tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85349058359190733202024-03-05T19:59:45.734+00:00A imagem...o espelho..."...dizem que a paixão o conheceu
mas hoje vive escondido nuns óculos escuros
senta-se no estremecer da noite enumera
o que lhe sobejou do adolescente rosto
turvo pela ligeira náusea da velhice..." Al BertoXana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.comBlogger327125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-7690636164551079962011-07-21T16:06:00.000+01:002011-07-21T16:06:09.823+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/prild_Ga9QE/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/prild_Ga9QE&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/prild_Ga9QE&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-54596752734213220292011-06-23T00:37:00.002+01:002011-06-23T00:37:58.167+01:00O meu amor...<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/txLPlvkGiP4" width="560"></iframe>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-71844519304756212642011-06-23T00:35:00.000+01:002011-06-23T00:35:48.281+01:00...<div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLZsIhCb2jULsgzeXN76Ln6Ri2sehKpj3fvJFdx4azzF2Jwn_MSRxhNbYie2EzRCixgTXrfDIsbrXCqQzmgc9iZg0NzP-R09WkQsCQ22V6xoIZ89wQWb0NaYgbsBXi6mQkyuB7-m4eStHX/s1600/DSCF7120.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621188410379071042" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLZsIhCb2jULsgzeXN76Ln6Ri2sehKpj3fvJFdx4azzF2Jwn_MSRxhNbYie2EzRCixgTXrfDIsbrXCqQzmgc9iZg0NzP-R09WkQsCQ22V6xoIZ89wQWb0NaYgbsBXi6mQkyuB7-m4eStHX/s400/DSCF7120.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
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"Aquilo que na vida tem sentido, mesmo sendo qualquer coisa de mínimo, prima sobre algo de grande, porém isento de sentido"<br />
Carl Gustav Jung</div></div></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-37934197288704747402011-03-19T19:30:00.000+00:002011-03-19T19:30:35.065+00:00I Don't Know How To Love Him...<iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/89IRGoggjWM?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-44524922869548494182011-01-11T12:10:00.000+00:002011-01-11T12:10:23.429+00:00'Ludwig's Last Song' -Stuart Mitchell (Pianist/Composer) Feargus Heathe...<iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Gtr4FAZuel0?fs=1" frameborder="0"></iframe>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-30050430117213084812010-11-24T15:47:00.001+00:002010-11-24T15:50:28.232+00:00This Mortal Coil...<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FZo_OxN_j7c?fs=1&hl=pt_PT"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FZo_OxN_j7c?fs=1&hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-80714103770020514162010-11-22T17:27:00.002+00:002010-11-22T17:36:42.068+00:00Canto...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4sMqvUjPgE7R9mbmD4watDRDeN9mXOSpZcXWek9wMPt2e7h8A7nVQvzw5Z9STVMu-AiiQXEHLBBqtCGt0FVIwD2RDfLhvovaf0sHF1BRdlQ2YsKjvyUn4uYtxlEoRGUobEfOLOPiBL2no/s1600/DSCF7091.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4sMqvUjPgE7R9mbmD4watDRDeN9mXOSpZcXWek9wMPt2e7h8A7nVQvzw5Z9STVMu-AiiQXEHLBBqtCGt0FVIwD2RDfLhvovaf0sHF1BRdlQ2YsKjvyUn4uYtxlEoRGUobEfOLOPiBL2no/s400/DSCF7091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542427630851133234" /></a>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-75916891585538944592010-11-17T15:38:00.004+00:002010-11-17T15:41:27.930+00:00Na Floresta do Alheamento<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSP7ntERfq3d8HnZjOumOHWuv_aA1EBzRSLwJfneQbkWG5oTjpvOfeb1FKbW8Q9NVvup6mcyRXL-b5GCt1_x-eizt_hid_uPQk3wraVkHNewq3_H4RjoiD6TDuRpQwkPEOgifvnUKbUnTL/s1600/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSP7ntERfq3d8HnZjOumOHWuv_aA1EBzRSLwJfneQbkWG5oTjpvOfeb1FKbW8Q9NVvup6mcyRXL-b5GCt1_x-eizt_hid_uPQk3wraVkHNewq3_H4RjoiD6TDuRpQwkPEOgifvnUKbUnTL/s320/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540544151311452562" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: