<?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-5531318</id><updated>2011-07-21T23:07:34.094+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Espa?o Sideral</title><subtitle type='html'>Tudo... o que me vier ?ï¿½?ï¿½?ï¿½?ï¿½ ideia.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-7811676613279052871</id><published>2009-05-28T00:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:44:31.947+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Future start’s today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As internet brought a revolution on communication and I think that the information online will be more and more influent in our opinions I have decided to create an official website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times continue to change, faster and faster, and whether we keep doing nothing or we adapt or else we can we try to anticipate and play ahead of the future…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future start’s today so you can find more about me in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nunogaudencio.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.nunogaudencio.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-7811676613279052871?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/7811676613279052871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=7811676613279052871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/7811676613279052871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/7811676613279052871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2009/05/future-starts-today-as-internet-brought.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-4951689492709861077</id><published>2009-05-16T22:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:48:33.993+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Finally a demonstration for something worthwhile!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and tomorrow in Brazil, both in Rio and São Paulo, people without boyfriend / girlfriend went and will go out in the streets to protest against their state of being single! Here is something original – if there are still original public “spontaneous” initiatives arranged via internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single people of Brazil unite!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if someone got engaged or not during the marches, but I’m sure that many kisses were given away :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will Portugal get a little more Brazilian on love matters I don’t know… And although times are changing I hope I will not have to go and demonstrate on the streets as well ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-4951689492709861077?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/4951689492709861077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=4951689492709861077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/4951689492709861077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/4951689492709861077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-demonstration-for-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-4539716007351577406</id><published>2009-03-19T02:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T02:05:37.841Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os irritantes economistas da crise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É muito desagradável ler ou ouvir economistas nos meios de comunicação social a defenderem baixas ou congelamentos de salários. Como é natural, em situações de estabilidade económica, as baixas nos salários são más. Todos nos sentimos mal quando não ganhamos ou não somos aumentados tanto como desejaríamos. Em situações de crise, as baixas de salários são particularmente más uma vez que ocorrem quando as pessoas passam mais dificuldades e mais precisam do dinheiro e do poder de compra associado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando existe turbulência económica e as empresas se sentem mais ameaçadas, as soluções apresentadas por alguns economistas são os despedimentos e as baixas de salários, classificadas como inevitáveis e de como são importantes para o aumento da competitividade das empresas. É muito triste que pessoas inteligentes recorram sempre aos mesmos expedientes e, ao fim e ao cabo, falem da vida das pessoas como se fosse um jogo de monopólio, sem qualquer sensibilidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas são, na sua generalidade mal pagas. Muitas vezes, o trabalho é duro e as condições de trabalho estão longe de ser as melhores. Chega a ser escandaloso ouvir pessoas com bons salários, como alguns políticos, comentadores ou pretensos economistas, sem preocupações em gerir o seu dinheiro até cada fim de mês, falar em reduções de salários que são, já de si, de miséria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda por cima, as vozes que se erguem com estas soluções nunca se lembram de ponderar os custos sociais da baixa de rendimento das famílias e mais, nunca se lembram que os aumentos de competitividade podem também ser feitos à custa de aumentos de eficiência produtiva e, sobretudo, da diminuição das margens de lucro das empresas, durante a época de tormentas. A maior parte de nós tem alguma noção de como são formados os preços em Portugal e de como são impostas margens de lucro brutais aos produtos, sobre os seus custos de produção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não será melhor abdicar de uma pequena parcela dos lucros generosos em vez de reduzir os salários, privilegiando antes a assunção de algumas responsabilidades sociais que no fundo previnem rupturas sociais que serão gravosas para todos? Será que os economistas bem falantes da televisão não nos poderão ensinar receitas novas, que não sejam destrutivas e de concentração mas de positivas e de repartição?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idealmente, a leveza da abundância deveria ser festejada por todos e o peso da escassez também suportado por todos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-4539716007351577406?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/4539716007351577406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=4539716007351577406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/4539716007351577406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/4539716007351577406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2009/03/os-irritantes-economistas-da-crise-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-2875963183923605279</id><published>2009-03-15T15:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:20:40.931Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Aplausos Leiria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tive a oportunidade de ir jogar ténis ontem para os campos do Clube da Escola de Ténis de Leiria. Não conhecia o espaço e está muito bom! Agradável, descontraído e bem localizado. Até é possível alugar campos de terra batida… Impecável para jogar um ténis de fim-de-semana! E até o preço convida, 6 Eur por hora. Desporto é saúde!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo ao lado do ténis, foi com surpresa que vi um enorme “skatódromo” para a malta se descontrair a patinar ou em manobras mais radicais. Parece ser muito nice pra quem é adepto! Qualidade de vida em Leiria, gostei de ver!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-2875963183923605279?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/2875963183923605279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=2875963183923605279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/2875963183923605279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/2875963183923605279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2009/03/aplausos-leiria-tive-oportunidade-de-ir.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-5930407777720935275</id><published>2009-02-07T02:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T02:26:45.120Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Aos políticos os ideais, aos técnicos as realizações&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos de melhorar as nossas democracias.&lt;br /&gt;As decisões estão a ser afastadas dos povos. Algumas elites controlam o poder e satisfazem interesses particulares sob a capa dos interesses da Nação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos políticos o que é da política, aos especialistas o que é da Técnica. Ao povo caberá sempre eleger os seus representantes no poder. E os representantes do povo serão o garante dos interesses do país. Serão os fiscais dos técnicos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quem serão os técnicos?&lt;br /&gt;Chegará – que chegue quanto antes – o tempo em que as decisões estratégicas e as tácticas para alcançar os objectivos serão escolhidas e implementadas por especialistas, por quem percebe dos assuntos, desde a Economia à Educação, passando pela Sáude, Justiça e todas as áreas da esfera pública.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quem serão os técnicos?&lt;br /&gt;Os técnicos não serão políticos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quem serão os técnicos?&lt;br /&gt;Os técnicos serão comités de sábios.&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas de boa reputação. Pessoas com provas dadas nos seus domínios. Pessoas idóneas e habilitadas a decidir com responsabilidade sobre as questões fundamentais da vida de um país, sector a sector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os técnicos formarão o Governo.&lt;br /&gt;Os políticos serão os administradores da Nação, representantes da vontade popular e ao mesmo tempo os guardiães da independência do Governo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-5930407777720935275?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/5930407777720935275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=5930407777720935275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/5930407777720935275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/5930407777720935275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2009/02/aos-politicos-os-ideais-aos-tecnicos-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-6620260372981780662</id><published>2009-01-20T00:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:09:11.907Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;As políticas das grandes obras, o PIB e o país real...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A política anti-crise das grandes obras públicas deverá estimular o Produto Interno Bruto de Portugal nos anos que se seguem. Esta é uma das vias que o Governo se propõe seguir para promover o crescimento económico e a manutenção ou recuperação das estruturas produtivas do país.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As grandes empresas, minoritárias no país, agradecem este esforço do Governo. As grandes construtoras, os grandes sindicatos financeiros e a comunidade portuguesa de consultores poderão antever boas perspectivas futuras de curto prazo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com certeza que os grandes investimentos, e as grandes empresas, necessitam também das pequenas empresas e induzem novos investimentos e distribuição de riqueza. No entanto, o ciclo acaba por ser sempre o mesmo e os grandes beneficiados das políticas governativas são aqueles que têm mais poder e influência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O PIB é apenas um número. Uma expressão da riqueza produzida por um país ao longo do ano. Não se refere à qualidade de vida das populações nem implica equilíbrio na repartição da riqueza nacional. E apesar de ser um indicador de crescimento não representa necessariamente desenvolvimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O desenvolvimento económico harmonioso e sustentável do país deveria ser a nossa grande prioridade, e daqueles que nos governam. Será que as respostas que vão ser dadas à crise vão apenas aumentar o número PIB ou vão desenvolver o país? Será que vamos hipotecar o futuro para mascarar o presente…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ou existe uma estratégia para Portugal e os portugueses?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-6620260372981780662?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/6620260372981780662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=6620260372981780662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/6620260372981780662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/6620260372981780662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-polticas-das-grandes-obras-o-pib-e-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-5001906476444069204</id><published>2008-07-06T17:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T17:02:29.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alguém me explica?...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... porque é que o Banco Central Europeu sobe as taxas de juro quando pretende controlar a inflação?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendo em conta a conjuntura actual, em que os preços do petróleo batem recordes, muito por culpa do facto do dólar estar muito desvalorizado face ao Euro, parece não fazer muito sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em termos simplificados, a subida das taxas de juro, tenderá a aumentar a atractividade dos depósitos/aplicações em Euros, pelo que os capitais se tenderão a deslocar mais para a zona euro, o que deverá ajudar a um aumento do valor do Euro e à respectiva depreciação da moeda americana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma baixa do valor do dólar, por sua vez, estimulará o aumento do consumo de petróleo (cotado em dólares) o que induzirá novos aumentos ao seu preço. Uma vez que se pode despender menos dólares por mais petróleo, quer o consumo quer a especulação tenderão a aumentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma vez que a inflação dos preços do petróleo se arrasta muito facilmente à restante economia, visto ser uma fonte energética muito importante, e a generalidade dos produtos e serviços incorporam energia na sua obtenção, será natural ver um aumento generalizado dos preços.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora este último aumento - a famosa inflação - parece ser precisamente o que o Banco Central diz querer travar com o aumento das taxas directoras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outros efeitos negativos da subida das taxas de juro são por um lado o impacto no crescimento económico, que deverá abrandar e, com a espiral: alta no preço do petróleo / subida de taxas, poderemos ter que enfrentar cenários de recessão. Por outro lado a pressão dos juros a pagar por imensas famílias endividadas com vários tipos de recurso ao crédito, pode gerar custos sociais muito elevados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não haverá outro caminho?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-5001906476444069204?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/5001906476444069204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=5001906476444069204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/5001906476444069204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/5001906476444069204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2008/07/algum-me-explica.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-2858196883689448519</id><published>2007-11-08T22:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-10T20:05:30.845Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fusão BPI BCP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na minha perspectiva - interessada - preferia que os dois bancos continuassem a sua actividade seguindo por caminhos separados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O BCP e o BPI são dois bancos sólidos e em crescimento, de raíz nacional. Apesar de hoje em dia o capital não ter nacionalidade e as participações accionistas mostrarem que estes bancos já não são efectivamente portugueses, a verdade é que conservam atributos nacionais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o BPI por um lado se afirma em Angola, onde já são realizados parte importante dos seus lucros, o BCP empreende na Europa em grande força, sendo já um dos maiores bancos na Polónia e investindo em outros países emergentes como a Roménia, entre outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambos os bancos nas suas diferentes áreas de actuação podem potenciar o desenvolvimento além fronteiras das empresas portuguesas. Podem servir de suporte e alavancar investimentos portugueses quer na redescoberta africana quer na ambição europeia de participar nos esforços do alargamento e coesão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A disparidade das estratégias dos dois bancos faz-me questionar até que ponto a união pode conservar a intensidade das apostas e o foco que permite uma melhor concentração de esforços e o consequente aumento da propensão para atingir bons resultados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por outro lado, o novo grande banco resultante da fusão traria concerteza alguns efeitos perversos à actual concorrência, a serem sentidos no bolso dos portugueses e das suas empresas. Haveria seguramente necessidade de proceder a reestruturações com o envio de mais pessoas para o desemprego, piorando o já degradado panorama social em Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mito do grande campeão nacional, player de top ibérico, não será mais do que a redução da exposição portuguesa, diminuindo a sua influência e presença, como interveniente na cena financeira mundial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendo em conta a exiguidade do mercado interno, e a resultante maior relevância de uma aposta internacional de que servirá afinal - e a quem servirá? - uma fusão pensada para dominar o mercado doméstico?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-2858196883689448519?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/2858196883689448519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=2858196883689448519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/2858196883689448519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/2858196883689448519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/11/fuso-bpi-bcp-na-minha-perspectiva.