<?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-6542673215401945505</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:47:25.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lucianismo.blogspot.com</title><subtitle type='html'>The bilingual thoughts of Luciano Silveira. from www.lucianismo.com and www.clinifit.com. Luciano Silveira is Personal Trainer, Self-Defense Instructor, Personal Safety Advisor for English Speaking Travelers to São Paulo (Brazil), Fitness Photographer and Multimedia Producer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-8351777617715011982</id><published>2011-06-07T18:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T03:10:57.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Problem --&gt; O Problema</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OGYsLbpViV4/Te7SGS40_zI/AAAAAAAAFtE/hshiqhorsdE/s1600/lion_hyena_vulture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OGYsLbpViV4/Te7SGS40_zI/AAAAAAAAFtE/hshiqhorsdE/s320/lion_hyena_vulture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615656790968827698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The warrior's problem is never engaging in battle, killing or being killed by another warrior. The problem is dealing with the ones who don’t have the guts to engage in direct confrontation unless they ingest chemical courage or finally break down for having to constantly watch someone, because of a flaw in their own character, they will never be able to become. All the is left for them is subversion and at the most cheer when they the warrior falls. My props to men who still know how to be man even if they disagree with me in other subjects…” Luciano &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O problema do guerreiro nunca é entrar numa batalha, matar ou ser morto por outro guerreiro. O problema é lidar com aqueles que não tem a ousadia para entrar em confronto direto a não ser que ingiram coragem química ou finalmente surtem por terem que constantemente observar alguém, que por causa de uma falha no próprio caráter, nunca conseguirão se tornar. O que lhes resta é a subversão e no máximo vibrar quando o guerreiro tombar. Minha homenagem aos homens que ainda sabem ser homens mesmo que esses discordem de mim em outros assuntos...” Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-8351777617715011982?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8351777617715011982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/06/problem-o-problema.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8351777617715011982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8351777617715011982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/06/problem-o-problema.html' title='The Problem --&gt; O Problema'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OGYsLbpViV4/Te7SGS40_zI/AAAAAAAAFtE/hshiqhorsdE/s72-c/lion_hyena_vulture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-8425464515296756759</id><published>2011-06-07T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T06:47:39.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reel --&gt; Carretel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ciyal1BjPec/Te4rM_pktoI/AAAAAAAAFs8/woBJdMo4Z00/s1600/Woman-end-of-rope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ciyal1BjPec/Te4rM_pktoI/AAAAAAAAFs8/woBJdMo4Z00/s320/Woman-end-of-rope.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615473287621817986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never think you have already seen the worst. After the end of the line comes the reel." Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nunca pense que já viu o pior. Depois do fim da linha vem o carretel." Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-8425464515296756759?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8425464515296756759/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/06/reel-carretel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8425464515296756759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8425464515296756759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/06/reel-carretel.html' title='Reel --&gt; Carretel'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ciyal1BjPec/Te4rM_pktoI/AAAAAAAAFs8/woBJdMo4Z00/s72-c/Woman-end-of-rope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-606230581933874926</id><published>2011-05-27T05:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T05:04:07.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thriving old men --&gt; Velhos pujantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iCxdKT-w4iY/Td-TMa37dZI/AAAAAAAAFsw/bdHwQo5k-LI/s1600/251423_2080514818206_1405136476_32443975_6060001_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iCxdKT-w4iY/Td-TMa37dZI/AAAAAAAAFsw/bdHwQo5k-LI/s320/251423_2080514818206_1405136476_32443975_6060001_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611365502308545938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We come to a few conclusions after forty. There are two distinct problems. The first one is to get older, not assume your age and try to act like a kid. And the second is to try to sabotage thriving old men.” Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Depois dos 40 chegamos a algumas conclusões. Existem dois problemas distintos. O primeiro é ficar velho, não assumir sua idade e querer agir como um moleque. E o segundo é querer sabotar os velhos pujantes.” Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-606230581933874926?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/606230581933874926/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/05/thriving-old-men-velhos-pujantes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/606230581933874926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/606230581933874926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/05/thriving-old-men-velhos-pujantes.html' title='Thriving old men --&gt; Velhos pujantes'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iCxdKT-w4iY/Td-TMa37dZI/AAAAAAAAFsw/bdHwQo5k-LI/s72-c/251423_2080514818206_1405136476_32443975_6060001_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-1772691406054453002</id><published>2011-05-27T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T05:02:17.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you willing? --&gt; Está disposto?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URTEI32AMHg/Td-SvXVV_qI/AAAAAAAAFso/rVyJp9PhnIQ/s1600/iml.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URTEI32AMHg/Td-SvXVV_qI/AAAAAAAAFso/rVyJp9PhnIQ/s320/iml.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611365003141971618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never start or enter a confrontation, even if it seems harmless, unless you are willing to go the ultimate consequences to resolve it..." Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nunca começe ou entre num confronto, mesmo que pareça inofensivo, a não ser que você esteja disposto a encarar as consequências finais para resolvê-lo..." Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-1772691406054453002?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1772691406054453002/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/05/are-you-willing-esta-disposto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/1772691406054453002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/1772691406054453002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/05/are-you-willing-esta-disposto.html' title='Are you willing? --&gt; Está disposto?'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URTEI32AMHg/Td-SvXVV_qI/AAAAAAAAFso/rVyJp9PhnIQ/s72-c/iml.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-8638146777424993915</id><published>2011-03-25T05:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T06:06:10.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inexeperient / Inexperiente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H5rGk121Iwc/TYyE-vPEwpI/AAAAAAAAFsg/SWJNK5ZWX0w/s1600/sniper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H5rGk121Iwc/TYyE-vPEwpI/AAAAAAAAFsg/SWJNK5ZWX0w/s320/sniper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587987451026391698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The problem with the inexperienced monkey is that he hasn’t yet learned that monkeys also falls from trees. So, while he shows off on the tree top thinking that the old monkey is scared to climb, the old monkey stays down there entertaining himself knowing how and when he is gonna fall and whether or not he is gonna get back up.” Lu...ciano Simian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O problema do macaco inexperiente é que ele ainda não aprendeu que macaco também cai da árvore. Então, enquanto ele se exibe de cima da árvore achando que o macaco velho está com medo de subir, o macaco velho continua lá embaixo se entretendo sabendo como e quando ele vai cair e se vai se levantar ou não.” Luciano Símio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-8638146777424993915?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8638146777424993915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/03/inexeperience-inexperiente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8638146777424993915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8638146777424993915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/03/inexeperience-inexperiente.html' title='Inexeperient / Inexperiente'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H5rGk121Iwc/TYyE-vPEwpI/AAAAAAAAFsg/SWJNK5ZWX0w/s72-c/sniper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-7355705170479902755</id><published>2011-03-25T04:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T04:47:51.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it the alcohol? / É o álcool?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ABAh6rp4QwY/TYyAn2ov-AI/AAAAAAAAFsY/cpGw1Qxo4Ig/s1600/bar-fight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ABAh6rp4QwY/TYyAn2ov-AI/AAAAAAAAFsY/cpGw1Qxo4Ig/s320/bar-fight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587982659829626882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu não acredito quando dizem que um pessoa boa se torna má quando bebe. Ela apenas toma coragem liquida para fazer o que quer e não tem coragem quando está sóbria." Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do not believe when people say that a good person turns evil when he or she drinks. They only drink liquid courage to do what they are afraid to do when they a...re sober." Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-7355705170479902755?