xx-small; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">"Sei que despertei e que ainda durmo. O meu corpo antigo, moído de eu viver diz-me que é muito cedo ainda... Sinto-me febril de longe. Peso-me, não sei porquê... Num torpor lúcido, pesadamente incorpóreo, estagno, entre o sono e a vigília, num sonho que é uma sombra de sonhar. Minha atenção bóia entre dois mundos e vê cegamente a profundeza de um mar e a profundeza de um céu; e estas profundezas interpenetram-se, misturam-se, e eu não sei onde estou nem o que sonho."</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: xx-small; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: xx-small; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; ">Livro do Desassossego por Bernardo Soares</span></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-69172435163737511772010-07-15T15:54:00.000+01:002010-07-15T15:54:31.676+01:00Biffy Clyro - Many of Horror<object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mAh--lH0H3U&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mAh--lH0H3U&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-83306388129291400522010-05-19T18:50:00.002+01:002010-05-19T18:55:48.899+01:00Bebido o Luar...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjya5gyynl6EcNhOgk79-8s5Kqqzcr_d0W2Q-wHYRUWfS8XuE_UqvO0LZ5pjz-BaATePT6fCMoyiEqsAEPBP65A0w5D4PW62o5i0mngAyksnZDH3HxzzofJET2_RwboFSFr0W8j2ONwRC9r/s1600/l_4c09f265027f43f88a2e3463007c5413.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473040727415694930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjya5gyynl6EcNhOgk79-8s5Kqqzcr_d0W2Q-wHYRUWfS8XuE_UqvO0LZ5pjz-BaATePT6fCMoyiEqsAEPBP65A0w5D4PW62o5i0mngAyksnZDH3HxzzofJET2_RwboFSFr0W8j2ONwRC9r/s320/l_4c09f265027f43f88a2e3463007c5413.jpg" /></a>Bebido o luar, ébrios de horizontes,<br />Julgamos que viver era abraçar<br />O rumor dos pinhais, o azul dos montes<br />E todos os jardins verdes do mar.<br /><br />Mas solitários somos e passamos,<br />Não são nossos os frutos nem as flores,<br />O céu e o mar apagam-se exteriores<br />E tornam-se os fantasmas que sonhamos.<br /><br />Por que jardins que nós não colheremos,<br />Límpidos nas auroras a nascer,<br />Por que o céu e o mar se não seremos<br />Nunca os deuses capazes de os viver.<br /><br /><span style="font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:180%;">Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen</span>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-76121251306629929592010-04-08T20:54:00.000+01:002010-04-08T20:55:04.091+01:00Expressões...<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrJJGMyJW9-EeAN2QyULMaZogQT-lFAn3FY79KvBLhhc5JIel3zM1uwPIX0-dtu_m5ORiaR64xTOsla3NFYopVlHirAPwtJVlwKWvB-FjuJ0KHQJb6gyteHG6RSKjKuY9HMVXi-98V-sRx/s1600/Alexandra+Pais.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 544px; HEIGHT: 398px" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrJJGMyJW9-EeAN2QyULMaZogQT-lFAn3FY79KvBLhhc5JIel3zM1uwPIX0-dtu_m5ORiaR64xTOsla3NFYopVlHirAPwtJVlwKWvB-FjuJ0KHQJb6gyteHG6RSKjKuY9HMVXi-98V-sRx/s400/Alexandra+Pais.jpg" width="469" height="398" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-68827724516124444372010-03-21T22:19:00.002+00:002010-03-21T22:43:28.657+00:00Visita-me...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8zKeKEnrXKi_W05Vc4APS4SF7-re0zoDaM5tNbDdY06zSwZDEJnHGMzR52FLBvbVv5imWutuFT4eecr4RVgJadg0e6ndhw26Rlqxp1-B5W8oh8Q_-MjRqa1XMAuujE-kpLUbSzpBBS6j5/s1600-h/DSCF9684.