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-6462723760825536179</id><published>2007-11-07T22:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:50:24.191Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forces of Nature&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forces of nature are not to be detained. The force of nature is to be understood and let wild. Must follow its destiny and fly away its dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to stop this force is a mistake and it's worst when using another strenght. We are to cushion the impact of the force and not to stand in the way. Not when we can go side by side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wild spirit wishes and is set to be free. To choose its path and direction. We have to accept this freedom and respect this being as we respect our liberty and ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's too much strong the force can cause damages or hurt itself removing some of its power away. The shocks and instability can afect but can also be stabilized. The force follows its rythm and has a self will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving balance and equilibrium is the challenge. Trust the force and maybe the force will trust&lt;br /&gt;you. Providing support and absorving the shock waves is our role. And also to be a refuge in&lt;br /&gt;the moments of calm when the force is not so strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life the forces of nature are here and there... it can live by your side... when you see it&lt;br /&gt;try not to capture is strenght nor its beauty but to soften its touch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-6462723760825536179?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/6462723760825536179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=6462723760825536179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/6462723760825536179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/6462723760825536179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/11/forces-of-nature-forces-of-nature-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-4022226992294816126</id><published>2007-10-20T01:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T01:46:18.548+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Life &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; full &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; surprises&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now indeed I must concur with this idea.&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy how after all the things that you wished before fall upon you. Even when you'd lost your expectations or hopes already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a hidden meaning on the going of the days in the sucession of episodes that make the story of our lives. Too many times we want to tell the story but the reality is that we don't write the script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let that not be a worry! After all we are the main characters of our lives. Each day we must only struggle for the perfect act. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-4022226992294816126?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/4022226992294816126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=4022226992294816126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/4022226992294816126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/4022226992294816126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-is-full-of-surprises-now-indeed-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-4698292362718791731</id><published>2007-09-29T02:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T02:34:09.325+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Postcard from Poznan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/Rv2qJF1Jc1I/AAAAAAAAABM/7DovfIqEtKo/s1600-h/Postcard+z+Poznan+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115431824923390802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/Rv2qJF1Jc1I/AAAAAAAAABM/7DovfIqEtKo/s400/Postcard+z+Poznan+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me among Proletaryat. Past or Present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-4698292362718791731?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/4698292362718791731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=4698292362718791731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/4698292362718791731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/4698292362718791731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/09/postcard-from-poznan-me-among.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/Rv2qJF1Jc1I/AAAAAAAAABM/7DovfIqEtKo/s72-c/Postcard+z+Poznan+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-4200952341441150403</id><published>2007-09-22T20:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T20:45:25.834+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Devil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/RvVu2F1JczI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KmjxpAoXYsQ/s1600-h/Wesele+witam+Szczecin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113114827506152242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/RvVu2F1JczI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KmjxpAoXYsQ/s400/Wesele+witam+Szczecin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me in Szczecin (yes it's liquor store!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Who's the devil now?.. auuuuu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-4200952341441150403?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/4200952341441150403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=4200952341441150403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/4200952341441150403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/4200952341441150403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/09/devil-me-in-szczecin-and-whos-devil-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/RvVu2F1JczI/AAAAAAAAAA8/KmjxpAoXYsQ/s72-c/Wesele+witam+Szczecin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-1571869692687064820</id><published>2007-09-22T20:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T20:44:53.209+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/RvVwWl1Jc0I/AAAAAAAAABE/Q4j-k1zbNb8/s1600-h/Wesele+me+angel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113116485363528514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/RvVwWl1Jc0I/AAAAAAAAABE/Q4j-k1zbNb8/s400/Wesele+me+angel2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me in Berlin&lt;br /&gt;Who's the Angel here? ;b &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-1571869692687064820?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/1571869692687064820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=1571869692687064820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/1571869692687064820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/1571869692687064820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/09/angel-me-in-berlin-whos-angel-here-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/RvVwWl1Jc0I/AAAAAAAAABE/Q4j-k1zbNb8/s72-c/Wesele+me+angel2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-8849379640934067885</id><published>2007-08-12T15:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T15:19:56.298+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/Rr8W45Hp0UI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_TsHF8R699M/s1600-h/los+3+passeig+Gracia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097818469868097858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/Rr8W45Hp0UI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_TsHF8R699M/s400/los+3+passeig+Gracia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Los 3 locos en Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where in the next time?? Your suggestions are as welcome as your presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-8849379640934067885?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/8849379640934067885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=8849379640934067885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/8849379640934067885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/8849379640934067885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/08/los-3-locos-en-barcelona.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/Rr8W45Hp0UI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_TsHF8R699M/s72-c/los+3+passeig+Gracia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-7623431886637683073</id><published>2007-08-02T22:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:47:29.130+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've met in the hurry of the days&lt;br /&gt;On an awkward trip that went so fast...&lt;br /&gt;With no time to see or live the views&lt;br /&gt;From Zagreb to Lisboa in a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovering the city's young lights&lt;br /&gt;Of wondering people from abroad&lt;br /&gt;You were there to show the road&lt;br /&gt;To the best parties in the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me out of your territory&lt;br /&gt;Struggling to adapt and settle by&lt;br /&gt;With a calling but no place in mind,&lt;br /&gt;Still unknown and yet to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the streets of Campo de Ourique&lt;br /&gt;Since the end up to the start&lt;br /&gt;You become a friend someone to keep&lt;br /&gt;In the place for treasures in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;br /&gt;29/07/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything Kasia! :), Lisboa will always be your city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-7623431886637683073?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/7623431886637683073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=7623431886637683073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/7623431886637683073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/7623431886637683073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/08/kasia-weve-met-in-hurry-of-days-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-2486771683033150706</id><published>2007-07-24T21:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T21:49:20.844+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought to this life&lt;br /&gt;Would a better prize arise&lt;br /&gt;A punishment took place&lt;br /&gt;Of the innocent promised wife...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-2486771683033150706?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/2486771683033150706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=2486771683033150706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/2486771683033150706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/2486771683033150706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-i-thought-to-this-life-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-2176001461232718904</id><published>2007-06-10T18:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T18:43:56.065+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time is valuable for us all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The portuguese Prime-minister, José Sócrates, was in Russia recently in a diplomatic trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be nothing more than a simple political and economic journey, with it's benefits in the relations between both countries and maybe some profitable agreements for the two countries. But there was a small event that in spite of appearing to be unimportant I find of great relevance. Our Prime Minister agreed to let the famous Moscow's Red Square to be closed so that he could do his morning jogging in full security. Reports say that José Sócrates did not asked for this special measure. But he didn't turned it down also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wonder what all the people who wanted to cross the square in the morning doing their normal day to day routines have thought about this situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is not right that someone - anyone - using privileges given by political power (people representation) can cause such disconfort to the people itself and just to have his own pleasure. It is not proper of a democratic person but of a dictator. It could have been avoided even if he had to give up on his race. At least he wouldn't molest all the people that had to be waiting for him to cross the "finish line" to live their lives and for whom time is precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause time is not only valuable for some, but for all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-2176001461232718904?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/2176001461232718904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=2176001461232718904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/2176001461232718904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/2176001461232718904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-is-valuable-for-us-all-portuguese.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-7279358227814021730</id><published>2007-05-12T02:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T02:32:43.242+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Confessions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God shows me the best there is in life. Still, I don't know yet if I am to thank him for that or not because I can see most of it all and almost touch it, almost live it... but I can never feel it has of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I could or I should feel so privileged to have the chance to see all these good things...  But if it is so, why doesn't that makes me fully happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After learning so well what is not to have I think I am ready to start having...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-7279358227814021730?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/7279358227814021730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=7279358227814021730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/7279358227814021730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/7279358227814021730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/05/confessions-god-shows-me-best-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-2266037462058538105</id><published>2007-04-15T15:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T15:50:36.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ones are not to control the others&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life everyone is entitled with it's own personality and self being. Everybody shares the uncertainty of the future and we all regard the same unknown territory of life's purpose. With our different views and perceptions on things, we come to different conclusions and nobody can be sure to be more right than the others, after all we may even be all mistaken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus we must not force others to follow our point of views or do what we want. Each person has the right to think and do what he or she wants, and that is something that is inalienable. Respect for the individual freedom is essential, so let's try to keep that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we can influence other people and that is positive if we mean well. Seduction and persuasion can bring good results. Domination can not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom lover,&lt;br /&gt;Nuno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-2266037462058538105?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/2266037462058538105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=2266037462058538105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/2266037462058538105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/2266037462058538105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/04/ones-are-not-to-control-others-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-5760747258167017822</id><published>2007-04-07T21:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T21:48:35.614+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The others are part of us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We interact with different people and for each of them we do it in a unlike way. Depending on the way we feel them, whether we like them better or worst, whether they are closer or distant to us we use a distinct face, voice and being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are mutants as we transform in contact with others. So where is our identity? Do we have one? Is it a single one or several multiple characters that show according each people that comes into our life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems we must not think only of ourselves but also in the others:&lt;br /&gt;The others are part of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-5760747258167017822?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/5760747258167017822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=5760747258167017822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/5760747258167017822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/5760747258167017822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/04/others-are-part-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-4914572304808368689</id><published>2007-03-08T11:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-08T12:08:17.682Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been some time since I last posted. Normally I'd say I was lazy or I had not been careful managing my time or maybe that I didn't have so much to say.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunatelly there are always things worth saying and worth sharing.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was impossible to enter the blogger from my pc but all seems ok again, so now yes I will have to start looking for excuses not to write here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm... nah I guess I'll just write instead!&lt;br /&gt;I just wish the public could write something too... is there any public out there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-4914572304808368689?