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7355705170479902755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-it-alcohol-e-o-alcool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7355705170479902755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7355705170479902755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-it-alcohol-e-o-alcool.html' title='Is it the alcohol? / É o álcool?'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ABAh6rp4QwY/TYyAn2ov-AI/AAAAAAAAFsY/cpGw1Qxo4Ig/s72-c/bar-fight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-7675444071889849070</id><published>2011-03-25T03:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T03:50:23.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Louco? - Crazy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IO9l647d8kM/TYxzPb_lc3I/AAAAAAAAFsQ/nKZCqNv7QVo/s1600/straight-jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IO9l647d8kM/TYxzPb_lc3I/AAAAAAAAFsQ/nKZCqNv7QVo/s320/straight-jacket.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587967946709627762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu sou completamente a favor da loucura consciente. Tenho até orgulho da minha, mas quem quer participar das minhas loucuras tem que vir até mim e pedir porque eu não a imponho minhas maluquices em ninguém. O problema é o louco que não sabe que é louco e enlouquece todos a sua volta achando que seu comportamento é normal e todos dev...eriam aceitá-lo ou mesmo tomá-lo como exemplo de sanidade mental. " Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am completely in favor of conscious craziness. I am even proud of mine, but whoever wants to participate in my madness has to come to me and ask because I don't impose my craziness on anyone. The problem is the crazy who does not know he is crazy and makes everyone around him go crazy by thinking that his behavior is normal and everyone should accept it or even take him as a role model of mental sanity." Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-7675444071889849070?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7675444071889849070/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/03/eu-sou-completamente-favor-da-loucura.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7675444071889849070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7675444071889849070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/03/eu-sou-completamente-favor-da-loucura.html' title='Louco? - Crazy?'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IO9l647d8kM/TYxzPb_lc3I/AAAAAAAAFsQ/nKZCqNv7QVo/s72-c/straight-jacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-8447209211454743904</id><published>2011-02-18T06:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T06:32:08.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peixinho / Fishy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuJEdW-n-OA/TV6BN58F0yI/AAAAAAAAFro/U2_eaNq7qFY/s1600/hook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuJEdW-n-OA/TV6BN58F0yI/AAAAAAAAFro/U2_eaNq7qFY/s320/hook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575035464622396194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O problema dos fracos começa pela boca. É a incapacidade de conseguir sofrer sozinho. Aí então ou abrem a boca quando não devem, abrindo várias brechas para serem prejudicados ou prejudicarem os outros. Ou abrem a boca para ingerir substancias para amenizar a dor causando danos para o corpo, a mente e muitas vezes de quem está por perto. Como disse um sábio velho ex-presidiário, nem o peixe seria fisgado se soubesse quando abrir a boca. Na opinião dele, tudo de ruim que acontece nesse mundo é por causa de pessoas que não controlam o que entra e sai da boca. Sabedoria de quem já viu o mal de perto por muito tempo e sabe de onde ele vem..." Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The problem with the weak begins with mouth. It is the incapacity of being able to suffer alone. Then, they open their mouths when they shouldn't opening many doorways to be harmed or harm others. Or they open their mouths to take in substances to lessen their pain harming their bodies, their minds and many times people who happen to be near them. Like a wise old conman once told me, fish would not even be hooked if they knew when to open their mouths. In his opinion, everything negative that happens in this world happen because people do not control what enters and leaves their mouths. Wisdom from someone who sa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-8447209211454743904?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8447209211454743904/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/02/peixinho-fishy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8447209211454743904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8447209211454743904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2011/02/peixinho-fishy.html' title='Peixinho / Fishy'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuJEdW-n-OA/TV6BN58F0yI/AAAAAAAAFro/U2_eaNq7qFY/s72-c/hook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-1284653523772001784</id><published>2010-09-29T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:01:01.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampiros Emocionais --&gt; Emotional Vampires</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TKN-AiyXzvI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/nkvVYL3Emss/s1600/vampire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TKN-AiyXzvI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/nkvVYL3Emss/s320/vampire.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522396115889540850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Se você não consegue extrair felicidade de dentro, só vai extrair dor de fora. Porque quem procura a felicidade na energia dos outros, sempre, sem exceção, vai se ferrar e certamente ferrar os outros. Esse é o caminho do vampiro emocional." Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you cannot extract happiness from within, you will only extract pain from the outside. Because the one who looks for happiness in other people's energy, always, without exception, will get screwed and certainly screw others. This is the way of the emotional vampire." Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-1284653523772001784?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1284653523772001784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/vampiros-emocionais-emotional-vampires.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/1284653523772001784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/1284653523772001784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/vampiros-emocionais-emotional-vampires.html' title='Vampiros Emocionais --&gt; Emotional Vampires'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TKN-AiyXzvI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/nkvVYL3Emss/s72-c/vampire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-4588748908832116611</id><published>2010-09-21T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T07:23:43.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aniversários --&gt; Birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TJi_4urtmUI/AAAAAAAAFQs/d7kIf32ML0c/s1600/urinal-judges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TJi_4urtmUI/AAAAAAAAFQs/d7kIf32ML0c/s320/urinal-judges.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519372324667496770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nos aniversários, as pessoas refletem sobre o ano que passou e o ano que virá. Pensam no que poderiam fazer para mudar não só o mundo, mas também elas mesmas. Eu pensei no aquecimento global, nas enchentes, nos terremotos, na fome, nas guerras e nas grandes tragédias que assolam a humanidade. Pensei e pensei e cheguei a conclusão que essas coisas não me comovem o suficiente para passar um ano inteiro refletindo sobre elas. Senti um grande vazio interior, mas hoje cheio disso, uma grande idéia caiu na minha mão. Será que é possível um homem da minha idade parar de chacoalhar e começar a usar papel higienico? Aguardem a resposta no meu próximo aniversário..." Luciano &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People, on their birthdays, reflect about the year that has gone by and the year that will be. They think about not only what they could do to change the world, but also themselves. I thought about global warming, floods, earthquakes, hunger, wars and all the great tragedies that ravage humanity. I thought long and hard and came to the conclusion that these things do not move me enough for me to spend a whole year reflecting upon them. I felt empty inside, but today, when I was full of it, a great idea was placed in my hand. Is it possible for a man my age to stop shaking it and begin to use toilet paper? Wait for the answer on my next birthday..." Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-4588748908832116611?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/4588748908832116611/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/aniversarios-birthdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/4588748908832116611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/4588748908832116611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/aniversarios-birthdays.html' title='Aniversários --&gt; Birthdays'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TJi_4urtmUI/AAAAAAAAFQs/d7kIf32ML0c/s72-c/urinal-judges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-8270629306727490937</id><published>2010-09-14T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T05:36:52.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corno --&gt; Cuckold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TI9ndPbeNXI/AAAAAAAAFQk/cXJgo0eegjA/s1600/corno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TI9ndPbeNXI/AAAAAAAAFQk/cXJgo0eegjA/s320/corno.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516741820607772018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A mulher se revela para o homem que mostra que ela é culturalmente mais enrustida, mas naturalmente mais sexual do que ele. Infelizmente, existem poucos homens que tem coragem de apreciar essa verdade. Quando um finalmente consegue de uma mulher o que tanto quer, foge feito um menininho assustado para os braços de outra que representa a imagem infantil que tem de sua própria mãe. Ele a transforma em um personagem que será a fiel e dedicada mãe dos seus filhos e não aquela mulher de verdade que o assustou. Ele a castra psicologicamente até que ela encontra um homem que revela tudo que ele lhe esconde. Por medo de ser corno, achando que precisa separar a dama na sociedade e a puta na cama em duas mulheres diferentes, ele se transforma no verdadeiro corno.” Luciano Warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A woman reveals herself to the man who shows her that she is culturally closeted, but naturally more sexual than him. Unfortunately, there are few men that have the courage to appreciate this fact. When one of them finally gets what he wants from a woman, he runs like a little boy to the arms of another that represents the infantile image that he has of his own mother. He transforms the woman into a character that will be the dedicated and faithful mother of his children and not the real woman who scared him. He psychologically castrates her until she finds a man that reveals to her everything that he is trying hide. By being scared of being cuckold, thinking that he needs to separate the Madonna and whore into two separate women, he transforms himself in a real cuckold." Luciano Warning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-8270629306727490937?