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451215713328072578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8zKeKEnrXKi_W05Vc4APS4SF7-re0zoDaM5tNbDdY06zSwZDEJnHGMzR52FLBvbVv5imWutuFT4eecr4RVgJadg0e6ndhw26Rlqxp1-B5W8oh8Q_-MjRqa1XMAuujE-kpLUbSzpBBS6j5/s320/DSCF9684.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTTS5waVO8cNm_jdgnULPL3bkLXjCFryFUlqd8S07PEPX8ZJqDFnnwwaFAgXF3kaOjrfTJ0GPyUdPA09glrIQIYzVJOolC96ZbThdz__ytswxuZ8bpurI8-T7Q5GeGtmp2LN4nO4eJmPLG/s1600-h/DSCF9501.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451215708886211906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTTS5waVO8cNm_jdgnULPL3bkLXjCFryFUlqd8S07PEPX8ZJqDFnnwwaFAgXF3kaOjrfTJ0GPyUdPA09glrIQIYzVJOolC96ZbThdz__ytswxuZ8bpurI8-T7Q5GeGtmp2LN4nO4eJmPLG/s320/DSCF9501.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUcIAqVdpQ_G23lAboWCDxmL_au5ZxZ_NShN08VckNtsJ2mchZdOrpNBC10IOG0Wx2eHGut6PgWjZG18Jagai-ZHWDV8e2nRMu0jOymm13zOduVZsgvK8Xy8667U9vdSwbFIvezF5i15WX/s1600-h/DSC_0104.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451215688783722018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUcIAqVdpQ_G23lAboWCDxmL_au5ZxZ_NShN08VckNtsJ2mchZdOrpNBC10IOG0Wx2eHGut6PgWjZG18Jagai-ZHWDV8e2nRMu0jOymm13zOduVZsgvK8Xy8667U9vdSwbFIvezF5i15WX/s320/DSC_0104.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhutpIP7-lofOoXKPDv4yFYnfwMT2l13n4BVY8-UYsM_9CRGKiogHHO6DYB8X4Tm6LCnfIRp6B0sFeQMBbizA-WWw5fN-qau07nGokLMsXHt-rJ9nm0teGTEfRHqKYBQtzlzTxFz4ZG71Pg/s1600-h/DSC_0105.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451215692328145890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhutpIP7-lofOoXKPDv4yFYnfwMT2l13n4BVY8-UYsM_9CRGKiogHHO6DYB8X4Tm6LCnfIRp6B0sFeQMBbizA-WWw5fN-qau07nGokLMsXHt-rJ9nm0teGTEfRHqKYBQtzlzTxFz4ZG71Pg/s320/DSC_0105.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:Arial;"><span class="nv_orange"><b><span style="color:#000000;">Visita-me Enquanto não Envelheço</span></b></span> </span></p><div><p></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span class="maintext">visita-me enquanto não envelheço<br />toma estas palavras cheias de medo e surpreende-me<br />com teu rosto de Modigliani suicidado<br /><br />tenho uma varanda ampla cheia de malvas<br />e o marulhar das noites povoadas de peixes voadores<br /><br />ver-me antes que a bruma contamine os alicerces<br />as pedras nacaradas deste vulcão a lava do desejo<br />subindo à boca sulfurosa dos espelhos<br /><br />antes que desperte em mim o grito<br />dalguma terna Jeanne Hébuterne a paixão<br />derrama-se quando tua ausência se prende às veias<br />prontas a esvaziarem-se do rubro ouro<br /><br />perco-te no sono das marítimas paisagens<br />estas feridas de barro e quartzo<br />os olhos escancarados para a infindável água<br /><br />com teu sabor de açúcar queimado em redor da noite<br />sonhar perto do coração que não sabe como tocar-te<br /><br /><i>Al Berto, in 'Salsugem'</i></span> </span></p><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div> </div></div></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-68844487815447431732010-02-23T20:51:00.002+00:002010-02-23T20:56:12.993+00:00Ternura...<p align="justify"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='453' height='370' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyM_3O7LRqhNQCjfcJGTcsWpMuxqI5B9q4AgMlhv3PhFuYsH0zY4jVQUBtufTVx2HEOj01M7fxskI-nuUndNA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-48602536969337404462009-12-13T22:58:00.002+00:002009-12-13T23:04:36.126+00:00A verdade...