<?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-1524803650503731279</id><updated>2011-06-08T07:20:41.965+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ujuduji</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ÐDC¨*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17295208666231183631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524803650503731279.post-8323154440218395029</id><published>2007-07-15T18:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-07-15T18:07:16.945Z</updated><title type='text'>EL DISCÍPULO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cuando murió Narciso, el remanso de su placer se trocó de una copa de aguas dulces en una copa de lágrimas saladas, y llegaron llorando a través de los bosques las ninfas de las montañas, las oréades, para consolar al remanso con su canto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Y cuando vieron que el remanso se había trocado de una copa de aguas dulces en una copa de lágrimas saladas, soltaron las verdes trenzas de sus cabellos y gritando al remanso le dijeron:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- No nos sorprende que hagas un duelo tal por Narciso, tan hermoso como era.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- ¿Era hermoso Narciso? - dijo el remanso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- ¿Quién había de saberlo mejor que tú? - respondieron las ninfas-. A nosotras siempre nos desdeñaba, pero a ti te cortejaba, y solía recostarse en tus orillas e inclinarse a mirarte, y en el espejo de tus aguas reflejaba gustoso su belleza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Y el remanso respondió:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Pero yo amaba a Narciso porque, cuando recostado en mis orillas se inclinaba a mirarme, en el espejo de sus ojos veía mi propia belleza reflejada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1524803650503731279-8323154440218395029?l=ujuduji.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/feeds/8323154440218395029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1524803650503731279&amp;postID=8323154440218395029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/8323154440218395029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/8323154440218395029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/2007/07/el-discpulo.html' title='EL DISCÍPULO'/><author><name>Ricardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01664920701882337684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524803650503731279.post-8059483632486074794</id><published>2007-07-11T12:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-11T12:36:30.845Z</updated><title type='text'>Howl´s Moving Castles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya sé!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;El hechizo de Sophie se rompe cuando el amor es correspondido&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RpTOaAbhOFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NexVHfRkRmQ/s1600-h/calcifer.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085916825395476562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RpTOaAbhOFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NexVHfRkRmQ/s320/calcifer.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más de esta película: &lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/castle/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1524803650503731279-8059483632486074794?l=ujuduji.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/feeds/8059483632486074794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1524803650503731279&amp;postID=8059483632486074794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/8059483632486074794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/8059483632486074794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/2007/07/howls-moving-castles.html' title='Howl´s Moving Castles'/><author><name>ÐDC¨*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17295208666231183631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RpTOaAbhOFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NexVHfRkRmQ/s72-c/calcifer.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524803650503731279.post-8335228099157895101</id><published>2007-06-26T09:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-26T09:59:32.771Z</updated><title type='text'>A viagem de Chihiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RoDiE6RGwVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lrGlbtUKWOg/s1600-h/spirited-away-poster02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080308953662275922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RoDiE6RGwVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lrGlbtUKWOg/s320/spirited-away-poster02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu pensei que fosse uma viagem por cidades,&lt;br /&gt;uma viagem a conhecer&lt;br /&gt;novas pessoas,&lt;br /&gt;novas culturas...&lt;br /&gt;mas é uma viagem interior, a viagem da auto-superação, de ser melhor cada dia, atingir metas e ultrapassar medos, as vezes actuar sem pensar para seguir em frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valendo-se do facto que o nosso nome é nossa identidade, neste mundo de fantasmas, as personagens são controladas roubando-lhes o nome, sendo livres apenas aqueles que recordam seu nome verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Chihiro neste mundo é sempre livre porque tem um &lt;strong&gt;objectivo&lt;/strong&gt; que lhe faz ganhar forças e não se deixar consumir pela rotina, não se deixar envolver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1524803650503731279-8335228099157895101?l=ujuduji.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/feeds/8335228099157895101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1524803650503731279&amp;postID=8335228099157895101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/8335228099157895101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/8335228099157895101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/2007/06/viagem-de-chihiro.html' title='A viagem de Chihiro'/><author><name>ÐDC¨*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17295208666231183631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RoDiE6RGwVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lrGlbtUKWOg/s72-c/spirited-away-poster02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524803650503731279.post-5091166389820642041</id><published>2007-06-01T15:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-01T15:30:04.042Z</updated><title type='text'>O Mistério da Estrada de Sintra</title><content type='html'>Um filme espectacular...&lt;br /&gt;...Histórias com enredos que captam a atenção do público.