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8270629306727490937/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/corno-cuckold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8270629306727490937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8270629306727490937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/corno-cuckold.html' title='Corno --&gt; Cuckold'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TI9ndPbeNXI/AAAAAAAAFQk/cXJgo0eegjA/s72-c/corno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-1080776342999553857</id><published>2010-09-13T15:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T15:28:11.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lobo Mau? --&gt; Bad Wolf?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TI6hf1HZPTI/AAAAAAAAFQc/3npT73n1K6o/s1600/Little_Red_Riding_Hood_and_wolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TI6hf1HZPTI/AAAAAAAAFQc/3npT73n1K6o/s320/Little_Red_Riding_Hood_and_wolf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516524161781546290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu sei que as histórias infantis são para manter as crianças na linha, mas depois que você cresce e aprende a cruzar todas as linhas, as histórias se tornam bem mais legais..." Luciano &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know that children's tales are made to keep children in line, but after you grow up and learn to cross all the lines, the stories become way cooler..." Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-1080776342999553857?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1080776342999553857/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/lobo-mau-bad-wolf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/1080776342999553857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/1080776342999553857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/lobo-mau-bad-wolf.html' title='Lobo Mau? --&gt; Bad Wolf?'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TI6hf1HZPTI/AAAAAAAAFQc/3npT73n1K6o/s72-c/Little_Red_Riding_Hood_and_wolf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-2809045163584972042</id><published>2010-09-12T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T18:15:28.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humanos demais --&gt; Too Human</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TI17HC3iAEI/AAAAAAAAFQU/UcxP458OTus/s1600/inri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TI17HC3iAEI/AAAAAAAAFQU/UcxP458OTus/s320/inri.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516200479557812290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O problema do ser humano é procurar deus no ser humano sem entender a vastidão do universo. Todas as religiões são frutos do ser humano. O único modo de descobrir se o mundo espiritual existe é se libertar do invólucro humano, mas para isso temos que morrer de verdade. E por mais que falem que sim, não existe um único...  ser humano que voltou da morte para falar algo com certeza. E mesmo que esse ser existisse, os taxaríamos como louco. Só existe espiritualidade na dúvida. O ser humano espiritual é o que verdadeiramente duvida. O que tem certeza ou que prega ainda é humano demais para ser espiritual.” Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The problem with human beings is to look for god in human beings without knowing the greatness of the universe. All religions are human made. The only way to be truly spiritual is to liberate yourself from the human wrapping, but we have to die for that. And as much as we say so, there is no human who came back from death to say anything with certainty. Even if existed, we would call him crazy. Spirituality only exists in doubt. The truly spiritual human being is the one who doubts. He, who is sure or preaches is still too human to be spiritual.” Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-2809045163584972042?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/2809045163584972042/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/humanos-demais-too-human.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/2809045163584972042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/2809045163584972042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/humanos-demais-too-human.html' title='Humanos demais --&gt; Too Human'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TI17HC3iAEI/AAAAAAAAFQU/UcxP458OTus/s72-c/inri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-6019605015252274607</id><published>2010-09-11T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T21:40:25.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1994 --&gt; 1994</title><content type='html'>“1994, fóruns de mensagens na America Online... O começo da internet em massa. Gamei nesse meio de comunicação desde então. Não foi porque eu poderia me esconder por trás de um monitor ou um nome falso, mas porque poderia ser eu mesmo para uma audiência maior. Verdadeiro, sarcástico, controverso e provocador. A comunicação é uma arte que pode ser esclarecedora ou uma arma. Às vezes uma arma que você ataca as pessoas ou uma arma que você dá na mão delas para elas se matarem. Fico pasmo que depois de mais de 16 anos ainda mordem minha isca. Pensem antes de responder porque quando estou escrevendo já estou prevendo sua resposta. É um hobby para mim, nada pessoal. Seja um bom parceiro e não aperte o gatilho com a arma na sua cabeça. Eu não quero que você se mate. Eu quero que a gente se divirta pensando. Por exemplo, você deve estar pensando... quem esse filho da puta acha que é dizendo que sabe o que eu estou pensando? Não aperte o gatilho. Eu te amo!” Luciano AOL  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"1994, America Online boards... The beginning of mass internet access. From then on, I fell in love with this communication medium. It was not because I could hide behind a monitor or a fake name, but because I could be myself to a broader audience. Truthful, sarcastic, controversial and thought provoking. Communication is an enlightening medium, but it is also a weapon. Sometimes it is a weapon that you use to attack people and others a weapon that you hand to people, so they kill themselves. I am amazed that after more than 16 years, people still take my bait. Think before you answer because when I am writing something, I am already predicting your answer. It is a hobby of mine, nothing personal… be a good sport and do not pull the trigger when I place the gun on your head. I don’t want you to kill yourself. I want us to have fun thinking. For example, you must be thinking... Who this arrogant son of a bitch thinks he is to be saying that he knows what I am thinking? Do not pull the trigger. I love you!” Luciano AOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-6019605015252274607?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6019605015252274607/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/1989-1989.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/6019605015252274607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/6019605015252274607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/1989-1989.html' title='1994 --&gt; 1994'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-6946047386546056042</id><published>2010-09-09T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T19:06:32.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Família --&gt; The Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TImPtmL6fmI/AAAAAAAAFQM/wllX257WKN8/s1600/group_hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TImPtmL6fmI/AAAAAAAAFQM/wllX257WKN8/s320/group_hug.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515097232199286370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Após anos acompanhando usuários de drogas e freqüentadores assíduos de baladas: cheguei a uma simples conclusão: A Infelicidade Ama Companhia. Por trás dos abraços, promessas de amizade eterna, declarações de amor ou até mesmo quando começam a se adotar como “irmãos”, só existe uma espinha dorsal que sustenta a todos: O Medo de Sofrer Sozinho. No fim não haverá ninguém sóbrio para julgar ou ninguém forte o suficiente para sair. E aí sim, todos serão uma “família”. Quando pensamos em demônios, imaginamos seres conscientemente fazendo a obra do diabo, mas os demônios, na maioria das vezes nem sabem o que são. A única coisa que sabem é que não querem sofrer sozinhos. O resto acontece natural e inconscientemente...” Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I came to one conclusion after years of observing drug users and party people: Misery Loves Company. Behind all the hugs, the promises of eternal friendship, love declarations or even when they begin to adopt each other as brothers, there is only one spinal column that holds them all together: The Fear of Being Alone. In the end, there will not be anyone sober to judge or anyone strong enough to leave. And then, they will all be part of the “family”. When we think of demons, we imagine beings consciously doing the devil’s work, but most of the time, demons don’t even know who they are. The only thing they know is that they do not want to be miserable by themselves. The rest happens naturally and subconsciously…” Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-6946047386546056042?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6946047386546056042/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/familia-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/6946047386546056042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/6946047386546056042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/familia-family.html' title='A Família --&gt; The Family'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TImPtmL6fmI/AAAAAAAAFQM/wllX257WKN8/s72-c/group_hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-2606667338162572388</id><published>2010-09-09T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T18:20:15.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigos de Verdade --&gt; True Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TImHw_VQu9I/AAAAAAAAFQE/npCZcaf7Tdo/s1600/fair_weather_friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TImHw_VQu9I/AAAAAAAAFQE/npCZcaf7Tdo/s320/fair_weather_friend.