block; font-family: Roboto, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px; padding: 15px 20px 5px 35px; position: relative; text-align: left; width: 650.656px;"> Numa tentativa de aprender como fazê-lo.</p><div class="autor" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #78726c; display: inline-block; font-family: Roboto, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: 0.75rem; line-height: 1.3; padding: 10px 20px 20px 35px; text-align: left; width: 650.656px;"><a href="https://www.pensador.com/autor/vincent_van_gogh/" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #316fd3; text-decoration-line: none;">Vincent van Gogh</a></div></div><div><span face="Roboto, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Segoe UI, Helvetica Neue, Arial, sans-serif, Apple Color Emoji, Segoe UI Emoji, Segoe UI Symbol" style="color: #78726c;"><span style="font-size: 12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span face="Roboto, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Segoe UI, Helvetica Neue, Arial, sans-serif, Apple Color Emoji, Segoe UI Emoji, Segoe UI Symbol" style="color: #78726c;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">Fonte: https://www.pensador.com/tentativa/</span><br /></span><p> <br /></p></div>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-78179786020285195492022-08-11T12:49:00.001-07:002022-08-11T12:49:14.516-07:00Braulio Bessa - Desvalorização dos valores<iframe style="background-image:url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/GeSPSpkAB6c/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/GeSPSpkAB6c" frameborder="0"></iframe>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-81594870153657897432022-08-06T13:31:00.000-07:002022-08-06T13:31:26.109-07:00Raul Seixas - O sonho acabou?<iframe style="background-image:url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/cFXtT4F7tPM/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/cFXtT4F7tPM" frameborder="0"></iframe>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-33733969102928799212022-08-02T11:40:00.000-07:002022-08-02T11:40:40.506-07:00Bráulio Bessa faz cordel sobre os padrões de beleza - Encontro com Fátim...<iframe width="480" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/YCkYowDc1NA" frameborder="0"></iframe>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-64684825552509103282022-07-23T13:13:00.003-07:002022-07-23T13:13:47.608-07:00Lembrete...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="485" data-original-width="1024" height="201" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinOvRp14rCXQkIo8_P6glBPxWILo0fRy4LnJ000mde3pUMuyPc6sMuXUntDyl4C_L2Yrye8erzl2tsI5UmHePx1vG10cB8jEHPQ7Gjdl593nOcrNj_NC8vqCqgmJ9D1yRecWkviDh7djvHA-vyS1081vLAnR4LCYvleHd6VmiGpaxSF8ha19n5tPvQlg/w415-h201/The-power-of-resilience.jpg" width="415" /></a></div><p></p><p class="frase fr" id="NzIyNDY1" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #403e3b; display: inline-block; font-family: Roboto, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px; padding: 15px 20px 5px 35px; position: relative; width: 650.656px;">Lute. Acredite. Conquiste. Perca. Deseje. Espere. </p><div><p class="frase fr" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #403e3b; display: inline-block; font-family: Roboto, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px; padding: 15px 20px 5px 35px; position: relative; width: 650.656px;">Alcance. Invada. Caia. Seja tudo o quiser ser, mas, acima de tudo, </p></div><div><p class="frase fr" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #403e3b; display: inline-block; font-family: Roboto, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px; padding: 15px 20px 5px 35px; position: relative; width: 650.656px;">seja você sempre.