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/4914572304808368689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=4914572304808368689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/4914572304808368689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/4914572304808368689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-been-some-time-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-600868317511832427</id><published>2007-02-06T19:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-06T19:22:21.482Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;going, stopping, searching and...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy when you want to help someone and you don't know what words will do it. And even if there are any that can... When you want to help someone who is so important and it seems you can't, it is really frustrating. It hurts cause you feel it's yourself who is needing help and that you can't help yourself. I have found some of my answers, some of my personal words. Will I find her words that seem so lost?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can. I hope I won't need to.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck on your personal quests everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what's next?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-600868317511832427?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/600868317511832427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=600868317511832427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/600868317511832427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/600868317511832427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/02/going-stopping-searching-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-116920965733564908</id><published>2007-01-19T12:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-19T12:27:37.886Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Segredos da vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A vida é um caminho da perfeição.&lt;br /&gt; A perfeição é a plenitude, é o completar de todas as perspectivas do possível, a realização de todos os desígnios e a ultrapassagem de todas as barreiras.&lt;br /&gt; O fenómeno que é a vida e, personificada em cada um de nós, conhece tudo menos a perfeição. No entanto. a vida desenrola.se num sentido - ainda que por vezes oculto - de busca do mais, da plena realização e da completa satisfação pessoal, enfim, da felicidade.  &lt;br /&gt; A busca da felicidade é, como todos sabemos, um trilho díficil de percorrer, em que as pedras no caminho muitas vezes nos magoam, outras vezes nos desviam e em certas alturas parecem mesmo paredes intransponíveis que nos levam a desistir.&lt;br /&gt; A inexistência do controlo sobre o que nos rodeia leva à imprevisibilidade da vida. Abre perante nós e a nossa liberdade amplos espaços de decisão onde por via do viver e do passar contínuo do tempo somos constrangidos a optar por apenas uma das possibilidades que se nos afrontam.&lt;br /&gt; As possibilidade do mundo contêm em si o bom e o mau. O perfeito convive lado a lado com o imperfeito e no entrecruzar de decisões e escolhas aparece o erro. O erro é uma dádiva fundamental no ciclo de aprendizagem humana. Mais do que isso, a acção e o erro são compostos essenciais da consciência e consequentemente da própria existência.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-116920965733564908?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/116920965733564908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=116920965733564908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116920965733564908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116920965733564908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/01/segredos-da-vida-vida-um-caminho-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-116842812845900704</id><published>2007-01-10T11:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-10T11:22:08.473Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forget the rocks in the way. Forget the stones you want to fire away.&lt;br /&gt;Fighting is not trendy and the rocks in the way are to leave behind. Wether you jump or climb. And there will always be another mountain another dangerous cliff and another terrific landscape to admire. Keep it going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-116842812845900704?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/116842812845900704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=116842812845900704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116842812845900704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116842812845900704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2007/01/forget-rocks-in-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-116666654995382275</id><published>2006-12-21T02:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-21T02:02:29.970Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Common places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still trip on the same rocks each day. If they are on my way why don't I remove them?&lt;br /&gt;Lazyness or laws of atraction? I guess the first suits me better. And it's not polite&lt;br /&gt;to blame the Laws for all our misbehaviors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rocks aren't that big. That's maybe why I never payed them enough attention as I should...&lt;br /&gt;Actually the stones are quite small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will remove one a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why do I tend to trip on the traps I know? Why can't I be different and round the obstacles&lt;br /&gt;even if it's out of the way? Why is it so difficult to cross the line and create new paths?&lt;br /&gt;To be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we find it so hard to show our differences?&lt;br /&gt;Can I throw a stone at your window?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I won't ask!&lt;br /&gt;Nuno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-116666654995382275?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/116666654995382275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=116666654995382275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116666654995382275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116666654995382275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/12/common-places-i-still-trip-on-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-116605944953600328</id><published>2006-12-14T01:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-16T19:42:44.376Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;People take things for granted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't spend enough time watching over what happens around. They don't worry on securing relationships from the past. Time goes by but it doesn't matter. Things will always be there at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't see it like this but it seems only few people share my idea. &lt;br /&gt;Probably the dinamic of life leads to this. People keep moving forward and as being always so busy, only the essential and what's nearby gets noticed. There's also new things coming all the time. New people, new objects and new situations everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess some things are really granted, others maybe should be given an extra care, at least from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it brings even a question: caring / not caring?&lt;br /&gt;Well... who said we wouldn't have to find the answers?... Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-116605944953600328?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/116605944953600328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=116605944953600328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116605944953600328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116605944953600328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/12/people-take-things-for-granted.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-116489798034931962</id><published>2006-11-30T14:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-30T14:46:20.366Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It can be great when someone you like shows in an unexpected place, can't it? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-116489798034931962?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/116489798034931962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=116489798034931962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116489798034931962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116489798034931962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-can-be-great-when-someone-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-116475396405585998</id><published>2006-11-28T22:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:47:36.913Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sharing a dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I dreamed about you &lt;br /&gt;So I regret that I've awaked.&lt;br /&gt;Half my life is just a dream&lt;br /&gt;The other half I've imagined...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-116475396405585998?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/116475396405585998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=116475396405585998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116475396405585998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116475396405585998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/11/sharing-dream-last-night-i-dreamed.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-116396326371875564</id><published>2006-11-19T18:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:58:41.760Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;menina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menina querida&lt;br /&gt;sorriso de fantasia&lt;br /&gt;peluche de ternura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não sabe ainda:&lt;br /&gt;a vida é magia&lt;br /&gt;que muda e perdura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medos e doçura&lt;br /&gt;em olhares de melancolia&lt;br /&gt;molhados de dúvida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menina crescida &lt;br /&gt;com tanto para brincar&lt;br /&gt;sofreu desilusão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agora naquele olhar&lt;br /&gt;sem atenção, perdida...&lt;br /&gt;descobre-se a solidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usava o coração...&lt;br /&gt;decidiu-se pela razão.&lt;br /&gt;o segredo é justa proporção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas a chuva a cair&lt;br /&gt;de um vasto céu a chorar&lt;br /&gt;não faz por a animar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menina de bem&lt;br /&gt;cheia de amor pra dar&lt;br /&gt;recebe o que vem a chegar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depois da chuva passar&lt;br /&gt;o sol vai brilhar!&lt;br /&gt;e a vida vai voltar a andar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cati, algo para ti! Espero que gostes, que te traga um sorriso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-116396326371875564?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/116396326371875564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=116396326371875564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116396326371875564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116396326371875564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/11/menina-menina-querida-sorriso-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-116345829520711826</id><published>2006-11-13T22:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-13T22:51:35.216Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you Stephanie for your compliment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-116345829520711826?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/116345829520711826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=116345829520711826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116345829520711826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116345829520711826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/11/thank-you-stephanie-for-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-116266838534587379</id><published>2006-11-04T19:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:41:57.100Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;parking spot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving the city streets&lt;br /&gt;In an old beautiful car&lt;br /&gt;Hitting all the red lights&lt;br /&gt;Fast as if you're going far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radio on screaming loud&lt;br /&gt;Is the company by your side&lt;br /&gt;Your seatbelt's off and you don't care&lt;br /&gt;All you want is to move ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open road after a jammed past&lt;br /&gt;Forget all you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Crossroads still raise a doubt...&lt;br /&gt;No time to think: it's always forward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can stop speeding in complaint&lt;br /&gt;Cause no matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;All you get from this life&lt;br /&gt;Is a great parking spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-116266838534587379?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/116266838534587379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=116266838534587379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116266838534587379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116266838534587379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/11/parking-spot-driving-city-streets-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-116082417021614764</id><published>2006-10-14T12:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T12:09:30.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I'm not there yet it's cause I would like to be missed or I'm waiting to be called.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-116082417021614764?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/116082417021614764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=116082417021614764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116082417021614764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/116082417021614764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-im-not-there-yet-its-cause-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-115999309403362148</id><published>2006-10-04T21:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:18:14.043+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Iza od Poznaniu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insecure butterfly&lt;br /&gt;Scared of heights&lt;br /&gt;But daring to fly&lt;br /&gt;Way up to the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking a kid&lt;br /&gt;And acting like a child&lt;br /&gt;Growing in the curles&lt;br /&gt;Of friendly smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overcome the borders&lt;br /&gt;Of distance and time&lt;br /&gt;Spray out your wings&lt;br /&gt;Into the best of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this one's to you Iza :)&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it, miss you!&lt;br /&gt;Nuno :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-115999309403362148?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/115999309403362148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=115999309403362148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115999309403362148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115999309403362148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/10/iza-od-poznaniu-insecure-butterfly.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-115912283074441418</id><published>2006-09-24T19:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T19:33:50.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Optimismus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quem és?&lt;br /&gt;Espírito livre que corres dentro de mim sempre a querer sair, a rir, para contagiar. Livre mesmo quando a vida, ou eu, te queremos prender.&lt;br /&gt;És uma energia rebelde, que não depende de mim. Mais poderosa que a gravidade porque apesar de me deixares cair sempre me vens levantar.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo que não deixas desistir. Confiança que dás e queres passar. Força que derruba impossíveis que apenas estão vísiveis aos nossos olhos, mas de facto não estão ali...&lt;br /&gt;Utopia possível e ilusão real. Sonho vivido, objectivo atingido, és o futuro no presente que reduz o medo do desconhecido e tentas destruir o medo do amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorriso aberto que sabe que a felicidade não é uma meta a atingir mas sim cada dia a viver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;optimismus, stay around ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-115912283074441418?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/115912283074441418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=115912283074441418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115912283074441418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115912283074441418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/09/optimismus-quem-s-esprito-livre-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-115912278494025771</id><published>2006-09-24T19:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T23:43:02.210+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ania, things may change... things will change! But that doesn't mean they'll get worst! And is up to us to make them better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like that guy sings: "take a sad song and make it better..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pozdrowienia :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-115912278494025771?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/115912278494025771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=115912278494025771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115912278494025771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115912278494025771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/09/ania-things-may-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-115647453193224590</id><published>2006-08-25T03:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T03:55:31.