tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55101332795189284092024-03-14T13:20:30.645+00:00...Sin prisa, pero sin pausa...Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.comBlogger473125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-10124356229514754652015-08-10T23:50:00.000+01:002015-08-10T23:50:04.112+01:00Fui ver-te!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Precisei de ti e tu percebeste! Assim que me sentei à tua frente, olhaste-me e perguntaste porque não ía para o teu colo... sem questionar o porquê de não te visitar há tanto tempo, abriste os braços e deixaste-me ficar... o amor é assim!</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">(nunca o céu foi tão bonito)</span>Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-9595530298513839982015-04-01T09:57:00.001+01:002015-04-01T09:57:43.803+01:00Desejos pouco mal intencionados... Lol<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtdfssx9piOtWurl7dQnYaKC4ElWokYb6ctYTOx63p3CeyUEpxEJm8WF4FkZtZh7N5SX4OlX_rwAHGhKpFoL6r7kadn1wmfjhW5wR4jw6JlBCzcTjVeRgfwYgncwhlDasiyHS9DQzMHm2g/s1600/IMG_20150312_081306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"> <img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtdfssx9piOtWurl7dQnYaKC4ElWokYb6ctYTOx63p3CeyUEpxEJm8WF4FkZtZh7N5SX4OlX_rwAHGhKpFoL6r7kadn1wmfjhW5wR4jw6JlBCzcTjVeRgfwYgncwhlDasiyHS9DQzMHm2g/s640/IMG_20150312_081306.JPG"> </a> </div>Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-60096659336865959172015-03-17T20:24:00.001+00:002015-03-17T20:24:13.228+00:00Para onde? Por onde?<p dir="ltr">O que calamos não vai a lado nenhum... Fica co<u>n</u>nosco... Consome!... Consome-me...</p>
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<i>O bem abre caminho</i><br />
<i>A golpe de espadachim</i><br />
<i>E o príncipe encantado</i><br />
<i>Volta sempre para mim...</i><br />
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<i>... Nos desenhos animados é raro chover</i><br />
<i>E nunca, quase nunca acaba mal... </i><br />
<br />Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-57777955343639346212014-11-17T21:07:00.001+00:002014-11-17T21:07:50.432+00:00Trying my best to be gracefull...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-31651756195242595262014-09-21T21:09:00.000+01:002014-09-21T21:09:10.579+01:00Inspirações flamencas...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-64207963582342639612014-09-18T22:27:00.000+01:002014-09-18T22:27:08.142+01:00Vesti-me de luzes...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Esta manhã, vesti-me de luzes...<br />
Vesti-me de luzes, para que quando tu chegasses,<br />
Com esse jeito terno,<br />
Com esse sorriso tímido e orgulhoso olhar...<br />
Para que quando chegasses assim, de braços abertos,<br />
Me acendesses para a vida<br />
E me despertasses radiante,<br />
Repleta de vida, iluminada... Completa e esperançosa...<br />
E me desse por inteiro, sem medos, sem reservas<br />
Orgulhosamente a olhar-te de frente,<br />
Porque escolheste incendiar-me a mim... e só a mim.<br />
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Não chegaste, não me acendeste em ti... mais um dia, mais uma noite...Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-15045802766517836552014-09-03T23:21:00.003+01:002014-09-03T23:22:51.541+01:00Por ti, Nonô... um sorriso!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-34319861039719555612014-09-03T01:38:00.002+01:002014-09-03T01:38:38.083+01:00O chato e o Camané... lololol<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/4TBryO7FCwY" width="420"></iframe>Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-17467400405431515342014-08-26T00:18:00.000+01:002014-08-26T00:18:58.311+01:00I hope...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>Who will never leave you behind</i></div>
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<br /><br /><b>I hope I do too...</b>Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-51346491097398654042014-08-13T00:44:00.000+01:002014-08-13T00:44:02.882+01:00Eu espero...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP5FzNQe7X1vz8eUUqPK9HvgW3VBTFT7prqMoN7WXUDy8OKjIBat4xKfhWiRukw7hVO6uGUWRWMrhcGAEOXI966zGj4F33k09aE3pXuOSwdjNROnQksl-EiCXAJm9Cnp_DIbBcRzhBBech/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP5FzNQe7X1vz8eUUqPK9HvgW3VBTFT7prqMoN7WXUDy8OKjIBat4xKfhWiRukw7hVO6uGUWRWMrhcGAEOXI966zGj4F33k09aE3pXuOSwdjNROnQksl-EiCXAJm9Cnp_DIbBcRzhBBech/s1600/images.jpg" height="200" width="200" /></a>Eu espero... e se um dia acordar cansada, desespero!... recupero!...<br />