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515088494395964370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nada como uma crise, uma tragédia, uma morte ou até mesmo uma celebração para se descobrir, filtrar e eliminar peso morto e usurpadores da sua vida. Nesse mundo onde as pessoas vivem para acumular seguidores em redes de relacionamento ou arrumar companhias para apenas para anestesiar ou fugir da realidade, amigos de verdade só aparecem na hora da verdade.” Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is nothing like a crisis, a tragedy, a death or even a celebration to uncover, filter and eliminate dead weight and leeches from your life. In this world where people live to accumulate followers in social networks hoping to find company only to numb or run from reality, true friends just show up in the moment of truth.” Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-2606667338162572388?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/2606667338162572388/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/amigos-de-verdade-true-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/2606667338162572388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/2606667338162572388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/amigos-de-verdade-true-friends.html' title='Amigos de Verdade --&gt; True Friends'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TImHw_VQu9I/AAAAAAAAFQE/npCZcaf7Tdo/s72-c/fair_weather_friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-3793710974733104794</id><published>2010-09-06T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T17:10:17.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barba Branca --&gt; White Beard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIWC497ZblI/AAAAAAAAFP8/pOPeCeEheE8/s1600/9_funny_jesus_thumbs_up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIWC497ZblI/AAAAAAAAFP8/pOPeCeEheE8/s320/9_funny_jesus_thumbs_up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513957233993018962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O universo é a casa de Deus e não é feito de tijolos. O planeta Terra é insignificante assim como o ser humano. Deus não fala ou mesmo se interessa por gramática. Deus não segue nenhuma linha de tempo. Então, tudo que é de tijolo, fala e tem hora marcada não é Deus. As pessoas se reúnem em nome de Deus para se convencerem que ‘ele’ existe pela histeria coletiva e não para senti-lo de verdade. Deus não é um homem de barba branca. Não tente entender Deus pelos homens porque os homens não entendem de Deus...” Luciano da Silveira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The universe is the house of God and is not made of bricks. Planet Earth is insignificant as is the human race. God does not speak or is even interested in grammar. God does not follow any time line. So, everything that is made of bricks, speaks and has a set time is not God. People unite in the name of God to convince themselves that ‘he’ exists through mass hysteria and not to truly feel him. God is not a man with a white beard. Do not try to understand God through men because men do not understand God…” Luciano da Silveira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-3793710974733104794?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/3793710974733104794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/barba-branca-white-beard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/3793710974733104794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/3793710974733104794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/barba-branca-white-beard.html' title='Barba Branca --&gt; White Beard'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIWC497ZblI/AAAAAAAAFP8/pOPeCeEheE8/s72-c/9_funny_jesus_thumbs_up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-5955898888123171477</id><published>2010-09-05T01:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:02:11.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabana --&gt; Cottage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TINOS_uPVJI/AAAAAAAAFP0/5eN-qGCyPJo/s1600/cabana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TINOS_uPVJI/AAAAAAAAFP0/5eN-qGCyPJo/s320/cabana.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513336457081607314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ‎"Minha disposição é a mais pacífica. Os meus desejos são: uma humilde cabana com um teto de palha, mas boa cama e boa comida, o leite e a manteiga mais frescos, flores em minha janela e algumas belas árvores em frente de minha porta; e, se Deus quiser tornar completa minha felicidade, me concederá a alegria de ver seis...  ou sete de meus inimigos enforcados nessas árvores. Antes da morte deles, eu, tocado em meu coração, lhes perdoarei todo o mal que em vida me fizeram. Deve-se é verdade, perdoar os inimigos - mas não antes de terem sido enforcados." Confissão de Heine em O Mal-Estar na Civilização de Sigmund Freud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mine is a peaceable disposition. My wishes are: a humble cottage with a thatched roof, but a good bed, good food, the freshest milk and butter, flowers before my window, and a few fine trees before my door; and if God wants to make my happiness complete, he will grant me the joy of seeing some six or seven of my enemies hanging from those trees. After their death I shall, moved in my heart, forgive them all the wrong they did me in their lifetime. One must, it is true, forgive one’s enemies -- but not before they have been hanged.” Heinrich Heine – Civilization and its discontents – Sigmund Freud&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-5955898888123171477?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5955898888123171477/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/cabana-cottage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/5955898888123171477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/5955898888123171477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/cabana-cottage.html' title='Cabana --&gt; Cottage'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TINOS_uPVJI/AAAAAAAAFP0/5eN-qGCyPJo/s72-c/cabana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-3204214218191181841</id><published>2010-09-04T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T22:38:58.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Origem --&gt; Inception</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIMmf3-WoJI/AAAAAAAAFPs/6apbI6T4pww/s1600/leonardo-dicaprio-nose-surgery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIMmf3-WoJI/AAAAAAAAFPs/6apbI6T4pww/s320/leonardo-dicaprio-nose-surgery.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513292697874899090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Acabei de assistir A Origem. A primeira coisa que você tem que admitir depois de assistir esse filme é que você pisou na merda. Agora tire seu sapato e limpe-o. Se você não se deu por satisfeito e quer discutir a consistência da merda, pegue a merda ponha num potinho e mande-a para o laboratório mais próximo para fazer um exame de fezes. Se você se acha inteligente e vier discutir comigo qual o sentido desse filme, te encho de porrada porque bater no Leonardo Di Caprio, por enquanto, ainda não é uma possibilidade.” Luciano de CRAPio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just finished watching Inception. The first thing you must admit after you watched this movie is that you stepped on shit. Now, take your shoe off and clean it. If you are not satisfied and want to discuss the consistency of the shit, take the shit, put it in a cup and send to the nearest lab for a stool test. If you think you are smart and come to me to discuss the meaning of this movie with me, I will kick your ass because, at least for now, it is not possible give Leornardo Di Caprio a beating.” Luciano Di CRAPyou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-3204214218191181841?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/3204214218191181841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/origem-inception.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/3204214218191181841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/3204214218191181841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/origem-inception.html' title='A Origem --&gt; Inception'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIMmf3-WoJI/AAAAAAAAFPs/6apbI6T4pww/s72-c/leonardo-dicaprio-nose-surgery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-5061201972883134327</id><published>2010-09-04T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T12:29:13.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A meia na cueca --&gt; The sock in your drawers</title><content type='html'>“Não adianta por meia dentro da cueca porque uma hora você vai ter que tirar a cueca.” Luciano da Silveira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It doesn’t help to stuff a sock in your drawers because eventually you will have to take off your drawers.” Luciano da Silveira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-5061201972883134327?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5061201972883134327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/meia-na-cueca-sock-in-your-drawers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/5061201972883134327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/5061201972883134327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/meia-na-cueca-sock-in-your-drawers.html' title='A meia na cueca --&gt; The sock in your drawers'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-8654056584665899025</id><published>2010-09-03T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T17:18:56.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogos de Azar --&gt; Gambling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIGQZ1-nvEI/AAAAAAAAFPY/Xv_6Yh9sb_w/s1600/vegas3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIGQZ1-nvEI/AAAAAAAAFPY/Xv_6Yh9sb_w/s320/vegas3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512846192539057218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Muitos me acham intolerante, enquanto outros eventualmente descobrem que sou apenas um sábio que fez um cálculo matemático e descobriu que os seres humanos são como os jogos de azar. É como se você entrasse num cassino e ficasse deslumbrado com a possibilidade de ganhar, o que acontece de vez em quando, mas a verdade é que o cassino só funciona porque se você continuar jogando vai sempre perder mais do que ganha.” Luciano Leaving Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Some people think I am intolerant, while others eventually learn that I am just a wise man who discovered through a mathematical calculation that interacting with human beings is just like gambling. It is like entering a casino and getting excited about winning, which happens sometimes, but the truth is that the casino only exists because if you keep playing you will always lose more than you win…” Luciano Leaving Las Vegas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-8654056584665899025?