<?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-2727429294476151337</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:23:12.336-07:00</updated><category term='O ser vive a sua fase de transformação no seu pequeno casulo do silêncio'/><title type='text'>Sounds of Silence</title><subtitle type='html'>O Silêncio é inexistente hoje em dia</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-8646719010930174594</id><published>2010-06-03T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T03:18:24.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma teoria</title><content type='html'>No principio desta semana comecei a ler um livro, de um escritor que eu admiro imenso - Liev Tolstoi - este livro fala sobre os amores de uma rapariga e seu marido e o marido dela tem a mesma teoria que eu: nunca deviamos dizer a uma pessoa que a amamos porque caso seja errado estamo-nos a enganar a nós próprios e, pior ainda, estamos a enganar a outra pessoa. O melhor será mesmo não dizê-lo até haver certezas palpaveis. E agora perguntam-se como é que nós sabemos se a outra pessoa gosta mesmo ou não de nós, há-de a ver sinais. Hão-de existir sinais de que há amor, pela experessão da cara e dos olhos quando nos olha para nós, pelos seus gestos, pelo comportamento, hão-de existir sinais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus amigos, o que interessa mesmo é viver esta vida miseravelmente curta, não a desperdicem, sim?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727429294476151337-8646719010930174594?l=osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/8646719010930174594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2010/06/uma-teoria.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/8646719010930174594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/8646719010930174594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2010/06/uma-teoria.html' title='Uma teoria'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-4907420466202708798</id><published>2010-03-19T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T13:52:38.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nem sei que titulo dar a isto</title><content type='html'>Estou farto desta vida que ando a levar. É sempre a mesma coisa, sempre as mesmas cores, as mesmas pessoas, o mesmo comboio, o mesmo caminho. É tudo tão triste. Sinto-me mal a viver assim. Sinto-me fora. Quero coisas novas, novas pessoas, novo estilo de vida. Quero fugir, não quero apanhar homens de gravata a armarem-se em bons nos seus brutos carros. Quero morrer, VIVER e morrer outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;É tudo igual, choro por dentro, é sempre isto.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho medo...&lt;br /&gt;Estou super chateado&lt;br /&gt;Apetece-me gritar até ficar sem voz...&lt;br /&gt;Quero ter vida, quero viver....&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera poder mostrar toda a minha revolta e raiva com este mundo nesta mensagem...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727429294476151337-4907420466202708798?l=osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/4907420466202708798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2010/03/nem-sei-que-titulo-dar-isto.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/4907420466202708798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/4907420466202708798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2010/03/nem-sei-que-titulo-dar-isto.html' title='Nem sei que titulo dar a isto'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-2097883755729286009</id><published>2010-01-25T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:01:01.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Society - Eddie Vedder</title><content type='html'>Do excelente filme criado por Sean Penn, "Into the Wild" é uma historia veridica sobre um rapaz, que irritado pela nossa sociedade, decide procurar a liberdade total fugindo para o Alasca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A banda sonora do filme é toda ela criada pelo vocalista dos Pearl Jam, Eddie Vedder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cy6iwP9Ux3A&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cy6iwP9Ux3A&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a mystery to me&lt;br /&gt;we have a greed&lt;br /&gt;with which we have agreed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you have to want&lt;br /&gt;more than you need&lt;br /&gt;until you have it all you won't be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society, you're a crazy breed&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're not lonely without me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you want more than you have&lt;br /&gt;you think you need&lt;br /&gt;and when you think more than you want&lt;br /&gt;your thoughts begin to bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to find a bigger place&lt;br /&gt;'cos when you have more than you think&lt;br /&gt;you need more space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society, you're a crazy breed&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're not lonely without me&lt;br /&gt;Society, crazy and deep&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're not lonely without me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's those thinking more or less less is more&lt;br /&gt;but if less is more how you're keeping score?&lt;br /&gt;Means for every point you make&lt;br /&gt;your level drops&lt;br /&gt;kinda like it's starting from the top&lt;br /&gt;you can't do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society, you're a crazy breed&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're not lonely without me&lt;br /&gt;Society, crazy and deep&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're not lonely without me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society, have mercy on me&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're not angry if I disagree&lt;br /&gt;Society, crazy and deep&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're not lonely without me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727429294476151337-2097883755729286009?l=osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/2097883755729286009/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2010/01/society-eddie-vedder.