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLLaBwSBBJzrt8-8plRSjNBJIcdm9ZgIJfdkS6NxeMmw3VpzhqtjKcgHQy3wkTBw9q7gC3cK6coFHGo4EkOuYtk8hTkhLroqtJMIBNMa56jKs9DQGDHa6YWQsHLxsetUNQrKGZMjIx02-O/s1600-h/DSCF0014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLLaBwSBBJzrt8-8plRSjNBJIcdm9ZgIJfdkS6NxeMmw3VpzhqtjKcgHQy3wkTBw9q7gC3cK6coFHGo4EkOuYtk8hTkhLroqtJMIBNMa56jKs9DQGDHa6YWQsHLxsetUNQrKGZMjIx02-O/s320/DSCF0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414860480193548370" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt 20px;" align="center"> </p> <p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0pt 20px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0pt 20px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">"Os homens não conhecem o que conhecem os deuses. O que, às vezes, os homens consideram como uma </span></p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0pt 20px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">verdadeira desgraça, nada mais é que um verdadeiro bem para seu aperfeiçoamento moral".</span></p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0pt 20px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"> </p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0pt 20px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Sócrates</span></p>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-49785118914995718902009-10-27T21:39:00.000+00:002009-10-27T21:39:38.902+00:00De dentro para fora...<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwZF4Sv4Lx_KFieNDOGwBgw4J97vNU01s3K1YyLs12su6lBMR-yw5IMAcm1-epEXMnBl2vXFEra9x_EYfZGOuKMowX5_UCH9mqKsT7DVuY3xNP3XantzDM78bIeGFMUFwvcUk23AnILcrg/s1600-h/Fofos.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwZF4Sv4Lx_KFieNDOGwBgw4J97vNU01s3K1YyLs12su6lBMR-yw5IMAcm1-epEXMnBl2vXFEra9x_EYfZGOuKMowX5_UCH9mqKsT7DVuY3xNP3XantzDM78bIeGFMUFwvcUk23AnILcrg/s400/Fofos.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-39054530408744402732009-10-14T15:11:00.001+01:002009-10-14T15:11:43.590+01:00My Damn Channel » Spärhusen » Episode #1<a href="http://www.mydamnchannel.com/Sparhusen/Sp%C3%A4rhusen/Episode1_2977.aspx">My Damn Channel » Spärhusen » Episode #1</a><br /><br />Shared via <a href="http://addthis.com">AddThis</a><br />Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-43216088789876530312009-09-07T12:06:00.001+01:002009-09-07T12:09:38.469+01:00Escolhas...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-T0EH6r4hpv4TrtBESQc222yZXq2PJuOvRjOb2ZMxu3M3SSizTz007zbpImeYw4C1mZYRtCrPbqdyXP6LOQ8vZ-SWFJDkbmMdXGg6zadpq_lwZPKNuQvCT20vg6FoFwbCORnkNilBoVHV/s1600-h/DSCF1179.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378680758953184146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-T0EH6r4hpv4TrtBESQc222yZXq2PJuOvRjOb2ZMxu3M3SSizTz007zbpImeYw4C1mZYRtCrPbqdyXP6LOQ8vZ-SWFJDkbmMdXGg6zadpq_lwZPKNuQvCT20vg6FoFwbCORnkNilBoVHV/s320/DSCF1179.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFoUMchyphenhyphenrC_mu8PmwG9KOlaiWmPBU2b-rnysI7OmC9Iog_YVWEBor2yqrPSbPSRYyE0UqIhEzenMI0vfKXdLCOR34XlWad2vSYVY5gWuRzSeGMWqgY3BD1asCDYENxK35NPtMrRrh4W1Kt/s1600-h/DSCF1178.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378680752498690338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFoUMchyphenhyphenrC_mu8PmwG9KOlaiWmPBU2b-rnysI7OmC9Iog_YVWEBor2yqrPSbPSRYyE0UqIhEzenMI0vfKXdLCOR34XlWad2vSYVY5gWuRzSeGMWqgY3BD1asCDYENxK35NPtMrRrh4W1Kt/s320/DSCF1178.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-84679745580282803892009-09-07T11:39:00.000+01:002009-09-07T11:42:45.454+01:00Caminhos...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3VsGbwhp0DwsI5r4LfqRLwmf32WV-xJludoyIVtcA1T6AjwvPYzEgmp7j_Bm8wxYQgxvD3iN4UOv1MKgdGNxMcqAdwaOyo939jB4mPLlDluiAqDlROMhqCJxzrvHF9UXG15la2aSTM3fe/s1600-h/DSCF1106.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378674015652715618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3VsGbwhp0DwsI5r4LfqRLwmf32WV-xJludoyIVtcA1T6AjwvPYzEgmp7j_Bm8wxYQgxvD3iN4UOv1MKgdGNxMcqAdwaOyo939jB4mPLlDluiAqDlROMhqCJxzrvHF9UXG15la2aSTM3fe/s320/DSCF1106.