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8654056584665899025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/jogos-de-azar-gambling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8654056584665899025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8654056584665899025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/jogos-de-azar-gambling.html' title='Jogos de Azar --&gt; Gambling'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIGQZ1-nvEI/AAAAAAAAFPY/Xv_6Yh9sb_w/s72-c/vegas3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-2214851504718783767</id><published>2010-09-03T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T17:03:42.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends? --&gt; Amigos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIGMzWZiCwI/AAAAAAAAFPQ/zWGRetg8jZA/s1600/Judas-Iscariot_wa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIGMzWZiCwI/AAAAAAAAFPQ/zWGRetg8jZA/s320/Judas-Iscariot_wa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512842232692083458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do not rush to make new friends nor be fearful of leaving the ones you already have. Be true to your principles and always know for whom you would live or die. Bravely expose your soul. This way you will find companions for the moment of truth and will discover who between your friends does not live the truth. A friend can be valuable, but also dangerous because who admires you for who you are, rarely does not hate you for whom he can never be. Inside love, there is hate and inside a friend there is an enemy.” Luciano da Silveira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Não tenha pressa em fazer novos amigos nem medo de abandonar aqueles que têm. Seja fiel aos seus princípios e sempre saiba pelo que e por quem você viveria ou morreria. Exponha sua alma corajosamente. Desse modo você encontrará companheiros para a hora da verdade e descobrirá quem entre seus amigos não vive a verdade. Um amigo pode ser valioso, mas também pode ser perigoso. Porque quem te admira pelo que você é, raramente não te odeia pelo que ele não consegue ser. Dentro do amor, existe ódio e dentro de um amigo existe um inimigo.” Luciano da Silveira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-2214851504718783767?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/2214851504718783767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/friends-amigos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/2214851504718783767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/2214851504718783767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/friends-amigos.html' title='Friends? --&gt; Amigos?'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIGMzWZiCwI/AAAAAAAAFPQ/zWGRetg8jZA/s72-c/Judas-Iscariot_wa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-1317654222636213397</id><published>2010-09-03T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T16:41:35.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leão ou Gazela --&gt; Lion or Gazelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIGHp65s_QI/AAAAAAAAFPI/yjfhTiezgk4/s1600/lions+fighting+final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIGHp65s_QI/AAAAAAAAFPI/yjfhTiezgk4/s320/lions+fighting+final.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512836573133864194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Com certeza a vida é mais segura não fazendo nada diferente e seguindo a manada e ficando bem ali no meio do rebanho igual às gazelas correndo sei lá para onde. Aí os leões só pegam as mais velhas, novas ou doentes para se alimentar. Se tudo der certo, ela morre de velhice. Agora o leão, vai ter uma morte bem pior. Um dia, quando ele ficar velho, um leão mais viril virá para desafiá-lo e se não o matar, o expulsará do seu covil, matará todos os filhotes gerados por ele e copulará com suas fêmeas aproximadamente 100 vezes por dia, uma de cada vez. Pode ser que ele morra solitário, vagando sem rumo, mas ele viveu de verdade. Os dois vão morrer do mesmo jeito, mas o qual será o legado da gazela? Adubar a grama que outrora ela comia… ” Luciano &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Life is for sure safer following and being right there in the middle of the herd running like gazelles I don’t know where. Then, the lions will only feed on the older, younger or sicker gazelles. If everything goes as planned, she dies of old age. Now, the lion will have a much worse death. One day, when he is old, a younger lion will come to challenge him and if he does not get killed, will be banished from his den, have all his offspring killed and the victorious copulate with his females a hundred times a day one at the time. Maybe he will die wondering without a destination, but he truly lived. Both of them will die anyway, but what will be the gazelle’s legacy? Fertilize the grass she used to it...” Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-1317654222636213397?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1317654222636213397/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/leao-ou-gazela-lion-or-gazelle_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/1317654222636213397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/1317654222636213397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/leao-ou-gazela-lion-or-gazelle_03.html' title='Leão ou Gazela --&gt; Lion or Gazelle'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIGHp65s_QI/AAAAAAAAFPI/yjfhTiezgk4/s72-c/lions+fighting+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-6091320520175601353</id><published>2010-09-03T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T09:03:53.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TPM --&gt; PMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIEZFxyhVNI/AAAAAAAAFPA/ko5cFz6kbt8/s1600/wolf_movie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIEZFxyhVNI/AAAAAAAAFPA/ko5cFz6kbt8/s320/wolf_movie2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512715005933475026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ouça as mulheres falarem de TPM ou de chocolate... Citam pesquisam cientificas para justificar a vontade de comer chocolate durante a TPM. Se matarem alguém durante a TPM podem até justificar isso judicialmente. Quer ver discriminação? Diferente das mulheres que ovulam apenas uma vez por mês, os homens tem um estoque ilimitado de espermatozóides, então testosterona nos domina o tempo inteiro. Tecnicamente estamos ‘ovulando’ 24 horas por dia. Então se a TPM é causada por uma alteração mensal na produção de estrogênio e progesterona, nosso distúrbio é causado pela produção diária de testosterona. É cientificamente comprovado que vocês querem chocolate e podem comer. Nós homens, coitadinhos, também queremos comer, mas não é chocolate... Podemos comer também? Afinal de contas, isso também é cientificamente comprovado.” Luciano da Silveira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Listen to women speak about PMS or chocolate... They quote scientific research to justify chocolate cravings during PMS. If they kill someone when they are PMSing, they can even use it in their legal defense. Do you wanna see discrimination? Men, unlike women who ovulate once a month, have unlimited sperm production, so testosterone dominates us all the time. Technically, we are ‘ovulating’ 24/7. So, if PMS is caused by monthly alterations in  estrogen and progesterone production, our condition is caused by the daily production of testosterone. So, it is scientifically proven that you want chocolate and you can eat it. We, poor men, also have cravings, but it is not for chocolate… Can we fulfill our cravings? After all, this is also scientifically proven…" Luciano da Silveira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-6091320520175601353?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6091320520175601353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/tpm-pms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/6091320520175601353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/6091320520175601353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/tpm-pms.html' title='TPM --&gt; PMS'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TIEZFxyhVNI/AAAAAAAAFPA/ko5cFz6kbt8/s72-c/wolf_movie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-2982393861906178448</id><published>2010-08-31T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T08:06:41.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Estalando o Chicote --&gt; Cracking the Whip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TH0Znf3POEI/AAAAAAAAFO4/ay2OAeiRn-w/s1600/lord.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TH0Znf3POEI/AAAAAAAAFO4/ay2OAeiRn-w/s320/lord.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511589685330131010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Porque toda hora que tenho que lidar com qualquer profissional e for educado e centrado, eles me põem no fim da lista de prioridades e só funcionam quando eu solto os cachorros e estalo o chicote? Eita povinho que só trabalha na base do medo, intimidação e bordoada. Eu nasci para ser Lorde e não Senhor de Engenho.” Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why is it that every time I am polite and centered when I deal with any professional, they put me at the end of their list of priorities and only function when I let the dogs out and crack the whip? God damn people that only work driven by fear, intimidation and beatings. I was born to a Lord and not a Slave Master.” Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-2982393861906178448?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/2982393861906178448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/estalando-o-chicote-cracking-whip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/2982393861906178448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/2982393861906178448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/estalando-o-chicote-cracking-whip.html' title='Estalando o Chicote --&gt; Cracking the Whip'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/TH0Znf3POEI/AAAAAAAAFO4/ay2OAeiRn-w/s72-c/lord.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-7181244881509239526</id><published>2010-08-29T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T15:34:58.