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/2097883755729286009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/2097883755729286009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2010/01/society-eddie-vedder.html' title='Society - Eddie Vedder'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-886159094722580335</id><published>2010-01-20T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T12:55:57.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vive a vida ao máximo! Esta é a minha filosofia de vida</title><content type='html'>A nossa vida é muito curta e o que acaba por nos acontecer é nunca aproveitá-la ao máximo. Cada dia devia ser vivido como se fossemos morrer amanha. Tu não sabes o que te pode acontecer amanhã. &lt;br /&gt; Se tu queres conhecer alguem, ou confessar os teus sentimentos a alguém, não hesites! AVANÇA! FAZ! DIZ! Diz tudo o que tens a dizer, faz tudo o que tens a fazer, diz tudo e faz tudo o que quiseres! Se queres conhecer uma pessoa, dirigi-te a ela e diz-lhe que pretendas conhece-la. Se ela te mandar à merda, ora aí tens uma bela prova de que aquela pessoa não te merece conhecer. Man, por favor, faz isto, liberta o teu espirito. Não queiras olhar para trás e arrependeres-te por não teres dito ou feito algo. Eu sei que é dificil, mas nada neste mundo é fácil. Se queres ser alguém na vida, nada é fácil!!&lt;br /&gt; Por favor deixem os vossos comentários&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727429294476151337-886159094722580335?l=osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/886159094722580335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2010/01/vive-vida-ao-maximo-esta-e-minha.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/886159094722580335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/886159094722580335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2010/01/vive-vida-ao-maximo-esta-e-minha.html' title='Vive a vida ao máximo! Esta é a minha filosofia de vida'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-5047791338175455295</id><published>2009-12-04T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T10:20:22.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sociedade</title><content type='html'>A nossa sociedade é uma MERDA! Não há melhor palavra para descrever a nossa sociedade: M-E-R-D-A. Vivemos numa sociedade arrogante, cegos pelo dinheiro (precisamos do dinheiro, mas será que é preciso matar por ele?). Vivemos numa sociedade em que a distinção entre ricos e pobres é enorme...dizia o Lev Tolstói: "Os ricos fazem tudo pelos pobres, menos descer de suas costas" (para quem não sabe quem Lev Tolstói foi ver artigo da wikipédia: http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liev_Tolst%C3%B3i). Vivemos numa sociedade racista: pretos e brancos são diferentes? A resposta é simples: NÃO! Se tirarmos a pele a um branco e a um preto verificamos que ambos são iguais. Se pedirmos a uma criança para desenhar e pintar 5 pessoas e o seu coração, a criança pinta cada pessoa de uma cor diferente mas o coração pintará sempre de vermelho, porquê? Porque somos iguais!&lt;br /&gt; Vivemos na cidade, que nos torna stressados e sedentários, torna-nos pessoas arrogantes, agarradas ao dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt; Um dia irei sair de casa, levarei uma mochila, alguma comida, roupa e algum dinheiro (como já disse precisamos do dinheiro para viver, mas não precisamos de matar nem morrer para o ter), levarei também uma tenda e irei fugir da nossa sociedade, da cidade..irei procurar a liberdade (sim, porque nós nao somos livres)...hei-de viver durante algum tempo no campo...e hei-de provar ao mundo que podemos ser felizes e livres sem sermos agarrados ao dinheiro...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727429294476151337-5047791338175455295?l=osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/5047791338175455295/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/12/socieda.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/5047791338175455295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/5047791338175455295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/12/socieda.html' title='Sociedade'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-737635701954156972</id><published>2009-11-04T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T14:38:53.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AN!MAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bd73e99a0215803f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbd73e99a0215803f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330101189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E89336F3CE1F1AE1779B7DBF168A41DF095CB99.688E8F6580471CFCCB779A1910CDEADBC6B02ABD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd73e99a0215803f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyjutSunkMZQyp-DieTQgWtTlDz0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbd73e99a0215803f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330101189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E89336F3CE1F1AE1779B7DBF168A41DF095CB99.688E8F6580471CFCCB779A1910CDEADBC6B02ABD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd73e99a0215803f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyjutSunkMZQyp-DieTQgWtTlDz0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Animal é bue aquele grupo de teatro que não tem palavras para descrever..mas eu vou tentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um grupo espectacular, que vive momentos bons e maus (mas é isso que o torna tão especial e forte) e de lá nascem grandes amizades. Amizades inesqueciveis e unicas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epah o AN!MAL é constituido por uma cambada de animais orgulhosos por serem o que sao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN!MAL é grande!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIVA AO AN!MAL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727429294476151337-737635701954156972?l=osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/737635701954156972/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/11/anmal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/737635701954156972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/737635701954156972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/11/anmal.html' title='AN!MAL'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-512021624259207730</id><published>2009-10-19T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:35:58.