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_tP8dFqLmQ7iDE0itFSLKIqmQNAVDtlvqJs3vnF6j_xZ-ydwfX-4Rzr87NzJXtI94H64imFxA4TUO7SFMXO3uQ4kZM3XY9v_tMUgdcyoFhzb_alv0LvhKGvL8m_uGSnwrSHEDc41YzBos/s1600-h/DSCF1105.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378674007321121362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_tP8dFqLmQ7iDE0itFSLKIqmQNAVDtlvqJs3vnF6j_xZ-ydwfX-4Rzr87NzJXtI94H64imFxA4TUO7SFMXO3uQ4kZM3XY9v_tMUgdcyoFhzb_alv0LvhKGvL8m_uGSnwrSHEDc41YzBos/s320/DSCF1105.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-24624731717245770472009-07-27T16:41:00.000+01:002009-07-27T16:44:26.371+01:00Estar...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoNV3yKxWtmQOvAIzH5rv_OwRGcgC-lhqFDgakF_h73Wuh22_7p_RcU0qqBJ6tLUCkrjvJcwIA1P8H9NZ6BW1ZoB0kzgAm3Gqbdw7vEyr3HjXbySnsI3rfXOiZSMqUywT3XMcrwWwl-08s/s1600-h/DSCN7623.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363166115337628674" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoNV3yKxWtmQOvAIzH5rv_OwRGcgC-lhqFDgakF_h73Wuh22_7p_RcU0qqBJ6tLUCkrjvJcwIA1P8H9NZ6BW1ZoB0kzgAm3Gqbdw7vEyr3HjXbySnsI3rfXOiZSMqUywT3XMcrwWwl-08s/s320/DSCN7623.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7eHDRL258P8lYmbQCXJvr8HoNzp1l059kEtjnq1s401lSaGf-CB_byHuxB12dhTyDkHWvXqayEkGqlC5gkT97UpUqZz4nCB71T33svyqzgP_9rXk409upryZ45uKQY2A1jbbSO06AvZ29/s1600-h/DSCN7541+-+C%C3%B3pia.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363166106264938466" style="WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7eHDRL258P8lYmbQCXJvr8HoNzp1l059kEtjnq1s401lSaGf-CB_byHuxB12dhTyDkHWvXqayEkGqlC5gkT97UpUqZz4nCB71T33svyqzgP_9rXk409upryZ45uKQY2A1jbbSO06AvZ29/s320/DSCN7541+-+C%C3%B3pia.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-52706421817236022472009-07-23T16:53:00.004+01:002009-07-23T16:58:16.402+01:00Inter-Sonho...<div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Inter-Sonho </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Numa incerta melodia </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Tôda a minh'alma se esconde </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Reminiscencias de Aonde </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Perturbam-me em nostalgia... </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Manhã d'armas! Manhã d'armas! </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Romaria! Romaria! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Tacteio... dobro... resvalo... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Princesas de fantasia </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Desencantam-se das flores... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOfPQ38bhpODAcuWh6wiY3smkuMVgaMxhC9Q_1H5ZROlvJyTI6ga_XO3l5gWAO16ZH7w1aWPCiEZAA_Mu6YVQOaN0W3q945X3yCGUZ1-HG0ZCWHR0Jbf9QoIgWsDDfJwwNQlwR9mBv_07E/s1600-h/P7160231.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361685206257970178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOfPQ38bhpODAcuWh6wiY3smkuMVgaMxhC9Q_1H5ZROlvJyTI6ga_XO3l5gWAO16ZH7w1aWPCiEZAA_Mu6YVQOaN0W3q945X3yCGUZ1-HG0ZCWHR0Jbf9QoIgWsDDfJwwNQlwR9mBv_07E/s320/P7160231.JPG" border="0" /></a></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Que pesadêlo tão bom... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Pressinto um grande intervalo, </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Deliro todas as côres, </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Vivo em roxo e morro em som... </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Mário de Sá-Carneiro, in 'Dispersão'</span> </span></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-10716790043838221632009-07-23T16:41:00.001+01:002009-07-23T16:45:25.947+01:00Be...