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RmA695rZr5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ckl8cDD1c9U/s1600-h/foto2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071118015548469138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RmA695rZr5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ckl8cDD1c9U/s320/foto2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sinceramente fazem falta mais escritores como Eça e Ramalho, mais filmes com conteúdo, mais arte, mais coisas bem feitas como este filme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071118157282389922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RmA7GJrZr6I/AAAAAAAAAIs/BW8BVl6_ink/s320/foto1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais &lt;a href="http://www.filmesfundo.com/omisteriodaestradadesintra/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1524803650503731279-5091166389820642041?l=ujuduji.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/feeds/5091166389820642041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1524803650503731279&amp;postID=5091166389820642041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/5091166389820642041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/5091166389820642041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/2007/06/o-misterio-da-estrada-de-sintra.html' title='O Mistério da Estrada de Sintra'/><author><name>ÐDC¨*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17295208666231183631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RmA695rZr5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ckl8cDD1c9U/s72-c/foto2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524803650503731279.post-3683764649886464633</id><published>2007-05-11T09:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-11T11:55:48.408Z</updated><title type='text'>Spider-Man 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fama. Venganza. Poder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RkQ00VLCJqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/z5I82UsiODg/s1600-h/spider-man+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063229954712544930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RkQ00VLCJqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/z5I82UsiODg/s320/spider-man+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;En esta película de acción llena de extraordinarios efectos especiales, podemos reflexionar sobre temas mucho más profundos que la simple trama típica del Hombre Araña.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venganzas absurdas que transforman a las personas y destruyen amistades, como en el caso de Harry que se consume intentando matar a Peter al creerlo culpable de la muerte del padre; y lo consume tanto así que cuando este pierde momentáneamente la memoria vemos otra luz en su rostro que refleja la paz de espíritu (al olvidar su sed de venganza, pasa a ser un personaje tan más leve que sus relaciones interpersonales y consigo propio mejoran sustancialmente)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter por su lado se va consumiendo lentamente al alimentar su deseo de vengar la muerte del tío, sumado al egocentrismo que le otorga la fama, llega a olvidar sus sentimientos y a los otros…Por suerte tiene los sabios consejos de su tía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En esta película es representado este mal que nos consume en forma de un &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;parásito negro&lt;/span&gt; que se hospeda en la persona consumiéndola lentamente &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(igual que en la realidad, solo que de una forma más exterior)&lt;/span&gt; Este &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"parásito"&lt;/span&gt; aumenta y se alimenta de nuestros sentimientos de maldad (sentimientos que todos tenemos, que todos sentimos alguna vez; pero que hay quien tenga bondad en su corazón y consiga superar y liberarse de la rabia...y hay quien tenga maldad intrínseca quedando atrapado por esta)&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente, hay tiempos donde todavía se está a tiempo de deshacernos del sentimiento y perdonar...sobretodo perdonarnos a nosotros mismos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/1524803650503731279-3683764649886464633?l=ujuduji.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/feeds/3683764649886464633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1524803650503731279&amp;postID=3683764649886464633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/3683764649886464633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/3683764649886464633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/2007/05/spider-man-3.html' title='Spider-Man 3'/><author><name>ÐDC¨*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17295208666231183631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RkQ00VLCJqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/z5I82UsiODg/s72-c/spider-man+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524803650503731279.post-2487749975941742936</id><published>2007-05-03T10:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-03T10:27:25.611Z</updated><title type='text'>Music &amp; Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madurar es un proceso que es posible en la medida que nos relacionamos con los demás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/Rjm2glLCJnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/rJjhZhCk6os/s1600-h/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060276327177922162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/Rjm2glLCJnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/rJjhZhCk6os/s320/3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;¿Cuantas veces no estamos atascados en el pasado?&lt;br /&gt;¿Cuantas veces dejamos de hacer cosas porque pensamos que no tenemos talento?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta creer en nosotros, basta una persona dar el empujón para comenzar a "crear" y dejar salir el talento.&lt;br /&gt;Basta un par de palabras firmes y conscientes para comenzar a dar pasos hacia adelante, para descubrir que ya no somos los de ayer pero que si podemos hoy madurar y crecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser más y mejor....aprovechar el talento, aprender del pasado....Muchos pasos que muchas veces son más fáciles de dar en compañia.&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/1524803650503731279-2487749975941742936?l=ujuduji.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/feeds/2487749975941742936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1524803650503731279&amp;postID=2487749975941742936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/2487749975941742936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/2487749975941742936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/2007/05/music-lyrics.html' title='Music &amp; Lyrics'/><author><name>ÐDC¨*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17295208666231183631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/Rjm2glLCJnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/rJjhZhCk6os/s72-c/3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524803650503731279.post-8656739992302060738</id><published>2007-03-02T13:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-08T14:19:59.802Z</updated><title type='text'>O grande silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O sino toca.