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="autor" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #78726c; display: inline-block; font-family: Roboto, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: 0.75rem; line-height: 1.3; padding: 10px 20px 20px 35px; text-align: left; width: 650.656px;"><a href="https://www.pensador.com/autor/tumblr/" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #316fd3; text-decoration-line: none;">Tumblr</a></div></div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte: https://www.pensador.com/frases_de_superacao/</div></div>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-65692519858139254832022-06-20T13:48:00.000-07:002022-06-20T13:48:05.834-07:00Retrato - Cecilia Meireles<iframe style="background-image:url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/hYEMQ0Gbe38/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/hYEMQ0Gbe38" frameborder="0"></iframe>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-30140756366594404752022-06-15T14:49:00.002-07:002022-06-15T14:49:43.767-07:00Sonhador (Nildo Cordel)<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgDC7hkiMh3E8ueFEKwN7WFE88d07u8X5oM066UPcACM-nDAmaNtGpFQTvahmp4EV0E1WQDtbw1SOj1-Mz2jwzxWYQ0C3zn1qg45ktlQdGY89IzVpyDBtzvaWvIQcGeXz0j9C38chHeUXUzjfFjcV0exhT059d47LhFhlbxW6C--ZR9j7tLWjUJ66vQzQ" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="655" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgDC7hkiMh3E8ueFEKwN7WFE88d07u8X5oM066UPcACM-nDAmaNtGpFQTvahmp4EV0E1WQDtbw1SOj1-Mz2jwzxWYQ0C3zn1qg45ktlQdGY89IzVpyDBtzvaWvIQcGeXz0j9C38chHeUXUzjfFjcV0exhT059d47LhFhlbxW6C--ZR9j7tLWjUJ66vQzQ" width="314" /></a></div><p></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.5em;">Viver é um desafio<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Desafiar é viver<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Por isso eu vou vivendo<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Sempre buscando aprender<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Para não ser devorado<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Pela falta de saber.</p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0.5em 0px;">Se posso dou um sorriso<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Se não posso, um lamento<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Mas não fico esperando<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Sonhando sou avarento<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E busco sonhar meu sonhos<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Até no sopro do vento.</p><p></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0.5em 0px 0px;">Nas gotas fracas da chuva<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Que a terra vai borrifando<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E faz levantar o cheiro<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />De chuva que vou cheirando<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Eu sonho dias melhores<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E levo a vida cantando.</p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0.5em 0px 0px;"><br /></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0.5em 0px 0px;">Fonte: https://www.pensador.com/poemas_de_cordel_para_voce_se_encantar/</p>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-38281661898017807052022-05-10T06:22:00.002-07:002022-05-10T06:22:39.247-07:00Permitir...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgnUSsnhx4zTIO7mdFv9lTl9wraZ3-ubwkXhjoL0bmFNebYPGf2PGoB4yri4yGTXwzNYwAT8KVLNxe41mhjELFiJlLKmEZAMiSzWP5eKeMnhyKNXwKFKUrXWTqMh1f-afH8lMWJO5pd1zkKEt02H-TAzR-ABS2kj-SM1EVZUmTW1HgUgl49T20-2BxU9A" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="655" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgnUSsnhx4zTIO7mdFv9lTl9wraZ3-ubwkXhjoL0bmFNebYPGf2PGoB4yri4yGTXwzNYwAT8KVLNxe41mhjELFiJlLKmEZAMiSzWP5eKeMnhyKNXwKFKUrXWTqMh1f-afH8lMWJO5pd1zkKEt02H-TAzR-ABS2kj-SM1EVZUmTW1HgUgl49T20-2BxU9A=w436-h288" width="436" /></a></div><p><br /></p>Fonte: https://www.pensador.com/melhores_frases_de_reflexao_sobre_a_vida/<p></p>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-78864637368869502852022-04-06T14:31:00.001-07:002022-04-06T14:31:45.944-07:00"Meu coração não aprendeu nada" | Fernando Pessoa | Maria Bethânia<iframe width="480" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/2mjyyCrf6eQ" frameborder="0"></iframe>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-34976529551712850972022-04-06T14:27:00.002-07:002022-04-06T14:27:30.948-07:00Quando Encontrar Alguém | Poema atribuído a Drummond de Andrade mas é d...