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound of Silence</title><content type='html'>SIMON &amp; GARFUNKEL - SOUND OF SILENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9hUy9ePyo6Q&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9hUy9ePyo6Q&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETRA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello darkness, my old friend,&lt;br /&gt;I've come to talk with you again,&lt;br /&gt;Because a vision softly creeping,&lt;br /&gt;Left its seeds while I was sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;And the vision that was planted in my brain&lt;br /&gt;Still remains&lt;br /&gt;Within the sound of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In restless dreams I walked alone&lt;br /&gt;Narrow streets of cobblestone,&lt;br /&gt;'Neath the halo of a street lamp,&lt;br /&gt;I turned my collar to the cold and damp&lt;br /&gt;When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light&lt;br /&gt;That split the night&lt;br /&gt;And touched the sound of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the naked light I saw&lt;br /&gt;Ten thousand people, maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;People talking without speaking,&lt;br /&gt;People hearing without listening,&lt;br /&gt;People writing songs that voices never share&lt;br /&gt;And no one dared&lt;br /&gt;Disturb the sound of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fools" said I, "You do not know&lt;br /&gt;Silence like a cancer grows.&lt;br /&gt;Hear my words that I might teach you,&lt;br /&gt;Take my arms that I might reach you."&lt;br /&gt;But my words like silent raindrops fell,&lt;br /&gt;And echoed&lt;br /&gt;In the wells of silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people bowed and prayed&lt;br /&gt;To the neon god they made.&lt;br /&gt;And the sign flashed out its warning,&lt;br /&gt;In the words that it was forming.&lt;br /&gt;And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls&lt;br /&gt;And tenement halls."&lt;br /&gt;And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727429294476151337-512021624259207730?l=osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/512021624259207730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/10/sound-of-silence.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/512021624259207730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/512021624259207730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/10/sound-of-silence.html' title='Sound of Silence'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-1082690618322558275</id><published>2009-09-25T18:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:16:39.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rent - La vie bohème</title><content type='html'>Mais um excelente musical. Estreado em 2005 passa-se em 1989 conta a historia de um grupo de amigos  e aborda alguns temas importantes da época: sida, desemprego, drogas, homossexualidade, etc... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai uma musiquinha para ficarem ver como é cativante ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i0hrv2M0b7Y&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i0hrv2M0b7Y&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727429294476151337-1082690618322558275?l=osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/1082690618322558275/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/09/rent-la-vie-boheme.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/1082690618322558275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/1082690618322558275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/09/rent-la-vie-boheme.html' title='Rent - La vie bohème'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-5268683630839892291</id><published>2009-09-14T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T04:23:08.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty, Daisy and Lewis</title><content type='html'>Ontem à noite estava a ver o programa do Jimmy Fallon e assim que liguei a tv ele estava ja a apresentar uma banda britanica de estilo rockbaily. A banda é formada por três irmãos Kitty (15 anos), Daisy (20 anos) e Lewis (17 anos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excelente som, excelente trio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico parvo com aquilo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente não sou muito conhecidos pois, quando lançaram o primeiro album (não me recordo do nome), a critica acha que rockbaily é um desperdicio de tempo...acho que foi isso..xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, deixarei aqui um video da musica "Going Up The Country", espero que gostem ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxW3Ed7GrhQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxW3Ed7GrhQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727429294476151337-5268683630839892291?l=osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/5268683630839892291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/09/kitty-daisy-and-lewis.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/5268683630839892291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/5268683630839892291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/09/kitty-daisy-and-lewis.html' title='Kitty, Daisy and Lewis'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-377661666529882039</id><published>2009-09-10T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:57:09.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>The silence came bursting&lt;br /&gt;thought the walls that&lt;br /&gt;night. No chairs or tables&lt;br /&gt;between you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the usual small&lt;br /&gt;talk we just staved there&lt;br /&gt;                        and waited. No&lt;br /&gt;                movements. My eyes got&lt;br /&gt;                used to the pale light. It&lt;br /&gt;               was raining. Words came &lt;br /&gt;              to my mind, but i was too&lt;br /&gt;              amazed to speak. I felt the&lt;br /&gt;               silence bursting throught&lt;br /&gt;               me. Violentlly. No&lt;br /&gt;            warnings. No needs. I&lt;br /&gt;           elosed my eyes for two&lt;br /&gt;         seconds and suddenly we&lt;br /&gt;          knew. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There was no fear. &lt;br /&gt;             Tomorrow was here.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto retirado do primeiro album de Silence 4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727429294476151337-377661666529882039?l=osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/377661666529882039/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/09/silence.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/377661666529882039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/377661666529882039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/09/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-6080012648817890946</id><published>2009-09-10T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:13:09.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Across the Universe - All my loving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a0.vox.com/6a00c2251d4790f21900e398b1ec280002-500pi"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 496px;" src="http://a0.vox.com/6a00c2251d4790f21900e398b1ec280002-500pi" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the universe é um nome de um album dos grandes Beatles e é também um nome de um musical que, obviamente, tem apenas musicas dos beatles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastante bom esse filme &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-4g_wXJgjic&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-4g_wXJgjic&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727429294476151337-6080012648817890946?l=osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/6080012648817890946/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/09/across-universe-all-my-loving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/6080012648817890946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/6080012648817890946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/09/across-universe-all-my-loving.html' title='Across the Universe - All my loving'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-3961113958162217848</id><published>2009-09-10T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:00:41.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coraline - Other father song</title><content type='html'>"Coraline" exclente filme..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aconselho a ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui deixo-vos uma bela musica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0-viaCIl4rQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0-viaCIl4rQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727429294476151337-3961113958162217848?l=osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/3961113958162217848/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/09/coraline-other-father-song.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/3961113958162217848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/3961113958162217848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/09/coraline-other-father-song.html' title='Coraline - Other father song'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-673922070233159719</id><published>2009-09-10T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:02:33.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nirvana - Lake of Fire</title><content type='html'>Nirvana é a minha banda favorita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande banda sem duvida, Tve o seu auge nos anos 90. Infelizmente acabou em 94 com a morte do grande vocalista com a sua voz unica: Kurt Cobain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krist Novoselic era o baixista. Actualmente não sei o que faz hoje...ouvi dizer que tentou formar uma banda mas não teve sucesso e que mais tarde se tornou presidente de um estado qualquer dos Estados Unidos...se é verdade ou não, não sei :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Grohl era o baterista (excelnte baterista) actualmente é o vocalista dos Foo fighters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos aqui um video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lake of Fire...a letra esta em baixo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l7rSgRvkeUQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l7rSgRvkeUQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Where do bad folks go when they die?&lt;br /&gt;They don't go to heaven where the angels fly&lt;br /&gt;Go down to the lake of fire and fry&lt;br /&gt;See them again till the Fourth of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew a lady who came from duluth&lt;br /&gt;She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth&lt;br /&gt;She went to her grave just a little too soon&lt;br /&gt;And she flew away howling on the yellow moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People cry, the people moan&lt;br /&gt;Look for a dry place to call their home&lt;br /&gt;Try to find some place to rest their bones&lt;br /&gt;While the angels and the devils&lt;br /&gt;Try t' make their own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2727429294476151337-673922070233159719?l=osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/feeds/673922070233159719/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/09/nirvana-lake-of-fire.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/673922070233159719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2727429294476151337/posts/default/673922070233159719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osilenciofazbarulho.blogspot.com/2009/09/nirvana-lake-of-fire.html' title='Nirvana - Lake of Fire'/><author><name>Silence Returns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09020554531475416618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkaBUPgSNI/AAAAAAAAABk/RZzLtCd0Yu4/S220/DSC01238.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2727429294476151337.post-7510021293846524479</id><published>2009-09-10T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:30:15.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O ser vive a sua fase de transformação no seu pequeno casulo do silêncio'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWBWI7ah3L0/SqkbQWwKiQI/AAAAAAAAACI/ZSb_5fZa6Ek/s1600-h/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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