&lt;br /&gt;O corredor antes silencioso enche-se de passos.&lt;br /&gt;Minutos mais tarde as vozes ecoam na capela.&lt;br /&gt;Ali na encosta da montanha, isolados do mundo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mergulhados no silêncio, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;vivem uma vida organizada e dirigida para Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Almoçam quase sempre sozinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Acordam duas vezes durante a noite para rezar.&lt;br /&gt;Realizam as mais pequenas tarefas com cuidado e atenção.&lt;br /&gt;Há um cego que vê muito longe.&lt;br /&gt;E um velho que trabalha incansavelmente.&lt;br /&gt;Há jovens que escolhem ainda hoje entrar no “Grande Chartreusse”.&lt;br /&gt;Escolhem esta vida, este silêncio, esta solidão.&lt;br /&gt;Será este um mundo ao contrário?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Nós &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;que vivemos no mundo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;e podemos ir aonde queremos, falar quando queremos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;fazemos melhor uso da nossa liberdade e da nossa voz?&lt;br /&gt;Vivemos mais livres &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ou mais prisioneiros das expectativas e das opiniões dos outros?&lt;br /&gt;Quem entra no “Grande Chartreusse” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;encontrou não só o seu ideal de vida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;mas a sua vocação pessoal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;E nós, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;quantas desculpas inventamos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;para não procurarmos nem assumirmos um grande ideal de vida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;quanto mais uma vocação pessoal concreta e exigente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;como todas são?&lt;br /&gt;Nós &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;que não temos horários tão rígidos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;quantas vezes não temos tempo para parar, ou para rezar?&lt;br /&gt;Para nós &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;que temos todas as palavras, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;como é difícil fazer silêncio e escutar!&lt;br /&gt;Nós &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;que estamos sempre tão ocupados, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;com que cuidado realizamos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;os nossos pequenos e grandes afazeres? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Que atenção dispensamos àqueles que encontramos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037331995169803058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jqr9FdGLy_E/RegywrvOSzI/AAAAAAAAACY/RKCteyDn5_s/s400/Into_the_great_Silence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta grande maratona que é a vida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chegam mais longe os que correm sem parar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ou os que param para se deixarem encontrar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Título: «O Grande Silêncio»&lt;br /&gt;Título Original: «Into Great Silence»&lt;br /&gt;Realização: Philip Gröning&lt;br /&gt;Género: Documentário&lt;br /&gt;País: Alemanha&lt;br /&gt;Ano: 2005&lt;br /&gt;Duração: 162 min.&lt;br /&gt;mais informação &lt;a href="http://www.karmafilms.es/html/elgransilencio.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1524803650503731279-8656739992302060738?l=ujuduji.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/feeds/8656739992302060738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1524803650503731279&amp;postID=8656739992302060738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/8656739992302060738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/8656739992302060738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/2007/03/o-grande-silncio.html' title='O grande silêncio'/><author><name>ana_da_lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04268986151591729832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jqr9FdGLy_E/SYUJw6Tl9yI/AAAAAAAAAPE/EgzFGH0Gizg/S220/espera-solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jqr9FdGLy_E/RegywrvOSzI/AAAAAAAAACY/RKCteyDn5_s/s72-c/Into_the_great_Silence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524803650503731279.post-1055332902101687858</id><published>2007-01-22T17:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-23T10:05:43.486Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"  style="color:#6699cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y en la onda de los pinguinos…una comiquita divertida….dicovery channel para niños...estas comiquitas no habian en mi época (tampoco soy así tan vieja)...sólo que ahora existe la necesidad de hacer comiquitas con mensajes ecológicos y de conservación del planeta...¿Por que? Porque son los niños a quien podemos educar y sensibilizar sobre la extinction de las diferentes razas de animales, extinción esta causada por los seres humanos.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Feet presenta el otro lado de la moneda (el lado de los animals) y presenta una especie que nos parece distante, en otro mundo (allá lejos en el polo norte) pero que es aquí mismo en nuestro pequeño planeta Tierra donde las causas y efectos se sienten a nivel mundial, apesar de que muchas veces pensamos que no.&lt;br /&gt;Comiquitas de ecologia...en la esperanza que los niños de hoy sean adultos más conscientes que mi generación y así susecivamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022905644490198290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RbTyEjgkjRI/AAAAAAAAADI/0OWNcxpzZ1A/s320/happyfeet.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Queria acrescentar "Os loucos são certos na sociedade errada" Com esto digo que uma mensagem importe que se pode tirar deste filme é o de sermos fiel a nós próprios...ser diferente não implica estar errado...e nem sempre há que ser igual para ser bom.....cada quem tem os seus talentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1524803650503731279-1055332902101687858?l=ujuduji.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/feeds/1055332902101687858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1524803650503731279&amp;postID=1055332902101687858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/1055332902101687858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/1055332902101687858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-feet.html' title='Happy Feet'/><author><name>ÐDC¨*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17295208666231183631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RbTyEjgkjRI/AAAAAAAAADI/0OWNcxpzZ1A/s72-c/happyfeet.