<iframe frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/X5VIHCviEhQ" style="background-image: url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/X5VIHCviEhQ/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"></iframe><div><br /></div><div>Fonte: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X5VIHCviEhQ</div>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-80432635335827576142022-04-01T12:31:00.001-07:002022-04-01T12:31:28.075-07:00Bem Vindo Mês de Abril<p> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvTlv9WCfjflHf9AnQvKs0z9XFuVy0db4BH3L4wmBIENTZHCC_-GYgkaeXNcLt4ikJuR572k_H7loOQlJWBCGe9Ti-R4u6NMw2ZSEAUuy3cWVpnVYugP3iflL-7TOgyucsybUEqO8vqqccNAIG_By9-Jz0r5EmQfonOERUnSxcl3iDKiliva4o1Js0zA/s920/png-transparent-drawing-love-thought-emotion-standing-in-the-heart-of-the-child-child-photography-people.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="625" data-original-width="920" height="242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvTlv9WCfjflHf9AnQvKs0z9XFuVy0db4BH3L4wmBIENTZHCC_-GYgkaeXNcLt4ikJuR572k_H7loOQlJWBCGe9Ti-R4u6NMw2ZSEAUuy3cWVpnVYugP3iflL-7TOgyucsybUEqO8vqqccNAIG_By9-Jz0r5EmQfonOERUnSxcl3iDKiliva4o1Js0zA/w435-h242/png-transparent-drawing-love-thought-emotion-standing-in-the-heart-of-the-child-child-photography-people.png" width="435" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1.125rem;">Quem ama extremamente, deixa de viver em si e vive no que ama.</span></p><span class="autor" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.75rem; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-left: 25px;">Platão</span><span class="autor" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.75rem; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-left: 25px;"><br /></span><span class="autor" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.75rem; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-left: 25px;">Fonte: https://www.pensador.com/autor/platao/</span>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-52988296385094285282022-02-15T10:57:00.000-08:002022-02-15T10:57:10.622-08:00NÃO DESISTA | Famoso Poema Motivacional para que você SEJA FORTE 🙌🥊<iframe width="480" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/B4yBJgjSNuM" frameborder="0"></iframe>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-73709279165118063102022-02-15T10:48:00.001-08:002022-02-15T10:48:16.961-08:00Vamos em frente?<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiJ5NypwDcrOJu0idqMDVocHyod43uplgKowIQZX9fLe-yRGZlhGExR0Yp26RIUeoqU_57nTXIEe0NwG3RgBCrDKwXFtzU97kRXV6nl7rWqqIVsst8F-EfcJZIkCZ38IuI8zuCssbpkY5Ay55I9OdEk5bkaFz_0hOCp5SV10OKEG27_Uuq2je7cI6FN1A=s377" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="163" data-original-width="377" height="178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiJ5NypwDcrOJu0idqMDVocHyod43uplgKowIQZX9fLe-yRGZlhGExR0Yp26RIUeoqU_57nTXIEe0NwG3RgBCrDKwXFtzU97kRXV6nl7rWqqIVsst8F-EfcJZIkCZ38IuI8zuCssbpkY5Ay55I9OdEk5bkaFz_0hOCp5SV10OKEG27_Uuq2je7cI6FN1A=w282-h178" width="282" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="background-color: #fafafa; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px;">As pessoas costumam dizer que a motivação não dura sempre. Bem, nem o efeito do banho, por isso recomenda-se diariamente.</span></p><p><a href="https://www.pensador.com/autor/zig_ziglar/" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(250, 250, 250); box-sizing: border-box; color: #0852ca; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-decoration-line: none;">Zig Ziglar</a></p><p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif;">Fonte: </span><a href="https://www.pensador.com/autor/zig_ziglar/" style="background-color: white; color: #660099; font-family: arial, sans-serif;">https://www.pensador.com</a><br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" /></p>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-33183669861978875922021-04-20T10:02:00.000-07:002021-04-20T10:02:27.104-07:00DAS UTOPIAS<p> </p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-lArYg0j-vuiRwI5SlZAX4mZESb7jOSiwvz4nOz5fOCSp-GCGxMhhRfe8R562nYYpyGEk38SU9sFXUIcK5BH5L1sc0M3c56nfpAvqX5QT2Tlb02rZdjWITPYmEU82n0BcElR9yecJfQ2b/s279/8699297f8ad7bc1d17a1b6e4affbdea1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="172" data-original-width="279" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-lArYg0j-vuiRwI5SlZAX4mZESb7jOSiwvz4nOz5fOCSp-GCGxMhhRfe8R562nYYpyGEk38SU9sFXUIcK5BH5L1sc0M3c56nfpAvqX5QT2Tlb02rZdjWITPYmEU82n0BcElR9yecJfQ2b/s0/8699297f8ad7bc1d17a1b6e4affbdea1.jpg" /></a></div></blockquote><p class="frase fr" id="NDE3" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.3; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px 0px 0px 25px; position: relative; z-index: 0;"><i>Se as coisas são inatingíveis... ora!