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aquele olhar intenso que diz tudo...&lt;br /&gt;aquele olhar mágico e especial&lt;br /&gt;que só tu conheces&lt;br /&gt;e buscas com impaciência...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aquele olhar verdadeiro&lt;br /&gt;sem espaço para hesitações&lt;br /&gt;cheio de ilusões&lt;br /&gt;e repleto de emoções...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e para onde olhas tu?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-115647453193224590?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/115647453193224590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=115647453193224590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115647453193224590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115647453193224590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/08/aquele-olhar-intenso-que-diz-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-115576813606713004</id><published>2006-08-16T23:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T23:42:16.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Desde Madrid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Eso de tener amigos en todos lados es muy bueno. Es fant+astico! Llegar a lugares que no conoces, aún más cuando viajas sólo tiene un poco de amargo. Dentro de los placeres de la discobierta e aventura tienes tambíén un sentimento de sólitud. &lt;br /&gt; Pero siempre todo cambia si encuentras un amigo. Así que es muy bonito cuando tienes muchos amigos alderedor del Mundo. Siempre los encontras en tus camiños!&lt;br /&gt; Se pasó conmigo muchas veces y es siempre formidable. Ahora fue en Toledo con Jaime, y mañana?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta luego! :P&lt;br /&gt;Nunito&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-115576813606713004?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/115576813606713004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=115576813606713004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115576813606713004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115576813606713004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/08/desde-madrid-eso-de-tener-amigos-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-115418684422692219</id><published>2006-07-29T16:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T16:27:24.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Um país verde amarelo e azul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora que tanto se fala da energia nuclear, à escala global e também no nosso país, Portugal é confrontado com uma grande oportunidade. Nos tempos que correm, em que a imagem vale tanto ou mais do que o conteúdo e que as pessoas - que ainda são o que realmente interessa - buscam coisas (vivências, experiências e produtos) diferentes, é tempo de Portugal agarrar com força o que tem de melhor e mostrá-lo aos olhos do Mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percebe-se facilmente, quanto mais não seja pela divergência nas opiniões dos especialistas que a solução dos problemas energéticos não é totalmente resolúvel com a panaceia nuclear. E claro, a hipótese nuclear acarreta constrangimentos que vão muito mais além do que uma análise de meros custos e proveitos. Basta pensar no factor medo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adiante, Portugal é um oásis. Porque não mantê-lo assim, melhorar os seus atributos e embelezar as suas paisagens? E fazer com que Todos o saibam! Nós portugueses já sabemos do tesouro que temos e onde vivemos, e também sabemos que o turismo é fonte do nosso enriquecimento. Chegou a altura deste país de sol e mar, amarelo e azul, se tornar num país de sol mar e ambiente. Até para nós próprios, para a nossa auto-estima e a para a nossa felicidade precisamos de um país verde amarelo e azul. Um país colorido, organizado e equilíbrado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim, deixemos de lado as opções ambíguas. Coloquemos de parte as hipóteses perigosas. Não manchemos a nossa imagem de país tranquilo e pacífico. Um país bonito de gente acolhedora e clima ameno. Um país sem confusões nem perigos, nem poluição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tempo de uma nova aposta, de uma mudança de modelo. De transformar o turismo em segunda residência. De mudar de destino ocasional para destino preferido. É tempo de passar da qualidade para a excelência. De romper com o passado, esquecer o lucro fácil e construir um futuro sustentado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tempo de afirmar Portugal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-115418684422692219?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/115418684422692219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=115418684422692219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115418684422692219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115418684422692219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/07/um-pas-verde-amarelo-e-azul-agora-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-115390784770851789</id><published>2006-07-26T10:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T10:57:27.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bottom Line&lt;/strong&gt; [on the previous post]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we all make mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;That means that others make mistakes too. And with that comes that we have to be prepared for it and accept it as a natural thing. Basically, accept it as we would accept our own behavior. That means giving also second chances and hiphotesys of ammendment to others. Maybe this is the beginning of understanding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And understanding leads to tolerance and better relationships.&lt;br /&gt;And that heads us towards happyness too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-115390784770851789?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/115390784770851789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=115390784770851789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115390784770851789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115390784770851789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/07/bottom-line-on-previous-post-so-we-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-115384340408009375</id><published>2006-07-25T16:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:03:24.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fazer as coisas certas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes, por mais que saibamos qual a melhor acção a tomar, escolhemos a pior opção. Cada vez mais, todos nós, temos mais opções na nossa vida, no nosso dia-a-dia. Somos pressionados a escolher de repente, sem preparação. Assim, normalmente, tambémm erramos. Até nas coisas mais pequenas da vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso mesmo, normalmente erramos. Pelo facto de ser um facto normal deve ter pouco de extraordinário e quando ganhamos consciência de que errámos não nos devemos deixar surpreender. Nem atrapalhar! Afinal, os erros, quando remediáveis - e são-o na maior parte das vezes! - são apenas novos motivos e eventos de decisão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os erros podem e devem ser corrigidos. E quando nos apercebemos dos erros - ao contrário do que se possa pensar - somos logo confrontados com a possibilidade de remediar esses erros. Tomemos novas decisões! Modficar o que fizemos de mal e fazer de novo, melhor. Não é mais um dever, é um direito que pode ajudar-nos a chegar mais perto da felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes parece díficil voltar atrás, mudar, desfazer, pedir desculpa, mas vale a pena! E o que custa é nada comparado com o que se perde continuando no erro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-115384340408009375?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/115384340408009375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=115384340408009375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115384340408009375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115384340408009375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/07/fazer-as-coisas-certas-por-vezes-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-115297271094541710</id><published>2006-07-15T15:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T15:11:50.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New chapter opens :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A positive approach on life! We all appreciate it. We all need it!&lt;br /&gt;That's my wish and now it will be publicly materialized in &lt;a href="http://www.logup.blogspot.com"&gt;www.logup.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always everybody's invited and you are welcome :)&lt;br /&gt;Log up to the bright side of life and build a better future and a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;The WorldTeam will do the rest...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-115297271094541710?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/115297271094541710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=115297271094541710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115297271094541710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115297271094541710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-chapter-opens-positive-approach-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-115222201963584305</id><published>2006-07-06T22:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:40:19.636+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prioridades...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seria mais importante que em primeiro lugar as polícias portuguesas fossem apetrechadas de carros de alta cilindrada do que os carros dos funcionários públicos que têm esses previlégios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, porque os altos quadros também são funcionários Públicos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pena é que às vezes (muitas) parecem esquecer-se disso!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-115222201963584305?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/115222201963584305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=115222201963584305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115222201963584305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115222201963584305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/07/prioridades.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-115222181477734612</id><published>2006-07-06T22:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:36:54.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Greves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As greves pura e simplesmente não podem dar cabo da vida aos utentes dos serviços em causa! Nem sequer é esse o objectivo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para quando uma lei que obrigue a uma divulgação clara, objectiva e directa às pessoas directamente interessadas no serviço que estará potencialmente suspenso?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo menos informem as pessoas que têm consulta para o dia da greve da grande possibilidade de não a terem, já que, é sempre a mesma coisa...&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E quem sofre são sempre os mesmos: os fracos e pequeninos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-115222181477734612?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/115222181477734612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=115222181477734612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115222181477734612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115222181477734612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/07/greves-as-greves-pura-e-simplesmente.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-115108757962612007</id><published>2006-06-23T19:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T19:16:11.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From the World Cup Germany 2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football may only be a game. And may also be about 22 people running after a ball. Some like it and others don't, that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;What matters is that FOOTBALL IS A PARTY! And it is really worth to see (and be a part of) all the supporters (fans! not fanatics!) celebrating! Different nations together, sharing different songs and different ways of celebration. A mix of symbols and colours. Demonstrations of pride and joy! That's the football's best and You're invited too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football is not just a game. Football's about bringing people together!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you IRAN, MEXICO, ANGOLA and all the other fans for making the party with us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-115108757962612007?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/115108757962612007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=115108757962612007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115108757962612007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/115108757962612007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/06/from-world-cup-germany-2006-football.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114755198076087342</id><published>2006-05-13T21:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T21:23:38.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A única verdade é amar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por Padre Usera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114755198076087342?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114755198076087342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114755198076087342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114755198076087342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114755198076087342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/05/nica-verdade-amar.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114608631299375695</id><published>2006-04-26T22:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T15:31:06.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Os lugares sem pessoas não passam de sítios... perdem a identidade...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114608631299375695?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114608631299375695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114608631299375695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114608631299375695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114608631299375695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/04/os-lugares-sem-pessoas-no-passam-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114513990693216943</id><published>2006-04-15T23:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T23:25:06.940+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My team&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you and I don't want you.&lt;br /&gt;I want you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114513990693216943?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114513990693216943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114513990693216943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114513990693216943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114513990693216943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-team-i-dont-want-you-and-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114510451463552771</id><published>2006-04-15T13:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T19:34:47.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To you Aiga, again :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3961/199/1600/to%20you%20Aiga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3961/199/320/to%20you%20Aiga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This space is more beautiful now, and with a great perfume, and it's yours too Aiga! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114510451463552771?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114510451463552771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114510451463552771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114510451463552771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114510451463552771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-you-aiga-again-this-space-is-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114504874019373754</id><published>2006-04-14T21:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T15:09:26.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First pic - before cleaning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3961/199/1600/Nuno_Hanomag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3961/199/320/Nuno_Hanomag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop in people! Here's my first Mercedes! At least the engine :D My beautiful :p and new :D 32 years old Hanomag Henschel! And Europe's just there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114504874019373754?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114504874019373754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114504874019373754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114504874019373754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114504874019373754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-pic-before-cleaning-pop-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114497233191916470</id><published>2006-04-13T23:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T21:42:59.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes you think you don't belong to the circles of friends you'd like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a piece of advice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to value yourself up. invest time in improving your qualities and try to diminish your lower points. bring some effort into you to become a better person, in general, get interesting and appelative to others. how? read a book, see a movie, practice more sports, do some thinking, find a passion, learn something new... draw a diferent thing... invent! it's not that difficult!