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 --&gt; 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THrgi0UQw3I/AAAAAAAAFOw/AkbVjZiUsQ0/s1600/nariz_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THrgi0UQw3I/AAAAAAAAFOw/AkbVjZiUsQ0/s320/nariz_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510963982805025650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Foram 3 contra 1... Dois desarmados e um armado. Em três segundos, três porradas. Uma no nariz... Senti o nariz quebrando, o sangue espirrando, meus olhos lacrimejando e a adrenalina jorrando. Outra na boca... Mordi os lábios e senti o gosto de sangue. A última no olho... Pisquei e senti o olho inchando. Aí soltei o meu cinto. Quem ganhou e porque eu estou sorrindo? Não se preocupe porque o importante não é fazer primeiro e sim sorrir por último.” Luciano &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was 3 against 1... Two unarmed and one armed. Three blows in three seconds. One on the nose… I felt my nose breaking, blood flowing, tear in my eyes and the adrenaline  pouring. Another one in the mouth... I bit my lips and felt the taste of blood. The last one in the eye. I blinked and felt the swelling. Then, I unfastened my seatbelt. Who won and why am I smiling? Do not worry because what is important is not to act first, but to be the last one to laugh.” Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-7181244881509239526?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7181244881509239526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/3-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7181244881509239526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7181244881509239526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/3-3.html' title='3 --&gt; 3'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THrgi0UQw3I/AAAAAAAAFOw/AkbVjZiUsQ0/s72-c/nariz_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-7920829564049448267</id><published>2010-08-28T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T22:07:39.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juevos --&gt; Juevos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THnqg4t_85I/AAAAAAAAFOo/yv29AzPvkDU/s1600/balls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THnqg4t_85I/AAAAAAAAFOo/yv29AzPvkDU/s320/balls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510693469766546322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Como instrutor de defesa pessoal, sou completamente a favor de atacar os testículos. Na verdade, os vejo como alvo principal, mas se for fazer, faça direito. Um chute no saco não é mágico e pode ser um tiro que sai pela culatra. Como disse Theodore Roosevelt: ‘Nunca bata enquanto a violência pode ser evitada, mas quando bater, nunca bata fraco’. Existem três modos de atacar os testículos. O primeiro é triturá-los com um com um golpe poderoso prensando-os contra o osso pélvico. O segundo é pressioná-los com as mãos ou mandíbulas até conseguir um nocaute neural. O terceiro é destroçá-los ou arrancá-los com os dentes ou as mãos. Qualquer coisa aquém disso vai despertar a dor exata que um homem precisa para se motivar para te destruir. O famoso chute no saco certeiro é uma lenda.” Luciano Juevos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“As a self-defense instructor, I am totally in favor about attacking the testicles. Truthfully, I see them as the primary target, but if you are gonna do it, do it right. A kick in the balls could backfire. Like Franklin Roosevelt said: ‘Don't hit at all if it is honorably possible to avoid hitting; but never hit soft.’ There are three ways to attack the balls. The first one is to crush them with a powerful blow by pressing them against the pelvic bone. The second is to put pressure on them with your hands or mouth until you get a neural KO. The third is to destroy or rip them off with your teeth or mouth. Anything below that will awaken the exact pain that a man needs to get motivated to destroy you. The so called decisive kick in the balls is a hoax.” Luciano Juevos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-7920829564049448267?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7920829564049448267/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/juevos-juevos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7920829564049448267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7920829564049448267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/juevos-juevos.html' title='Juevos --&gt; Juevos'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THnqg4t_85I/AAAAAAAAFOo/yv29AzPvkDU/s72-c/balls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-5327603703187552772</id><published>2010-08-28T14:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T14:52:20.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Filantropia --&gt; Philanthropy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THmE8CPaLmI/AAAAAAAAFOg/UiwpvO2jMTU/s1600/teresa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THmE8CPaLmI/AAAAAAAAFOg/UiwpvO2jMTU/s320/teresa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510581785993031266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Toda filantropia é egocêntrica. Seja porque alguém se acha superior, quer ser idolatrado, está tentando compensar atos passados, ganhar pontos espirituais, ou simplesmente se sentir bem. Mas o fato é que ninguém dá nada sem querer algo em troca.” Madre Luciano de Calcutá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All philanthropy is egocentric. Be it because someone feels superior, wants to be idolized, is trying to compensate past acts, win spiritual points or simply to feel good. But the truth is that no one does anything without want something in return.” Mother Luciano of Calcuta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-5327603703187552772?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5327603703187552772/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/filantropia-philanthropy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/5327603703187552772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/5327603703187552772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/filantropia-philanthropy.html' title='Filantropia --&gt; Philanthropy'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THmE8CPaLmI/AAAAAAAAFOg/UiwpvO2jMTU/s72-c/teresa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-5344351254248252082</id><published>2010-08-28T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T10:18:46.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Masturbação do Ego --&gt; Ego Masturbation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THlE8tdzcrI/AAAAAAAAFOY/NPRO3DCZy6Q/s1600/ego2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THlE8tdzcrI/AAAAAAAAFOY/NPRO3DCZy6Q/s320/ego2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510511428851954354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Eu escrevo porque gosto de escrever e é masturbação da minha mente. Quando alguém decide publicar é masturbação do meu ego.” Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I write because I like to write and that is mental masturbation. When someone decides to publish it, it is ego masturbation.” Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-5344351254248252082?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5344351254248252082/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/masturbacao-do-ego-ego-masturbation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/5344351254248252082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/5344351254248252082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/masturbacao-do-ego-ego-masturbation.html' title='Masturbação do Ego --&gt; Ego Masturbation'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THlE8tdzcrI/AAAAAAAAFOY/NPRO3DCZy6Q/s72-c/ego2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-5782926654625570854</id><published>2010-08-27T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T17:12:43.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Pênis Sarado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THhS0_jq88I/AAAAAAAAFOQ/h4vHreIKIX4/s1600/penis_power.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THhS0_jq88I/AAAAAAAAFOQ/h4vHreIKIX4/s320/penis_power.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510245214455526338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMO AUMENTAR O TAMANHO DO SEU PÊNIS ATRAVÉS DA ATIVIDADE FÍSICA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu médico já disse que seu colesterol está batendo recordes? Seus pneus já servem em caminhões de pequeno porte? Você não tem mais peitoral, tem peitinhos? Só anda de escada se ela estiver rolando? Esteira é aquele negócio de palha que você põe na areia? Agachamento é aquilo que você faz antes de sentar no trono? A última vez que você fez exercício físico foi no vestibular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe eu tenho o ingrediente que faltava para te motivar para sair do sofá e subir na esteira. E se eu te falar que é possível aumentar o tamanho do seu pênis através da atividade física. Você deve estar imaginando que estou tentando te vender uma daquelas engenhocas para aumentar o pênis por sucção mecânica. Na verdade eu só quero te mostrar como salvar seu melhor amigo que está afundando na areia movediça do sedentarismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O segredo tem como base uma das coisas que os fisiculturistas sabem há muito tempo. Isto é, eles desenvolvem certos músculos, eliminam a gordura em outros lugares e muitas vezes projetam a impressão que são muito maiores do que realmente são. Esse mesmo processo pode ser usado para “aumentar” o tamanho do seu pênis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faça uma coisa. Espere aí! Primeiro certifique-se que não tem ninguém por perto. Abaixe as calças e prense a gordura no seu púbis, ou seja, a parte triangular, no baixo abdome, que nos adultos é recoberta por pêlos. Se você não entendeu ainda, aperte a banha na área onde ficam os seus pentelhos. Meça a quantidade de gororoba que está encurtando o seu melhor amigo. Agora fique de frente para o espelho e prense a área em volta da base do seu pênis e veja quantos preciosos centímetros de bilau você pode ganhar. A menos que você tenha o dote do John Holmes, você dever estar bem propenso a ler esse artigo até o fim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente não existe nenhum programa de treinamento físico ou dieta que elimine gordura de apenas algumas partes do corpo. Isso só possível através da lipoaspiração. Por essa razão a melhor proposta para conseguir aumentar o tamanho do garotinho é desenvolver um programa completo de condicionamento físico acompanhado por uma dieta saudável, onde você perca gordura e ganhe massa muscular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensando além do pênis (uma proposta que é quase inviável para nós homens), o processo natural de emagrecimento através da atividade física e dieta resulta em um corpo muito mais harmônico, proporcionando um estilo de vida saudável que vai além dos resultados estéticos. Não vamos esquecer que um corpo sarado lhe dará mais auto-confiança e melhor ainda, mais mulheres que irão se interessar em conhecer seu pênis sarado. Se isso não fosse o suficiente, pessoas com melhor condicionamento físico têm ereções mais poderosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltando a analogia com o fisiculturismo, vou te dar mais uma dica. Fisiculturistas depois de meses de dieta e treinamento se preparam para o grande dia da competição com uma depilação para realçar ainda mais os músculos. Agora que você eliminou a gordura do seu púbis, esta na hora de eliminar os pelos pubianos que estão tirando ainda mais espaço do seu músculo principal como uma trepadeira subindo no muro. Pegue um barbeador elétrico e tire o volume dos pelos pubianos em geral. Agora, com muito cuidado, por favor! Pegue a lamina de barbear e corte os pelos em volta da base do pênis. Voila! O make -over de pênis está completo. Agora leve o seu amigo para passear e ser re-introduzido ao mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não faça isso por mim, pelos outros ou mesmo por você mesmo. Deixe sua vida sedentária pelo seu melhor amigo que apesar de já ter te desapontado, sempre esteve ao seu lado para o que der o vier. Também não se esqueça de quantas roubadas você já o colocou. Está na hora de renovar os laços de amizade e respeito entre vocês dois. Todo relacionamento de sucesso precisa de renovação. Levante-se da cadeira e leve seu mini Schwarzenegger para a academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luciano da Silveira é personal trainer pelo American College of Sports Medicine e proprietário da Clinifit Fitness Studio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-5782926654625570854?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5782926654625570854/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-penis-sarado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/5782926654625570854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/5782926654625570854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-penis-sarado.html' title='O Pênis Sarado'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THhS0_jq88I/AAAAAAAAFOQ/h4vHreIKIX4/s72-c/penis_power.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-61627501974690174</id><published>2010-08-27T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:46:07.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agradeça aos Leões --&gt; Thank the Lions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THhNjYAalUI/AAAAAAAAFOI/YKvnwWtzoYM/s1600/leao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THhNjYAalUI/AAAAAAAAFOI/YKvnwWtzoYM/s320/leao.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510239414222755138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Não é possível ter fé em Deus e não querer morrer. Se você realmente tem fé, a morte é a sua libertação. Se você está em dúvida, você se apega a vida. Só não tente pregar ou me converter se você tem dúvidas. Não é coincidência que a igreja proibiu o suicídio porque os primeiros cristãos iam em direção aos leões sorrindo querendo ser estraçalhados. Isso era fé, mas os leões comiam o dizimo.” Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It is not possible to have faith in God and not want to die. If you really have faith, death is your freedom. If you are in doubt, you embrace life. Just don’t try to preach or convert me if you have doubts. It is not a coincidence that the Church banned suicide because the first Christians walked up to the lions smiling wanting to be mauled. That was faith, but the lions ate the tithe.” Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-61627501974690174?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/61627501974690174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/agradeca-aos-leoes-thank-lions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/61627501974690174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/61627501974690174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/agradeca-aos-leoes-thank-lions.html' title='Agradeça aos Leões --&gt; Thank the Lions'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THhNjYAalUI/AAAAAAAAFOI/YKvnwWtzoYM/s72-c/leao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-6049762982983973629</id><published>2010-08-26T21:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T23:56:18.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex with food --&gt; Sexo com comida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THdBr1J22jI/AAAAAAAAFN4/KV5-y9Awot0/s1600/food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THdBr1J22jI/AAAAAAAAFN4/KV5-y9Awot0/s320/food.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509944890369694258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Existe uma grande diferença entre se alimentar e transar com a comida. Pode prestar atenção e vai ver pessoas que literalmente fazem amor, tem sexo casual, tem casos secretos e muitas vezes têm verdadeiras orgias com a comida. Ou você não percebe ou não quer admitir, mas sexo com comida acontece dentro do restaurante com sua família do lado ou na sua própria mesa...” Chef Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is a big difference between feeding yourself and having sex with the food. Pay attention and you will see people who literally make love, have casual sex, have secret affairs and many times have huge orgies with food. Either you don’t notice or do not want to admit it, but sex with food happens in restaurants with your family by your side or in your own table...” Chef Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-6049762982983973629?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6049762982983973629/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/sex-with-food-sexo-com-comida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/6049762982983973629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/6049762982983973629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/sex-with-food-sexo-com-comida.html' title='Sex with food --&gt; Sexo com comida'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THdBr1J22jI/AAAAAAAAFN4/KV5-y9Awot0/s72-c/food.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-4489759665090464600</id><published>2010-08-26T14:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T14:05:29.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaiola --&gt; Cage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THbXDDlQD2I/AAAAAAAAFNw/qrxPurWGbE4/s1600/cage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THbXDDlQD2I/AAAAAAAAFNw/qrxPurWGbE4/s320/cage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509827641635508066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Podem tirar todos os equipamentos da minha academia, mas meu Power Cage fica. Os anos se passam e inventam um tanto de equipamentos cheios de badulaques e modinhas, mas a gaiola, a barra, as anilhas e um banco continuam fazendo tudo melhor que qualquer máquina moderna. Não é toa que se você entrar em qualquer sala de condicionamento físico de qualquer universidade ou time profissional nos EUA, em muitos casos, esse é o único equipamento que você vai ver...” Coach Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You can take all the equipment out of my gym, but my Power Cage stays. Times goes by and we see all kinds of fancy equipment and fads, but the cage, the barbell, the plates and a bench continue to do everything better than any modern machine. It is not a coincidence that if you walk into any strength and conditioning gym in the any American university or professional sports team, in many cases, this is the only equipment you will see…” Coach Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-4489759665090464600?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/4489759665090464600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/gaiola-cage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/4489759665090464600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/4489759665090464600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/gaiola-cage.html' title='Gaiola --&gt; Cage'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THbXDDlQD2I/AAAAAAAAFNw/qrxPurWGbE4/s72-c/cage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-2642020844728400848</id><published>2010-08-26T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T12:18:07.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adestrando? --&gt;  Training?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THa9yoNLhzI/AAAAAAAAFNo/nWmMwsRRzuI/s1600/orca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THa9yoNLhzI/AAAAAAAAFNo/nWmMwsRRzuI/s320/orca.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509799871618189106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Você pode se chocar com as coisas que falo abertamente, mas o que chocaria mesmo são as coisas que eu não falo. O que eu falo é mais ou menos igual à diversão que uma orca tem arremessando uma foca que ela arrancou da praia. Afinal de contas, instinto é simples e todos acham que o entendem. Ninguém pode julgar a orca ...por ser assassina ou um homem simples por verbalizar o que todos os outros pensam. Mas a verdadeira diversão não está no que eu falo. Quando lanço o óbvio, já sei tudo que você vai pensar e quem sabe, se você tiver um pouco de coragem, verbalizar. São as pessoas com as quais eu converso em silêncio que realmente estão próximas. E são as que acham que entendem tudo sobre o óbvio, que finalmente aprendem tardiamente, enquanto se afogam, que uma orca não pode viver dentro de uma piscina sendo adestrada em troca de sardinhas e quem está sendo adestrado é você.” Luciano Tillikum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You may be shocked by what I openly say, but you would be truly shocked by I the things I don’t say. What I say is like the fun a killer whale has throwing a seal around after snatching it from the beach. After all, instinct is simple and everyone thinks they understand it. No one can judge a killer whale for being a killer or a simple man for verbalizing thoughts that everyone thinks anyway. When I throw the obvious in the air, I already know what you are gonna think and if you have a little courage, speak out… The people that I communicate in silence, are the ones really close to me. And it is the people who think that know everything about the obvious that finally learn when it is too late while they are drowning that a killer whale cannot be trained in exchange for sardines and you are the one being trained.” Luciano Tillikum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-2642020844728400848?