e aprendo a dizer novamente NÃO QUERO!Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-67472179713860994032014-07-30T23:49:00.005+01:002014-07-30T23:49:53.782+01:00... estudando destinos ...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-58849398331289106812014-07-14T00:47:00.001+01:002014-07-14T00:54:21.021+01:00Metades, não obrigado! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-75718973027308255342014-06-30T16:17:00.001+01:002014-06-30T23:24:51.318+01:00À flor da pele... <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-49572995588552404292014-03-09T23:13:00.003+00:002014-03-09T23:13:52.593+00:00V Noche Flamenca, em Samora Correia<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">El eterno espiritu de Camarón de la Isla permanece de alguna forma unido al de su inseparable compañero flamenco Paco de Lucia, a través del arte común y de tantas concordancias compartidas. "Festival Flamenco" por Aguijarro (Antonio Guijarro Morales), pintor y cardiólogo natural de Guadix (Granada).</span></i></div>
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... estranhamente, apetece-me ter alguém com quem possa contar!, que estabeleça uma comunicação que assente na amizade, no carinho e no respeito...</div>
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<br />Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-50834580653895459952014-02-23T19:30:00.003+00:002014-02-23T19:30:44.020+00:00Minnie em versão flamenca<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-48007601625668407822014-02-08T15:31:00.002+00:002014-02-08T15:31:29.584+00:00PCF - O Livro dos Loucos<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimW_geat6r23EKgOkDGjJ-mb4wC7Dsg_02wJVV7Z-wQAJH48H3cEkM-rIUy3IHZV8A4WRkhkB5UGUCTllHJzQ-6DDK7qW47LLsKTWxBweNuafNJKypbr9WvBFZ-dxaLc9sLWwPr1DT7hUz/s1600/1654198_590447501037058_1329158488_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimW_geat6r23EKgOkDGjJ-mb4wC7Dsg_02wJVV7Z-wQAJH48H3cEkM-rIUy3IHZV8A4WRkhkB5UGUCTllHJzQ-6DDK7qW47LLsKTWxBweNuafNJKypbr9WvBFZ-dxaLc9sLWwPr1DT7hUz/s1600/1654198_590447501037058_1329158488_n.jpg" height="160" width="200" /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17.940000534057617px;">Sê o que vive para simplesmente viver – e não o que vive simplesmente até morrer. Sê animal, anormal, louco demente, insano pungente. Sê tu, afinal. Sê tu. Até ao final.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17.940000534057617px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17.940000534057617px;">-------------------------</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17.940000534057617px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17.940000534057617px;">in "O Livro dos Loucos", de Pedro Chagas Freitas</span>Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-1304931145069026742014-02-06T01:17:00.001+00:002014-02-06T01:17:32.542+00:00Publicidade engenhosa! :P<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/4CeAIWz4IXA" width="560"></iframe>Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-57350340440633601832014-02-02T15:18:00.000+00:002014-02-02T15:18:40.792+00:00Sabor Flamenco II<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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O 2º do ano foi no Forum Cultural de Alcochete, no V Encontro de Sevilhanas, organizado pelas Rocieras de Alcochete! </div>
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Estreámos acessórios, estreámos 3 músicas, estreámos "cabelos postiços"... :P</div>
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Uma estreia em BOM! :)</div>
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Parabéns a todas!</div>
Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-85562159523418964752014-01-31T00:45:00.004+00:002014-01-31T00:45:54.748+00:00Programa para sábado, o 1º de Fevereiro<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Vai ser o 2º espectáculo do ano para as "Sabor Flamenco"... e desta vez, com estreias! :)</div>
Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-7343838858833190972014-01-27T23:46:00.000+00:002014-01-27T23:46:05.605+00:00MEC - Reflexões I<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2RTAvavj6EElVtQ3-N9vB3gONmPm6NMh3JJFxx45iuo1paLh4aRnYVYU6ZrZ6RzMU1K1cp7VmXMvksh0AnkHGct4VwNPcImACLfwancO4yin97fiCFTJ7c8oP31Q610eanLNabYXz6gnN/s1600/Esquecer-e-dificil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2RTAvavj6EElVtQ3-N9vB3gONmPm6NMh3JJFxx45iuo1paLh4aRnYVYU6ZrZ6RzMU1K1cp7VmXMvksh0AnkHGct4VwNPcImACLfwancO4yin97fiCFTJ7c8oP31Q610eanLNabYXz6gnN/s1600/Esquecer-e-dificil.jpg" height="265" width="400" /></a><span class="titulo" style="background-color: #fff6e5; border: 0px; color: #0b2d7c; float: left; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; height: auto; line-height: 22px; margin: 0px 0px 5px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; position: relative; width: 400px;">Como é que se Esquece Alguém que se Ama?</span><span class="conteudo" style="background-color: #fff6e5; border: 0px; color: #aaaaaa; float: left; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; height: auto; margin: 15px 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; position: relative; width: 400px;"><span style="border: 0px; color: #464545; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;">Como é que se esquece alguém que se ama? Como é que se esquece alguém que nos faz falta e que nos custa mais lembrar que viver? Quando alguém se vai embora de repente como é que se faz para ficar? Quando alguém morre, quando alguém se separa - como é que se faz quando a pessoa de quem se precisa já lá não está? <br style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;" />As pessoas têm de morrer; os amores de acabar. As pessoas têm de partir, os sítios têm de ficar longe uns dos outros, os tempos têm de mudar Sim, mas como se faz? Como se esquece? Devagar. É preciso esquecer devagar. Se uma pessoa tenta esquecer-se de repente, a outra pode ficar-lhe para sempre. Podem pôr-se processos e acções de despejo a quem se tem no coração, fazer os maiores escarcéus, entrar nas maiores peixeiradas, mas não se podem despejar de repente. Elas não saem de lá. Estúpidas! É preciso aguentar. Já ninguém está para isso, mas é preciso aguentar. A primeira parte de qualquer cura é aceitar-se que se está doente. É preciso paciência. O pior é que vivemos tempos imediatos em que já ninguém aguenta nada. Ninguém aguenta a dor. De cabeça ou do coração. Ninguém aguenta estar triste. Ninguém aguenta estar sozinho. Tomam-se conselhos e comprimidos. Procuram-se escapes e alternativas. Mas a tristeza só há-de passar entristecendo-se. Não se pode esquecer alguém antes de terminar de lembrá-lo. Quem procura evitar o luto, prolonga-o no tempo e desonra-o na alma. A saudade é uma dor que pode passar depois de devidamente doída, devidamente honrada. É uma dor que é preciso aceitar, primeiro, aceitar. <br style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;" />É preciso aceitar esta mágoa esta moinha, que nos despedaça o coração e que nos mói mesmo e que nos dá cabo do juízo. É preciso aceitar o amor e a morte, a separação e a tristeza, a falta de lógica, a falta de justiça, a falta de solução. Quantos problemas do mundo seriam menos pesados se tivessem apenas o peso que têm em si , isto é, se os livrássemos da carga que lhes damos, aceitando que não têm solução. <br style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Não adianta fugir com o rabo à seringa. Muitas vezes nem há seringa. Nem injecção. Nem remédio. Nem conhecimento certo da doença de que se padece. Muitas vezes só existe a agulha. <br style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Dizem-nos, para esquecer, para ocupar a cabeça, para trabalhar mais, para distrair a vista, para nos divertirmos mais, mas quanto mais conseguimos fugir, mais temos mais tarde de enfrentar. Fica tudo à nossa espera. Acumula-se-nos tudo na alma, fica tudo desarrumado. <br style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;" />O esquecimento não tem arte. Os momentos de esquecimento, conseguidos com grande custo, com comprimidos e amigos e livros e copos, pagam-se depois em condoídas lembranças a dobrar. Para esquecer é preciso deixar correr o coração, de lembrança em lembrança, na esperança de ele se cansar. <br style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><i style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;">Miguel Esteves Cardoso, in 'Último Volume'</i></span></span>Piccola lucciolahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03584655432480052220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510133279518928409.post-23500741242997515392014-01-26T18:02:00.000+00:002014-01-26T18:02:17.525+00:00Entre EA e Catapereiros! :)<br />
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