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make Y&lt;strong&gt;our Friends &lt;/strong&gt;feel honoured to have you as their friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you'll get some more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114497233191916470?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114497233191916470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114497233191916470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114497233191916470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114497233191916470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/04/sometimes-you-think-you-dont-belong-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114476121169470696</id><published>2006-04-11T14:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T09:14:54.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;communicate*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;exchange*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;share*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;learn!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gather as many times you can, with all kinds of different people! forget prejudices on other people(s) and leave ignorance behind. There's lots of discoveries to be made and the world is really interesting. Loose track of time if you want but don't loose sight at this magnificent view: global life in motion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be part of it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114476121169470696?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114476121169470696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114476121169470696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114476121169470696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114476121169470696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/04/communicate-exchange-share-and-learn.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114415731038710846</id><published>2006-04-04T14:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T14:30:14.566+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E o que mais custa é não conseguirmos ser donos do tempo... do nosso próprio tempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tempus fugit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114415731038710846?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114415731038710846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114415731038710846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114415731038710846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114415731038710846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/04/e-o-que-mais-custa-no-conseguirmos-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114332032579700237</id><published>2006-03-25T20:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T20:58:45.810Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La solitude de quelques moments repasse tous nous et la distance les appelle plus, mais dans ces temps rappelle que t'amitié rest toujours dans mon coeur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114332032579700237?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114332032579700237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114332032579700237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114332032579700237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114332032579700237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/03/la-solitude-de-quelques-moments.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114298002756670324</id><published>2006-03-21T22:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:27:07.606Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Self challenging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to take a step forward and stop waiting for others to put the challenges on the table! Taking action instead of waiting for signs or outer strenghts is what matters now. Picking the main role of this story regards coming up with ideas and plans but specially with actions. Invite instead of being invited and call instead of waiting a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our calling is here and now! AcT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring, ring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- is anybody outhere»?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114298002756670324?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114298002756670324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114298002756670324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114298002756670324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114298002756670324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/03/self-challenging-its-time-to-take-step.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114244489103053292</id><published>2006-03-15T17:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-15T17:48:11.040Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"(...) Este inferno de amar - como eu amo! (...)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de Almeida Garret&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114244489103053292?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114244489103053292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114244489103053292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114244489103053292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114244489103053292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114157563430021736</id><published>2006-03-05T16:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-05T16:20:34.310Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a short notice that I recovered the control of my email (&lt;a href="mailto:nunomdg@hotmail.com"&gt;nunomdg@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;) - and also my msn messenger. So everybody's welcome again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;Nuno&lt;br /&gt;p.s. - thank you hotmail support service!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114157563430021736?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114157563430021736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114157563430021736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114157563430021736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114157563430021736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-people-just-short-notice-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114100611302790400</id><published>2006-02-27T02:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-27T02:09:48.113Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;email adress Update&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends from all over the world: I lost the control of my Msn Messenger and my hotmail email. My password was stolen... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excuse me if I don't answer you or something like that... I just can't! If you read this send me an email so I can recover your contact! See you later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114100611302790400?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114100611302790400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114100611302790400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114100611302790400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114100611302790400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/02/email-adress-update-dear-friends-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114100356145888202</id><published>2006-02-27T01:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-27T01:26:01.460Z</updated><title type='text'>Intercourse - Comments</title><content type='html'>A new page is open here at my blog. What? Why? How? A new feature arrives: Post Comments. Now you can interact with me in an easier way. I'll be waiting for you... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to comment on a particular text just click the time tag under the post text.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your very own&lt;br /&gt;Nuno :b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114100356145888202?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114100356145888202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114100356145888202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114100356145888202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114100356145888202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/02/intercourse-comments.html' title='Intercourse - Comments'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114086439134297327</id><published>2006-02-25T10:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-25T10:46:31.350Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Jimmy come on... don't get high tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114086439134297327?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114086439134297327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114086439134297327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114086439134297327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114086439134297327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-jimmy-come-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114079653921122354</id><published>2006-02-24T15:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-24T15:55:39.220Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...Todos os dias...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todos os dias são importantes, todos os dias deves divertir.te, em todos eles deves gozar o presente, em todos os dias deves procurar a liberdade e o amor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todos os dias deves viver.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não comeces amanhã!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114079653921122354?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114079653921122354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114079653921122354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114079653921122354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114079653921122354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114071798384091350</id><published>2006-02-23T18:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:06:23.853Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not crazy I'm just peculiar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114071798384091350?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114071798384091350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114071798384091350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114071798384091350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114071798384091350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-not-crazy-im-just-peculiar.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-114027485010481728</id><published>2006-02-18T14:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:03:13.256Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Simplicidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho um problema de organização!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, de facto é indesmentivel... as (poucas) vezes que escrevo nesta página devem.se também a isso. As ideias e os tópicos de escrita abundam - não fosse o mundo uma esfera que não pára de dar voltas - mas quando chega a hora de debitar algumas palavras há sempre qualquer coisa pelo meio que não me deixa atingir o fim desejado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No estilo também tenho errado. A primeira vocação deste site seria a de receber "textos do momento". Ideias que surgissem a qualquer altura e que a oportuna presença da internet não deixariam cair no esquecimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez complique demasiado as coisas e tenha sempre uma "necessidade" paralisante de elaborar os textos. Uhm... as coisas no geral são mais simples do que parecem. Talvez deva render.me à simplicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez assim consiga finalmente ser mais organizado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-114027485010481728?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/114027485010481728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=114027485010481728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114027485010481728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/114027485010481728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/02/simplicidade-tenho-um-problema-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-113707301152459271</id><published>2006-01-12T13:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-12T13:36:51.566Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Melhorar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Organização &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vale a pena gastar tempo em arrumações! Limpar a vista - os montes de papéis e a mesa de cadeiras desavindas - organizar o cérebro. Abrir espaço à imginação. Encontrar nos problemas a criatividade e as soluções.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso cérebro tenta sempre racionalizar a confusão. Mas, poupemos.lhe trabalho! Ajudemos o nosso cérebro, é ele que nos vai ajudar depois. Já o bom e velho método cientifico nos abriu os olhos, nos trouxe uma estrada por onde caminhar, um caminho por onde chegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não precisamos de métodos tão sofisticados. Apenas, com simplicidade, colocar tudo no seu lugar. Sim, todas as coisas cabem em algum sítio. Talvez ainda não saibamos qual, mas procuremos, vejamos as novas perspectivas. A organização leva-nos à inovação, à descoberta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organizemo.nos nas coisas pequenas e as grandes organizações serão sempre grandes sucessos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-113707301152459271?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/113707301152459271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=113707301152459271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/113707301152459271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/113707301152459271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/01/melhorar-organizao-vale-pena-gastar.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-113664143240991664</id><published>2006-01-07T13:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-07T13:43:52.653Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Invitation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't know what we do. That is the starting point. For some it is also the second, the third and many other points... Anyway sooner or later we start learning something. That's what happened with me. After so many mistakes I took a big look around and started learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is good! I know I will always do mistakes but I now I'm more prepared to deal with them and to solve them! So this is my invitation: start learning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take some moments off and think about it! Small reflexion makes miracles, soon you'll understand the world and your life will get better! Nah I'm lying! noone understands the whole thing! - But you may try, it is funny! - Just improve your knowledge of the small things and then you'll see it growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're invited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. - please TEACH ME something too!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-113664143240991664?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/113664143240991664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=113664143240991664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/113664143240991664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/113664143240991664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2006/01/invitation-we-dont-know-what-we-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-113530093783955671</id><published>2005-12-23T01:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-23T01:22:17.850Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To all those that ended up here, by accident or mistake :D and also 6 other billions on this planet [also for the astronauts] a Merry Christmas and a New Year full of dreams come true!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and... Thank you Santa Claus!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-113530093783955671?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/113530093783955671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=113530093783955671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/113530093783955671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/113530093783955671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-all-those-that-ended-up-here-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-113179855790943259</id><published>2005-11-12T11:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-12T12:29:17.923Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Such a long wait for a new post...&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter if the return can be impec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do mojej ksiezniczka:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're my falling star&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was only for a moment&lt;br /&gt;it passed so fast...&lt;br /&gt;no time for wishes&lt;br /&gt;no time for prays,&lt;br /&gt;but enough to build a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a lightning spark&lt;br /&gt;what an instant bright!&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the dark&lt;br /&gt;a blink of infinite&lt;br /&gt;promising to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the distance so far&lt;br /&gt;I am missing you so much!&lt;br /&gt;while I look the skies at night&lt;br /&gt;constelations of stars&lt;br /&gt;only give me black and white...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the star comes back again!