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Não é motivo para não querê-las...<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Que tristes os caminhos, se não fora<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />A presença distante das estrelas!</i></p><span class="autor" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.75rem; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-left: 25px;"><a href="https://www.pensador.com/autor/mario_quintana/" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; box-sizing: border-box; color: #0852ca; text-decoration-line: none;"><i>Mario Quintana</i></a></span>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-42402117982955827292021-01-05T07:23:00.001-08:002021-01-05T07:23:53.820-08:00FELIZ ANO NOVO * BRAULIO BESSA<iframe style="background-image:url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/_1XrsRuc8B0/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/_1XrsRuc8B0" frameborder="0"></iframe>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-15583752537212456882021-01-05T07:13:00.000-08:002021-01-05T07:13:41.484-08:00Opinião...<p>Atualidade...</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiM44Pog_MgiDHkyVFeElcJglHo76_H1Gaxf1etgKE5ChjVfBN9NjO3QpmIIEasEiXZEkYJDRligyNOQawRDgRhfdqQctM4W79R_ZRFICAafqAD_IdUaq3RHK2XfuLX5pA_rw1Irz1xUaH/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="176" data-original-width="375" height="202" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiM44Pog_MgiDHkyVFeElcJglHo76_H1Gaxf1etgKE5ChjVfBN9NjO3QpmIIEasEiXZEkYJDRligyNOQawRDgRhfdqQctM4W79R_ZRFICAafqAD_IdUaq3RHK2XfuLX5pA_rw1Irz1xUaH/w390-h202/image.png" width="390" /></a></div><p></p><p> </p><p><br /></p><p>Enquanto a opinião de fora for mais importante que a sua...Você se torna prisioneiro de sí mesmo.</p>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-765358279323124286.post-16344698595887832992021-01-05T07:11:00.001-08:002021-01-05T07:14:30.357-08:00Estrutura?<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQOpDLcSy_6Z890I9P3cz5wbSAnIUMJCIpqUQrFV_mBqqW4hQNHQE-0Se6Yk91rcwMO14T5h2btBACwCnrAxRpKsWjzdluy4NJIQZq8etgxWFMUo6xGMtXvKHdNr7R_tKkXu4GA0bY4HHq/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="751" data-original-width="436" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQOpDLcSy_6Z890I9P3cz5wbSAnIUMJCIpqUQrFV_mBqqW4hQNHQE-0Se6Yk91rcwMO14T5h2btBACwCnrAxRpKsWjzdluy4NJIQZq8etgxWFMUo6xGMtXvKHdNr7R_tKkXu4GA0bY4HHq/" width="139" /></a></div><p></p><p class="frase fr" id="MzM4" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1.125rem; line-height: 1.3; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px 0px 0px 25px; position: relative; z-index: 0;">Até cortar os próprios defeitos pode ser perigoso. Nunca se sabe qual é o defeito que sustenta nosso edifício inteiro.</p><p><span class="autor" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.75rem; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-left: 25px;"><a href="https://www.pensador.com/autor/clarice_lispector/" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; box-sizing: border-box; color: #0852ca; text-decoration-line: none;">Clarice Lispector</a></span><span class="autor" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.75rem; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-left: 25px;"><br /></span><span class="autor" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.75rem; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-left: 25px;"><br /></span><span class="autor" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.75rem; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-left: 25px;"><br /></span><span class="autor" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.75rem; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-left: 25px;">Fonte: https://www.pensador.com/</span><span class="autor" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.75rem; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-left: 25px;"><br /></span><span class="autor" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.75rem; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-left: 25px;"><br /></span></p>Projeto Reflexãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15477287035557905367noreply@blogger.com0