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qIUO8h_hTDS76LDH97pcCBz8iAwxXiFCLlu9-lRPtFCrZKHzl2IIYrMJJHJSd39kdiKO9JtTZbwXlpk_qSW-lNAa3uCiAHGchaNEz5U-bc3xyzUqdW19A2OpKSuzcXXFwEr5dyOctlyg/s1600-h/P3020095.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361681928482905266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qIUO8h_hTDS76LDH97pcCBz8iAwxXiFCLlu9-lRPtFCrZKHzl2IIYrMJJHJSd39kdiKO9JtTZbwXlpk_qSW-lNAa3uCiAHGchaNEz5U-bc3xyzUqdW19A2OpKSuzcXXFwEr5dyOctlyg/s320/P3020095.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">"<strong>Experience</strong> life in all possible ways — <strong>good</strong>-bad, bitter-sweet, dark-<strong>light,</strong> <strong>summer</strong>-winter. Experience <strong>all</strong> the dualities. Don´t <strong>be</strong> afraid of experience, because the <strong>more</strong> experience you have, the more mature<strong> you</strong> become."</span> </div>Osho<br /><div align="center"></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-919758360672812302009-07-16T15:16:00.001+01:002009-07-16T15:16:46.348+01:00boards of canada-in a beautiful place<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p><object height='350' width='425'><param value='http://youtube.com/v/cPob2EZnC28' name='movie'/><embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/cPob2EZnC28'/></object></p></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-8093565314039971032009-07-16T14:59:00.001+01:002009-07-16T14:59:34.375+01:00Au Revoir Simone - the winter song<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p><object height='350' width='425'><param value='http://youtube.com/v/3KQlJWSFrQU' name='movie'/><embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/3KQlJWSFrQU'/></object></p></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-30533474868673209002009-07-09T17:17:00.002+01:002009-07-09T17:19:45.191+01:00Shunyata... nada...<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">"No princípio é natureza, no final é natureza. Então, por que criar tanta confusão no meio do caminho...? Por que ficar tão preocupado, tão ansioso, com tantas ambições, no meio do caminho por que criar tamanho desespero? Toda a jornada é do nada ao nada..."</span></div><div align="justify"> </div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534905835919073320.post-67631775718728670182009-07-07T11:21:00.003+01:002009-07-07T11:26:17.696+01:00Sensações...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGLx8V-w-umVqrifN-D2a_N4Mo9jh2mpZG6CEi3J6qUyqUp1_T6scZU9TBm61b9NiZepI7owpN67t39S8oN_LD_0smrSLVYzr9VmsLEmo2G2TSTl5ji6lmhBJe-v2ZawjIq1i2W-i4BkXr/s1600-h/CM-live@KO-26Jun09-031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355661727919060370" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGLx8V-w-umVqrifN-D2a_N4Mo9jh2mpZG6CEi3J6qUyqUp1_T6scZU9TBm61b9NiZepI7owpN67t39S8oN_LD_0smrSLVYzr9VmsLEmo2G2TSTl5ji6lmhBJe-v2ZawjIq1i2W-i4BkXr/s400/CM-live@KO-26Jun09-031.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK7pQCvsw30Om7Vye3WvyGirTUQ3sRGE8jh-hP4uv8UkH2FBNog5m4SbpSAcTS_CQnboFQO7RR7YCDHCQ2ENDw2_k9w4KeZ8SqxJBNlavJ1-Fl3SdTpIm6q6NxAq5mIw_DPR2p3Gxqouqe/s1600-h/_DSC7523_-_Copy.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355661725369981346" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK7pQCvsw30Om7Vye3WvyGirTUQ3sRGE8jh-hP4uv8UkH2FBNog5m4SbpSAcTS_CQnboFQO7RR7YCDHCQ2ENDw2_k9w4KeZ8SqxJBNlavJ1-Fl3SdTpIm6q6NxAq5mIw_DPR2p3Gxqouqe/s400/_DSC7523_-_Copy.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Obrigada Nuno por "guardares" estes momentos!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;">És o meu fotógrafo favorito!!!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">(Sim, e depois fazemos contas!!!)</span></div></div>Xana Paishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565277357686856607noreply@blogger.com0