&lt;br /&gt;Oughta be a comet&lt;br /&gt; or a sun of gravity&lt;br /&gt;that attracts me in&lt;br /&gt;that pulls me to the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm a lost planet&lt;br /&gt;who will come to find&lt;br /&gt;this special star so nice&lt;br /&gt;someone to be around of&lt;br /&gt;a reason for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;a href="http://www.e-dict.pl/plen?word=ksi%C4%99%C5%BCniczka," lang="'PL"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-113179855790943259?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/113179855790943259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=113179855790943259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/113179855790943259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/113179855790943259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2005/11/such-long-wait-for-new-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-112454120414659970</id><published>2005-08-20T13:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T13:33:24.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The worst thing about a sad song is when it pictures you right through....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-112454120414659970?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/112454120414659970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=112454120414659970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/112454120414659970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/112454120414659970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2005/08/worst-thing-about-sad-song-is-when-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-112394670924024427</id><published>2005-08-13T16:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T16:25:09.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uhm... sabe tão bem estar de férias... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa quanto tempo, nem quando nem onde, apenas interessa com quem... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente sem estar todo o dia defronte do ecrã do pc a debitar contabilidades... e a creditar... :D só queria agradecer aos que têm lido este blog, especialmente àqueles que me presentearam com opiniões positivas, sim, vocês! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ops deixem.me agora fugir do pc, estou de férias!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beach miúdas and so on... come and join me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-112394670924024427?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/112394670924024427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=112394670924024427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/112394670924024427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/112394670924024427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2005/08/uhm.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-111973727596073458</id><published>2005-06-25T22:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T23:07:55.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;opções estratégicas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já me queixei neste lugar, de falta de tempo e até de vontade. Oh... que tempo, que vontade... Agora é que não tenho mesmo tempo pra nada!! Pois é, vida de trabalhador é assim. Bem diz o meu irmão que os licenciados são os escravos do século XXI. Enfim, há coisas que valem a pena, outras não.... há sacríficios e sacríficios. São trocas e baldrocas a que não se pode escapar! Pois bem, que haja estratégia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um rumo, objectivos, uma missão! E um plano a seguir com as acções a realizar. "Moral da história:" Na Universidade aprendem-se umas cenas interessantes - que deviam ser intuitivas por sinal - mas muitos de nós ainda temos que voltar a pegar nos livros e arranjar maneira de sair das crises em que nos encontramos, ou onde nos pusemos... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, é a crise não é?! Abram os olhos, procurem, e se for preciso, cavem! ;)&lt;br /&gt;[ou como diria o Cajó: "tás em Portugal, agora aguenta!"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iupi, não há guito mas opções não faltam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-111973727596073458?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/111973727596073458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=111973727596073458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/111973727596073458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/111973727596073458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2005/06/opes-estratgicas-j-me-queixei-neste.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-111711705489802904</id><published>2005-05-26T15:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T15:23:50.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Protesto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; A escolha é diminuir a competitividade!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Pois é... criticam-se os trabalhadores portugueses pelos défices da competitividade portuguesa e castigam-se esses mesmos trabalhadores com mais instabilidade e precaridade no trabalho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Agora, mais um golpe na competitividade, por via do aumento do IVA, tornam-se os produtos de consumo mais caros, penalizam-se as famílias e prejudica-se o turismo (em detrimento do grande rival e vizinho: Espanha). Será que agora o culpado deste baixarda competitividade também é a mal-tratada população activa portuguesa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Esbanjamentos sucessivos de governos, que parecem mais interessados em manter os previlégios dos aparelhos partidários e dos apetites de interesses instalados trouxeram-nos para esta situação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Há esforços que são necessários para mudar o "estado a que chegámos" mas, onde estão as mudanças no "Estado a que chegámos"? Onde estão os cortes na despesa e as melhorias de eficiência e dos respectivos reorganização e reaproveitamento de recursos que, ainda convém lembrar, são escassos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Para onde nos estão a conduzir? Para mais subidas de impostos a médio prazo? Para vendas dissimuladas do país aos estrangeiros? Será que estamos a poupar para comprar armas e submarinos? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Se não sabem administrar o dinheiro dos portugueses, não-lo tirem, não-lo roubem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Meus amigos, com tudo isto, na revolta de alguns e no desespero de outros, só mais três palavras: Mantorras a Presidente!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quem quiser replicar está à vontade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-111711705489802904?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/111711705489802904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=111711705489802904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/111711705489802904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/111711705489802904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2005/05/protesto-escolha-diminuir.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-111564649088187499</id><published>2005-05-09T14:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T23:49:17.766+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;An idea of love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is an ideia of giving. Or maybe, and probably "better", an idea of receiving. It's a matter of "you versus me", a sort of unbalanced balance. Giving is about forgetting yourself and putting your needs behind the other. Receiving is more about yourself. Self satisfation feelings on something. Back to love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love to be a gift. An ultimate gift: giving yourself. It means considering you to be the second and the loved one to be the First. Maybe this is a total love... Maybe this does not exist except on the Bible? - not as a passion love there but a family/friendly/human fraternity love - but I'm not talking of it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love to be receiving. I think that seeing love as receiving corresponds to feeling pleasure or to feel good with the happiness of the loved one and when you see that person to be or to become happy. So you work to your own happiness by building or helping the loved one's happiness. Maybe you are one and first but your happiness depends on the joy of the second. It is as if you have two bodies and you feed the second so your first one won't feel no hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only question here is: any of these ideas are supported by reality, by existing? I won't tell about my believe or experience, not here, but I care to know what you have to say on it, if there is something you wanna say... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-111564649088187499?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/111564649088187499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=111564649088187499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/111564649088187499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/111564649088187499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2005/05/idea-of-love-maybe-it-is-ideia-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-111384778691700491</id><published>2005-04-18T19:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T14:08:01.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SADs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos defensores das SADs do futebol, especialmente aos que são sócios de clubes desportivos, aqui fica a fria verdade - na voz do presidente da SAD do Estoril Praia, António Figueiredo - que se calhar ficou por dizer no silêncio dos milhões prometidos aquando da venda das acções. Não que precisasse de ser dita - e até os milhões de euros calam vozes sábias, por mais altas que sejam gritadas - e muitos convivam bem com ela. Outros talvez não gostem tanto... Para eles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"os sócios ao aceitarem que existisse uma SAD com maioria de capital na sociedade venderam a alma e o coração do clube e agora estão sujeitos a situações destas.» &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, pois é... é assim o futebol... Não! É assim o negócio... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-111384778691700491?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/111384778691700491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=111384778691700491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/111384778691700491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/111384778691700491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2005/04/sads-aos-defensores-das-sads-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-111015508052327343</id><published>2005-03-07T00:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-07T00:24:40.526Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A renúncia do Papa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Criticar é tão fácil que me esqueço que estas linhas devem servir também para elogiar. Assim, em vez de criticar as pessoas que pedem a renúncia do Papa, vou elogiar antes a atitude do Pai da Igreja.&lt;br /&gt; O Papa João Paulo II, na sua perseverança, está a dar um grande exemplo e uma grande lição ao mundo. Ele mostra-nos que a velhice e o sofrimento fazem parte da vida! Não afirmo linearmente que a dor e a tristeza são essenciais à vida mas, realmente, como reconheceríamos o prazer e as alegrias da nossa vida sem conhecermos os pólos opostos? Aceitam-se refutações...&lt;br /&gt; Karol Wojtyla aos 85 anos, sofrendo da doença de Parkinson, possivelmente de cancro, e outras maleitas, não desiste! É assim que nos ensina que a vida tem demasiado valor para ser abdicada e que, as pessoas, apesar de velhas, apesar de "menos capazes", mantêm toda a sua dignidade e valor, até ao fim da vida. Nós esquecemo-nos deles! Mas, os idosos somos todos, e somos nós! Eles não nos esquecem e nós também não os devemos esquecer nem subestimar.&lt;br /&gt; Saúde para todos! :b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-111015508052327343?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/111015508052327343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=111015508052327343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/111015508052327343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/111015508052327343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2005/03/renncia-do-papa-criticar-to-fcil-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-110927330150935104</id><published>2005-02-24T19:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:28:21.510Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;O Direito de possuir armas nucleares&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Os senhores do mundo, nas suas brincadeiras, em que usam armas de verdade, movem peças de xadrez, destronando monarcas e conquistando territórios. Jogam jogos de tabuleiro, com vidas reais. Matam e decidem matar pelas mãos de outros, esses exércitos, meros peões de vontades ocultas de gabinetes escuros, mas luxuosos, e de milhões de doláres que passam de mão em mão.&lt;br /&gt; Advogam a justiça e a liberdade na praça pública, servindo os seus interesses na escuridão. Ultrapassam os jogos de estratégia pois recusam as regras e preferem jogar com dados viciados.&lt;br /&gt; São assim os países poderosos que se julgam no direito, e até dever?!, de gerir, alterar e condicionar - mais do que influenciar -as vidas de milhares e milhões. Decidem também quem pode mandar, quem pode entrar no jogo e, quem tem direito aos brinquedos. Não há pai para eles, são os irmãos mais velhos...&lt;br /&gt; Decidem quem são os "good guys" e os temíveis "bad guys". Olhem bem para eles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que vos parecem eles?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-110927330150935104?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/110927330150935104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=110927330150935104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/110927330150935104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/110927330150935104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2005/02/o-direito-de-possuir-armas-nucleares.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-110805282038390665</id><published>2005-02-10T16:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-10T16:27:00.383Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coincidências fantásticas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São fantásticas aquelas coincidências que desejamos, mas julgamos impossíveis. Eram de facto impossíveis e não passavam de sonhos,até que aconteceram!&lt;br /&gt;Por serem fantásticas proporcionam momentos fantásticos e realizam sonhos. E é de facto para isso que vivemos, para sonhar e acordar para as nossas realidades.&lt;br /&gt;Não basta acreditar para que o mundo à nossa volta se transforme naquilo que queremos mas, mais do que acreditar, SABER que tudo épossível, é o primeiro passo para andar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por coincidência ou não, tudo é possível!&lt;br /&gt;Sabias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-110805282038390665?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/110805282038390665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=110805282038390665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/110805282038390665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/110805282038390665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2005/02/coincidncias-fantsticas-so-fantsticas.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-110564252511754744</id><published>2005-01-13T18:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-13T18:55:25.116Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O meu estágio está mesmo no fim... Finalmente vou ter tempo livre para muitas outras coisas que não trabalho, tal como... procurar trabalho :S ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos interessados em contratar um recém-licenciado em Gestão é só pedirem que envio um currículo. Aos interessados em contribuirem para o meu sustento com donativos, também é fácil, mandem um email que resolvemos isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas isso é só prá semana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-110564252511754744?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/110564252511754744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=110564252511754744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/110564252511754744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/110564252511754744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2005/01/o-meu-estgio-est-mesmo-no-fim.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-110382409887123599</id><published>2004-12-23T17:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-10T00:00:42.566+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>É Natal de novo... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Picoto já tem veados!, será que também vai ter neve ou Pai Natal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A todos um Feliz Natal e um óptimo ano de 2005!!!&lt;br /&gt;For you all a Merry Christmas and a wonderful 2005!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to leave your presents! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-110382409887123599?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/110382409887123599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=110382409887123599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/110382409887123599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/110382409887123599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/12/natal-de-novo.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-110181651154848442</id><published>2004-11-30T11:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-30T12:08:31.546Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O trabalho dá muito que fazer e que pensar. O encurtar dos prazos dilata os pensamentos à sua esfera máxima de abstracção...