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524803650503731279.post-7026154584237320667</id><published>2007-01-15T09:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-15T09:33:11.625Z</updated><title type='text'>March of the Penguins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Parecia que todos os temas para fazer um filme tinham sido esgotados, mas não...hei aqui um documental feito filme sobre a sobrevivência de uma espécie.&lt;br /&gt;Estes pinguins caminham centos de quilómetros para se reproduzirem num lugar seguro, cuidam do ovo, caminham mais outros centos de quilómetros em busca de alimento....mais centos de quilómetros para se reencontrarem com os seus parceiros e crias.....são 9 longos meses de sacrifício para dar amor e mais uma nova vida que perpetuará a espécie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020186109853076562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RatIqzgkjFI/AAAAAAAAABA/qXcKOaF3wTQ/s320/pinguins.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Somos nós (humanos) capazes de tão grande sacrifício só por ter um bébé?? As vezes parece que sim, outras vezes é claramente evidenciado que não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À final parecemos nós mais animais do que estes pássaros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80;color:#b4babd;"&gt;*´¨Imagen e informação: &lt;a href="http://wip.warnerbros.com/marchofthepenguins/"&gt;Aqui&lt;/a&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/1524803650503731279-7026154584237320667?l=ujuduji.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/feeds/7026154584237320667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1524803650503731279&amp;postID=7026154584237320667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/7026154584237320667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/7026154584237320667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/2007/01/march-of-penguins.html' title='March of the Penguins'/><author><name>ÐDC¨*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17295208666231183631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQFtE5-pOJ8/RatIqzgkjFI/AAAAAAAAABA/qXcKOaF3wTQ/s72-c/pinguins.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524803650503731279.post-8111877947649212327</id><published>2007-01-09T13:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-09T15:47:09.590Z</updated><title type='text'>Babel</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Hipótese: as pessoas não se entendem porque falam línguas diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E se as pessoas não se entendem apesar de falarem a mesma língua?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hipótese: é importante procurar a verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E se procuramos a verdade através de raciocínios viciados pelo medo e pela desconfiança?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hipótese: é preciso avaliar as situações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E se as avaliamos com base em preconceitos e perdemos de vista o essencial?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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;div align="justify"&gt;Para lá da angústia e do sofrimento inerentes à impossibilidade de controlarmos a sucessão imprevisível de acontecimentos que nos envolvem, o caminho da esperança é aquele em que reconhecendo e aceitando os nossos limítes nos deixamos abraçar por aquele que vem ao nosso encontro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jqr9FdGLy_E/RaO0BwJ78MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6i4OfGKBdjE/s1600-h/babel-deserto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018052352020312258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jqr9FdGLy_E/RaO0BwJ78MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6i4OfGKBdjE/s400/babel-deserto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;é tão dificil atravessar desertos de areia como desertos de multidão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagem retirada d&lt;a href="http://www.cinebel.be/fr/film/media/14347-Babel/image-115806.htm"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1524803650503731279-8111877947649212327?l=ujuduji.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/feeds/8111877947649212327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1524803650503731279&amp;postID=8111877947649212327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/8111877947649212327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/8111877947649212327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/2007/01/babel.html' title='Babel'/><author><name>ana_da_lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04268986151591729832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jqr9FdGLy_E/SYUJw6Tl9yI/AAAAAAAAAPE/EgzFGH0Gizg/S220/espera-solarize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jqr9FdGLy_E/RaO0BwJ78MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6i4OfGKBdjE/s72-c/babel-deserto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524803650503731279.post-5796353374737126003</id><published>2007-01-02T09:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-02T09:06:52.628Z</updated><title type='text'>Nuevo blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Informamos que el blog:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*´¨Pensamientos Violetas¨´*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tiene ahora nueva dirección: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pensamientosvioletas.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://pensamientosvioletas.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pasando a ser &lt;a href="http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://ujuduji.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; la dirección de este nuevo blog: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ujuduji&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/1524803650503731279-5796353374737126003?l=ujuduji.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/feeds/5796353374737126003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1524803650503731279&amp;postID=5796353374737126003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/5796353374737126003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1524803650503731279/posts/default/5796353374737126003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujuduji.blogspot.com/2007/01/nuevo-blog.html' title='Nuevo blog'/><author><name>ÐDC¨*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17295208666231183631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