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daí o que surge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o "é, não é"&lt;br /&gt;o "faz, não faz"&lt;br /&gt;o "chove, não chove"&lt;br /&gt;o "faz frio, não faz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não meio de tantas indecisões, confusões:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o "estamos em crise, não estamos"&lt;br /&gt;o "censura, não censura"&lt;br /&gt;o "cai Governo, não cai" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobra ainda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o escreve, não escreve?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha, agora tá escrito!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-110181651154848442?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/110181651154848442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=110181651154848442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/110181651154848442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/110181651154848442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/11/o-trabalho-d-muito-que-fazer-e-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-110047926138349721</id><published>2004-11-15T01:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-11T18:32:25.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hallo Katha Luke :)&lt;br /&gt;Das ist eine "Witz" für dir in Ihr Jahrestag. Mein erst Gedicht in deutsch ist für dich :D&lt;br /&gt;Mein Geschenk :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dein Geburtstag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zwanzig Jahre...&lt;br /&gt;Wunderbar..., ne!? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zwanzig Jahre&lt;br /&gt;Von Freude und Freunde&lt;br /&gt;Und mehr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die Winter werden warm&lt;br /&gt;Zum mit dir leben&lt;br /&gt;Zum jeden dass täglich dich sehen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geboren war eine neue zeit&lt;br /&gt;Eine bessere&lt;br /&gt;Für dich...&lt;br /&gt;Mit dir!&lt;br /&gt;Der Ära von Licht&lt;br /&gt;Herzlich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katharina, lächeln!&lt;br /&gt;Diese zeit ist nicht wenig&lt;br /&gt;Weil die Sonne für immer glänzt.&lt;br /&gt;Das Glück ist ewig!&lt;br /&gt;Weil du die Sonne bist :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy anniversary! :))&lt;br /&gt;I wish you a very happy day and of course the best to your future Katharina!&lt;br /&gt;Kind regards&lt;br /&gt;Bis bald!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an important help with the german from two Internet friends: Aija from Riga and Stéphanie von Mannheim. Thank you both so much!!! My best wishes for the two of you! :b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-110047926138349721?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/110047926138349721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=110047926138349721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/110047926138349721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/110047926138349721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/11/hallo-katha-luke-das-ist-eine-witz-fr.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-109952520554582736</id><published>2004-11-03T23:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-03T23:40:05.546Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> Hello Aiga :)&lt;br /&gt; As you know, this is for you :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liepaja's sea epiphany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A star is yet to shine&lt;br /&gt;And the night is yet to fall&lt;br /&gt;But you are always longing&lt;br /&gt;For the day to get small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a place to sit and watch&lt;br /&gt; A where to clear you mind&lt;br /&gt;From the noise of people going by.&lt;br /&gt;The city sounds will soon relax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting seas of reflexion&lt;br /&gt;Show the problemas of the world&lt;br /&gt;Waves swimming in reunion&lt;br /&gt;To the questions never solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking at this coast&lt;br /&gt;Where no boat will risk to float&lt;br /&gt;Drain your concerns to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Because it will surelly not be dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking sea of rebel night&lt;br /&gt;Give an answer to my pray&lt;br /&gt;Keep the water calm today&lt;br /&gt;So we can sail out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;br /&gt;(Picoto 26 e 27 Outubro de 2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As for those who are not familiar with this, :), well... I invite you to discover where and wherever are the numerous beauties of Liepaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, Aiga, come back at any time!&lt;br /&gt;A big kiss for you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-109952520554582736?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/109952520554582736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=109952520554582736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109952520554582736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109952520554582736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/11/hello-aiga-as-you-know-this-is-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-109853723984430147</id><published>2004-10-23T14:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T00:58:57.766+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lei do véu francesa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Segundo uma notícia do Jornal de Notícias de anteontem, duas alunas de uma escola francesa foram expulsas por se recusarem a tirar o véu, parte da sua indumentária, ao entrarem na instituição de ensino.&lt;br /&gt; Violaram a lei, foram expulsas.&lt;br /&gt; A lei é absurda e errada.&lt;br /&gt; As leis devem ser feitas tendo por objectivo a defesa da justiça, a protecção dos direitos e o cumprimento dos deveres dos cidadãos.&lt;br /&gt; As leis não poderão, jamais, ser contra e limitadoras dos direitos íntrinsecos e pessoais do ser humano. O direito de escolher um modo de pensar, o direito de escolher uma religião, de escolher uma maneira de vestir são, mais do que direitos, características do ser humano, e, inalienáveis.&lt;br /&gt; Para além disso, o bom senso, não pode nunca ser esquecido.&lt;br /&gt; Expulsar alguém de uma escola, onde se vai para aprender, onde se cumpre um dos direitos universais do Homem - o direito ao ensino - por vestir algo que desagrada às tendências laicistas e intolerantes de outros,  é rídiculo.&lt;br /&gt; E é uma violência!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-109853723984430147?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/109853723984430147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=109853723984430147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109853723984430147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109853723984430147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/10/lei-do-vu-francesa-segundo-uma-notcia.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-109794800281510834</id><published>2004-10-16T18:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T18:39:18.466+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Considerar-se a mera possibilidade de adiar ou cancelar o jogo de futebol entre o S.L.e Benfica e o F.C. Porto devido à preocupação com o comportamento dos adeptos é triste.É triste que nos dias de hoje, os estádios - não só de futebol - sejam muitas vezes sitiosonde as pessoas vão para, de forma abjecta, expiarem as suas frustrações quotidianas. Ossitios que deveriam servir os ideais do desporto, da competição, da saúde, acabam por tornar-sepalcos de intolerância. Qual a razão de ser do ódio clubista? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; A violência nos estádios, entre pessoas e entre claques - estranho fenómeno de aglomeração de massas que em muitos casos toma a forma de associação criminosa - é desprezível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Ricardo, membro da claque laranja, amigo de Tiago, membro da claque amarela. Dia de jogo, clássico, dérbie. Equipa laranja contra equipa amarela. O jogo começa, a bola rola,o público vibra, o árbitro apita. Jogada duvidosa, lance cortado, caldo entornado: jogo perigoso na bancada... Equipa zangada, tudo à porrada. Laranjas contra amarelos, paus contra pedras, grande pedrada.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Pedra na mão, Tiago atira prá confusão, com pontaria, grande avaria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ricardo morre, de pau na mão, às mãos de tiago..., sem pedra na mão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-109794800281510834?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/109794800281510834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=109794800281510834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109794800281510834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109794800281510834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/10/considerar-se-mera-possibilidade-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-109742178463350732</id><published>2004-10-10T16:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T21:18:08.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Símbolos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anel no dedo enfiado&lt;br /&gt;Pulseira no pulso atada.&lt;br /&gt;Símbolos...&lt;br /&gt;Anel achado&lt;br /&gt;Pulseira comprada.&lt;br /&gt;Símbolos gratuitos,&lt;br /&gt;Símbolos fortuitos.&lt;br /&gt;Cores vazias, sem significado&lt;br /&gt;Prata sem brilho nem valor de mercado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-109742178463350732?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/109742178463350732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=109742178463350732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109742178463350732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109742178463350732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/10/smbolos-anel-no-dedo-enfiado-pulseira.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-109728591640014692</id><published>2004-10-09T02:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T02:38:36.400+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Atitudes pré-históricas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As declarações do Ministro Rui Gomes da Silva sobre as prestações televisivas semanais de Marcelo Rebelo de Sousa, tiveram uma grande repercussão nos meios políticos e sociais - já que todos nós que somos sociedade o discutimos... - "usou-se e abusou-se" da liberdade de expressão, até os laços de sangue dos protagonistas foram dissecados! mas, para além de todo o espectáculo mediático que se gerou em torno da questão, fica um aviso para os portugueses:&lt;br /&gt; Atenção!!: dissimulados por detrás dos pilares mais elementares do Estado de direito democrático onde todos julgamos viver, ainda existem algumas criaturas que não entendem o porquê do 25 de Abril (talvez também sejam a favor de que este feriado seja sempre à segunda-feira....) e estão prontos a regressar ao passado, onde o poder era a Lei.&lt;br /&gt; Para bem da liberdade,  é preciso distingui-los nos silêncios censurados!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-109728591640014692?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/109728591640014692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=109728591640014692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109728591640014692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109728591640014692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/10/atitudes-pr-histricas-as-declaraes-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-109675407021892852</id><published>2004-10-02T21:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T22:54:30.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;GAFFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apoiem esta causa...&lt;br /&gt;se quiserem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaffe.no.sapo.pt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-109675407021892852?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/109675407021892852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=109675407021892852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109675407021892852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109675407021892852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/10/gaffe-apoiem-esta-causa.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-109578895911657322</id><published>2004-09-21T18:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T18:49:19.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;espaço temporal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pára o teu relógio por cinco minutos. Faz com  que esse espaço temporal deixe de existir e ouve as minhas palavras. Deixa-me falar e só depois pensa e reage como te apetecer. Não dês muita importância, sairei assim que levantares um braço, ou uma mão ou um dedo... Sairei, de vez, se o quiseres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-109578895911657322?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/109578895911657322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=109578895911657322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109578895911657322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109578895911657322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/09/espao-temporal-pra-o-teu-relgio-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-109484100647266691</id><published>2004-09-10T19:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T01:01:09.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vânia, como gostas de "remexer nas minhas coisas", é bom que entre elas, também encontres algumas coisas tuas. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiga da Vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá criança irmã :)&lt;br /&gt;Na ignorância do futuro&lt;br /&gt;E no desejo presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá espírito vagueante&lt;br /&gt;Que titubeante mergulhas&lt;br /&gt;Num movimento de perfeição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respiras debaixo de água,&lt;br /&gt;Suspiras no ar...&lt;br /&gt;Mas triunfas em terra! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desafiada por Deus&lt;br /&gt;Alimentas a chama&lt;br /&gt;Que ilumina e chama&lt;br /&gt;Os mais pobres dos seus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atitude na adversidade,&lt;br /&gt;No perigo prudência,&lt;br /&gt;Na partilha justiça,&lt;br /&gt;E temperança na facilidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá criança irmã&lt;br /&gt;Amiga de hoje e de amanhã! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-109484100647266691?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/109484100647266691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=109484100647266691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109484100647266691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109484100647266691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/09/vnia-como-gostas-de-remexer-nas-minhas.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-109387414270565318</id><published>2004-08-30T14:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T14:55:42.706+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Livros de férias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, as férias estão a acabar... É sempre assim todos os anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que está, talvez tenha estado, na moda recomendar livros...&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos apenas a sugestão de lerem os livros que li nas férias. Gostei de ambos!&lt;br /&gt;"Werther" de Göethe e "Cândido" de Voltaire. Livros pequenos para quem se enfada de ler muito como eu e escritos por mestres da literatura universal. Mais não digo, a não ser que me perguntem... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por curiosidade: 2€ foi quanto me custou a leitura de férias... Os proveitos, esses, não os consigo contabilizar, mas foram superiores a 2€...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-109387414270565318?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/109387414270565318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=109387414270565318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109387414270565318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109387414270565318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/08/livros-de-frias-pois-as-frias-esto.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-109325895821794906</id><published>2004-08-23T11:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T00:29:42.093Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are two things that last forever... The Beautiful things and the Past. Making beautiful things has a double effect! they bring happyness and last forever. And this is the key to immortality and eternity... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you Jenny :) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jenny &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a classic situation&lt;br /&gt;We have met...&lt;br /&gt;"You thought you would never see me again?"&lt;br /&gt;Destiny, will...?&lt;br /&gt;One of them had to bring me back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic:&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to eat a pound of strawberries&lt;br /&gt;And only getting a pair...&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes I would be lost forever.&lt;br /&gt;Not classic...&lt;br /&gt;Rare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh punishment of life!&lt;br /&gt;Knowing someone...&lt;br /&gt;When you go away&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;Who is going away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Jenny...&lt;br /&gt;And when the cold November wind&lt;br /&gt;Fly you back to the Old Albion&lt;br /&gt;Take with you&lt;br /&gt;The warm of the Sun,&lt;br /&gt;The warm of the beaches,&lt;br /&gt;And specially,&lt;br /&gt;The warm of the portuguese hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Jenny&lt;br /&gt;And why not to take as well&lt;br /&gt;The will to come back?... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;br /&gt;(Albufeira, 21/22 Agosto 2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in the Middle of one million impossible dreams I can find my possible dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-109325895821794906?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/109325895821794906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=109325895821794906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109325895821794906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109325895821794906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/08/there-are-two-things-that-last-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-109240735064695182</id><published>2004-08-13T15:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T00:54:16.173+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>L'hantise de remplir les espaces vides... Est-ce que ça c'est un impératif de la vie? Ou est elle une nécessité ou simplement un moien d'accomplissement individuel? Et pour un "écriveur" ces pages blancs sont elles sien défi et sien space vide? Je n'ai pas besoin de papier! Et je ne manque pas des sentiments et des émotions... Je manque seulement l'esprit d'écriveur. Est-ce que je le trouverais maintenant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-109240735064695182?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/109240735064695182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=109240735064695182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109240735064695182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109240735064695182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/08/lhantise-de-remplir-les-espaces-vides.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-109152993595329657</id><published>2004-08-03T11:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T11:45:35.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ai ai... que preguiça...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha harpa sem cordas&lt;br /&gt;Tento tocar-te no silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;Da espera...&lt;br /&gt;Desespero por nadas!&lt;br /&gt;Vivo atado, num suplício,&lt;br /&gt;Pela ausência que o tempo gera.&lt;br /&gt;Desata-me, devolve-me as cordas!&lt;br /&gt;Volta! Volta ainda que não possas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;br /&gt;(Picoto, 15/02/2002)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-109152993595329657?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/109152993595329657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=109152993595329657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109152993595329657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/109152993595329657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/08/ai-ai.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-108950500548797132</id><published>2004-07-11T01:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T01:16:45.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Várias palavras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma palavra para a praia de Vieira, depois de maldizer, devo dizer agora bem.&lt;br /&gt;Mudaram, renovaram, arejaram, melhoraram.&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto de tudo, e os malditos paus continuam na areia suja...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, que em poucas palavras de ingratidão, se leia um cumprimento, e um elogio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra palavra para as regras.&lt;br /&gt;As regras são feitas à partida, &lt;em&gt;ex ante&lt;/em&gt;. A maior parte das vezes são escritas e, muitas vezes, conhecidas.&lt;br /&gt;Porque tanto se protesta com o que é legítimo? Porque se tentam criar novas regras a meio do jogo?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na política, como no futebol, ganha-se no final do jogo, e ganha quem tem mais votos ou mais golos. O PSD ganhou as legislativas. A Grécia ganhou o Euro2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justos vencedores. Goste-se, agora, ou não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, mais uma palavra. Mais um elogio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase tudo correu bem no Euro português. Parabéns a quem o fez!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns também à Grécia! Viveu-se o 2004, Viva Hellas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E viva Portugal! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-108950500548797132?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/108950500548797132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=108950500548797132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108950500548797132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108950500548797132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/07/vrias-palavras-uma-palavra-para-praia.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-108950428175911987</id><published>2004-07-11T00:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T01:05:34.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Felicidade alheia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho inveja&lt;br /&gt;Dos casais que passam,&lt;br /&gt;De mãos dadas,&lt;br /&gt;Nas ruas ladrilhadas de amarelo:&lt;br /&gt;Insensíveis e sensaboronas&lt;br /&gt;Que reflectem e espelham.&lt;br /&gt;Os filhos pequenos a seus pés&lt;br /&gt;E sorrisos e gritinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Muitos sorrisos!&lt;br /&gt;Está condenado o amputado,&lt;br /&gt;Deitado na rua amarela,&lt;br /&gt;Pede, não dinheiro,&lt;br /&gt;Mas que o deixem em paz.&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, afastem dele a felicidade!&lt;br /&gt;A vossa felicidade &lt;br /&gt;Que não é a dele!&lt;br /&gt;Os ladrilhos são disformes&lt;br /&gt;E, irremediavelmente amarelos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Picoto, 07/09/2002)&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-108950428175911987?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/108950428175911987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=108950428175911987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108950428175911987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108950428175911987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/07/felicidade-alheia-tenho-inveja-dos.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-108746826116533976</id><published>2004-06-17T11:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T16:13:01.883Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Aqueles intelectuais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enervam-me aqueles intelectuais que se julgam muito espertos.&lt;br /&gt;Por lerem muitos livros... por percorrerem quilómetros de museus, por&lt;br /&gt;observarem, na sua sofisticação, quadros com ares de entendedor, que até podem ser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensam que a cultura só está nas letras e nas artes e em tudo o que eles&lt;br /&gt;vêem com os seus olhos iluminados de conhecimento. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seu discurso superior utilizam palavras como:  "parolos", "povão", por vezes "mentecaptos", e dizem mal&lt;br /&gt;de tudo, criticam o estado da pátria, a forma de pensar e agir das pessoas... Raramente&lt;br /&gt;apresentam soluções ou sugestões. É tudo em tom de crítica e, quando as coisas&lt;br /&gt;são bem feitas é raro escreverem, na sua palavra, de bela caligrafia, um elogio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas os seus olhos iluminados estão fechados na escuridão para outros valores, para outra&lt;br /&gt;beleza, para outra arte. A beleza das coisas simples, a arte de viver com o que&lt;br /&gt;a vida dá...&lt;br /&gt;Só eles estão certos, os ditadores da cultura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enervar-me com eles? Para quê?&lt;br /&gt;Talvez, antes, ter pena de horizontes tão curtos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-108746826116533976?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/108746826116533976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=108746826116533976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108746826116533976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108746826116533976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/06/aqueles-intelectuais-enervam-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-108574580338618907</id><published>2004-05-28T12:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T22:34:14.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ich mag (falsche) deutsche sprechen!!! :))) :b&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallo meine Deutsche Freunde!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alles gut mit Ihnen? &lt;br /&gt;Jetzt dieses Seite es ist Ihr auch :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich denke über Deutschland und meine Deutsche Freunde vielen mal, ja, gute Sachen nur! &lt;br /&gt;Ich muß zurückkommen! Wir müssen wieder treffen! Wir müssen wieder leben Taizé! :))) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo Leute, sind glücklich! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-108574580338618907?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/108574580338618907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=108574580338618907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108574580338618907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108574580338618907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/05/ich-mag-falsche-deutsche-sprechen-b.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-108411472622613632</id><published>2004-05-09T15:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T16:02:02.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Benção das Pastas de Leiria 2004&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acção de Graças&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalistas,&lt;br /&gt;E eis que o fim do dia chega...&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro dia de aulas&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro dia de caloiro&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro dia de praxe &lt;br /&gt;O primeiro dia de borga&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro dia do caminho que agora chega ao fim.&lt;br /&gt;Começou como acabou, num repente do tempo, num suspiro de medos. O desconhecido e a descoberta. Misto de tristeza e de alegria, num salto de criança que se fez homem e mulher.&lt;br /&gt;Vivemos este dia especial rodeados de coisas especiais. Os cuidados da família, os ombros dos amigos, as cabeças dos professores, as nossas cábulas, o amor de Deus!&lt;br /&gt;Agora que este dia chega ao fim e outro começa, uma pequena pausa...&lt;br /&gt;Tempo para dizer obrigado. Tempo para lembrar os que ficam e os que passam, e os que permanecem e nunca mais se esquecem. Tempo para lembrar o nosso Deus, que nos criou, que nos pôs na escola da vida e nos ensinou. A conhecer, a amar e a recordar, a viver!&lt;br /&gt;Regressemos ao caminho com alegria! O sol nascente que desperta traz-nos um futuro brilhante. A saída da Universidade é apenas mais uma entrada, mais um dia que começa.&lt;br /&gt;Finalistas, estudantes da vida, vamos juntos, vamos confiantes e levemos connosco o dia de hoje!&lt;br /&gt;Graças a Deus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;br /&gt;(Picoto, Março/Abril 2004)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-108411472622613632?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/108411472622613632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=108411472622613632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108411472622613632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108411472622613632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/05/beno-das-pastas-de-leiria-2004-aco-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-108243636517082804</id><published>2004-04-20T05:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T05:49:01.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Semana Académica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eis senão quando, quando menos esperas, e mais precisas, aparece do nada um verdadeiro amigo que te mostra a luz. Um verdadeiro milagre! &lt;br /&gt;Trouxe-me a esperança, e a razão, deu-me uma lição de vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre lágrimas, uma verdade, persistir na paciência e na rectidão, sem esquecer a diversão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-108243636517082804?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/108243636517082804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=108243636517082804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108243636517082804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108243636517082804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/04/semana-acadmica-e-eis-seno-quando.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-108164950636339822</id><published>2004-04-11T03:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T14:03:01.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What to do when the odds of success are from 1 zillion to 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-108164950636339822?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/108164950636339822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=108164950636339822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108164950636339822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108164950636339822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/04/what-to-do-when-odds-of-success-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-108162674266862864</id><published>2004-04-10T20:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T20:58:19.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;strong&gt;Prescrição&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Há coisas que não entendo... E uma dessas coisas é a figura jurídica da prescrição. A prescrição é mais ou menos isto: após passar determinado tempo (previsto na lei) depois de um determinado facto jurídico - por exemplo, um crime - deixam de poder ser aplicados efeitos jurídicos sobre o autor de tal facto.&lt;br /&gt; E eu não consigo entender isto! Sendo a justiça sempre cega, porque não há-de ser também eterna? Cmo é possível que a justiça tenha um prazo de validade, como se de um simples iogurte se tratasse?&lt;br /&gt; Será que a passagem do tempo extingue responsabilidades? Que espírito da lei pretende isto? Quem se procura defender, a vítima ou o culpado?&lt;br /&gt; Esta minha incompreensão alarfa-se, no contexto onde vivemos, num país onde a justiça é lenta, muito lenta.&lt;br /&gt; E muitos crimes prescrevem, sendo os culpados liberados pela justiça e as vítimas castigadas pela injustiça.&lt;br /&gt; Eu não entendo.&lt;br /&gt; Quem me explica?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-108162674266862864?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/108162674266862864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=108162674266862864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108162674266862864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108162674266862864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/04/prescrio-h-coisas-que-no-entendo.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5531318.post-108155388914573104</id><published>2004-04-10T00:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T00:40:55.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Eles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali está ela.&lt;br /&gt;São cinco horas da tarde&lt;br /&gt;Por alguma razão,&lt;br /&gt;O sol não desce,&lt;br /&gt;Está suspenso, atento...&lt;br /&gt;A uma melodia.&lt;br /&gt;O sol enrubesce lentamente, &lt;br /&gt;Como que envergonhado,&lt;br /&gt;Por uma música tão bela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali está ela.&lt;br /&gt;Tocando o seu saxofone,&lt;br /&gt;Desordenadamente, de improviso.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, uma qualquer razão,&lt;br /&gt;Uma qualquer força,&lt;br /&gt;Dá sentido e vida&lt;br /&gt;Às notas desavindas...&lt;br /&gt;Que se unem em harmonia&lt;br /&gt;É a música!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali está ela.&lt;br /&gt;Sentada nos degraus,          &lt;br /&gt;Da escada branca,&lt;br /&gt;No início da rua.&lt;br /&gt;Adiante, &lt;br /&gt;Só os ruídos dos miúdos&lt;br /&gt;Se intrometem, sem perturbar, &lt;br /&gt;Os chutos na bola...&lt;br /&gt;Completam a sinfonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali está ele.&lt;br /&gt;Ao fundo da rua,	&lt;br /&gt;Aparenta serenidade...&lt;br /&gt;Mas por dentro,&lt;br /&gt;O seu coração estremece.&lt;br /&gt;Dança ao som da música.&lt;br /&gt;Cada baixar de olhos...&lt;br /&gt;Que emoção!&lt;br /&gt;É um não acreditar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali estão eles.&lt;br /&gt;O sol chora os últimos raios, &lt;br /&gt;Triste por não poder ter&lt;br /&gt;Aquele amor, aquele prazer.&lt;br /&gt;É o fim e o início do dia...&lt;br /&gt;Quando os olhares se unem&lt;br /&gt;E eles se compreendem...&lt;br /&gt;Uma vibração, uma empatia,&lt;br /&gt;O abraço da melodia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Picoto, 10/09/2002 a 15/10/2002)&lt;br /&gt;Nuno Gaudêncio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;...the infinite is a Large space yet to be known... I need some company... come with me!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5531318-108155388914573104?l=mundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/feeds/108155388914573104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5531318&amp;postID=108155388914573104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108155388914573104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5531318/posts/default/108155388914573104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundos.blogspot.com/2004/04/eles-ali-est-ela.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00455847105158916580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyMnQ1QlBUs/SdgF0gEJNXI/AAAAAAAAACU/4x5r4KqrYj8/S220/Nuni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