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/2642020844728400848/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/adestrando-training.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/2642020844728400848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/2642020844728400848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/adestrando-training.html' title='Adestrando? --&gt;  Training?'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THa9yoNLhzI/AAAAAAAAFNo/nWmMwsRRzuI/s72-c/orca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-7214470006368296772</id><published>2010-08-26T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T07:01:44.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guie sua existência --&gt; Drive your existance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THZj7YaT93I/AAAAAAAAFNg/dNo5OT1FSZo/s1600/driver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THZj7YaT93I/AAAAAAAAFNg/dNo5OT1FSZo/s320/driver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509701065950623602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Se você não controla seus pensamentos, suas emoções, seu corpo, seu tempo e suas finanças, alguém ou algo te controla. Isso é fato. Se você não está na direção, você ainda está dentro do carro, mas tem alguém dirigindo por você sabe-se lá para onde..." Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you are not in control of your thoughts, your emotions, your body, your time and your finances, somebody or someone controls you. This is a fact. If you are not at the wheel, you are still in the car and there is someone else driving who knows where..." Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-7214470006368296772?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7214470006368296772/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/se-voce-nao-controla-seus-pensamentos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7214470006368296772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7214470006368296772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/se-voce-nao-controla-seus-pensamentos.html' title='Guie sua existência --&gt; Drive your existance'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THZj7YaT93I/AAAAAAAAFNg/dNo5OT1FSZo/s72-c/driver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-1197327937458972098</id><published>2010-08-25T07:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T19:56:11.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somos Formigas --&gt;  We are Ants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THUkL_dSPOI/AAAAAAAAFNY/3Ni6xVOh8vw/s1600/hose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THUkL_dSPOI/AAAAAAAAFNY/3Ni6xVOh8vw/s320/hose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509349507589094626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quando uma criança afoga milhares de formigas com uma mangueira no jardim, ela está brincando. Quando Deus afoga milhares de pessoas com um tsunami dizem que ele está bravo... E se ele estiver brincando e para ele nós formos apenas formigas?" Luciano, Profeta do Apocalypse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When a kid drowns thousands of ants with a garden hose, they say that he is playing. When God drowns thousands of people with a tsunami, they say that he is angry... What if he is playing and for him we are just ants?" Luciano, Apocalyptical Prophet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-1197327937458972098?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1197327937458972098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/quando-uma-crianca-afoga-milhares-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/1197327937458972098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/1197327937458972098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/quando-uma-crianca-afoga-milhares-de.html' title='Somos Formigas --&gt;  We are Ants'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THUkL_dSPOI/AAAAAAAAFNY/3Ni6xVOh8vw/s72-c/hose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-8872612338092165033</id><published>2010-08-25T05:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T06:30:09.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enemies --&gt; Inimigos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THUICRAuyBI/AAAAAAAAFM8/4hZIQjGjH7I/s1600/tank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THUICRAuyBI/AAAAAAAAFM8/4hZIQjGjH7I/s320/tank.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509318554176899090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have always been suspicious of a man who does not have enemies. The only thing necessary to make enemies is to take sides about anything. I take sides both in my personal and professional life. For that reason, I have lost friends, made enemies, lost clients and created animosity in my profession. In my daily life, I have fought off muggers, hurt myself and have injured many. See that I even respect a man who tried to rob or hurt me because that takes positioning and courage. People are always telling me that I am crazy and mess with people who have nothing to lose. First, I don't mess with anyone, they mess with me... Second, I guarantee that I have directly dealt a great deal with some of the worst specimens of the humans species and found out through hands on personal experience, that someone always has something to lose. Of course, it is better to avoid dealing with people like that, but you can't spend your whole life running and hiding because that is exactly the type of victim predators look for. It is a good idea to respect life's frailness, but it is better to respect yourself and your values. And to truly respect yourself, you have to know for what you would live, kill or die. Someone who has decided these three things will have enemies, but will also have true friends and be respected or feared. He could even die, but will truly live, something that no one can do living on the fence and running from worthy fights." Luciano da Silveira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu sempre desconfiei do homem que não tem inimigos. A única coisa necessária para produzir inimigos é se posicionar sobre qualquer coisa. Eu me posiciono tanto na minha vida pessoal quanto profissional. Por isso, já perdi amigos, fiz inimigos, perdi clientes e fiz desafetos profissionais. No dia a dia, já reagi a assaltos, já me machuquei e também já feri vários que se posicionaram. Olha que até respeito que tem tentou me roubar ou me ferir porque isso exige posicionamento e coragem. Eu não canso de ouvir que sou louco e que mexo com quem não tem nada a perder. Primeiramente, eu não mexo com ninguém, mexem comigo... Segundo, eu te garanto que já lidei diretamente, e bastante, com alguns dos piores elementos da espécie humana e descobri por experiência prática que mesmo que não pareça, alguém sempre alguém tem algo a perder. Claro que é melhor evitar ter que lidar com esses indivíduos, mas não da para passar a vida fugindo e se escondendo porque é esse exatamente o tipo de vitima que predadores procuram. É bom respeitar a fragilidade da sua vida, mas melhor ainda é respeitar você e seus valores. E para se respeitar de verdade você tem que saber pelo que você viveria, mataria ou morreria. Quem já decidiu essas três coisas vai ter inimigos, mas vai ter amigos de verdade e ser respeitado ou temido. Ele pode até morrer, mas vai viver de verdade, coisa que ninguém faz vivendo em cima do muro e fugindo de confrontos dignos." Luciano da Silveira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-8872612338092165033?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8872612338092165033/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-always-been-suspicious-of-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8872612338092165033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/8872612338092165033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-always-been-suspicious-of-man.html' title='Enemies --&gt; Inimigos'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THUICRAuyBI/AAAAAAAAFM8/4hZIQjGjH7I/s72-c/tank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-1381346637929769848</id><published>2010-08-24T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T06:29:51.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneylandia Mental --&gt; Mental Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPVOWjcCcI/AAAAAAAAFM0/-QV3ANdCYts/s1600/cabeca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPVOWjcCcI/AAAAAAAAFM0/-QV3ANdCYts/s320/cabeca.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508981211753351618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Deixa eu explicar uma coisa... Quando você me vê quieto, não é que eu esteja te ignorando de propósito ou que eu seja autista, mas é que minha mente é um parque de diversões e dentro dela rolam coisas extremante divertidas. Estou geralmente completamente entretido nos meus pensamentos e quando você interrompe minha div...ersão, tem que me oferecer algo a altura ou eu inconscientemente paro de prestar atenção em você e volto para a minha Disneylândia mental..." Luciano da Silveira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me explain something to you... When you see me quiet, it is not that I am purposely ignoring you or suffer from autism, but the fact is that my mind is an amusement park and extremely fun things happen inside of it. I am usually completely entertained in my thoughts and when you interrupt my fun, you have to offer me something at least as amusing or I subconsciously quit paying attention to you and go back to my mental Disneyland..." Luciano da Silveira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-1381346637929769848?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1381346637929769848/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/deixa-eu-explicar-uma-coisa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/1381346637929769848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/1381346637929769848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/deixa-eu-explicar-uma-coisa.html' title='Disneylandia Mental --&gt; Mental Disneyland'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPVOWjcCcI/AAAAAAAAFM0/-QV3ANdCYts/s72-c/cabeca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-5465004383404506871</id><published>2010-08-24T07:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T06:29:16.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Politically Incorrect --&gt; Politicamente Incorreto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPUVLjO8EI/AAAAAAAAFMs/c61aZYvig5Y/s1600/bitch.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPUVLjO8EI/AAAAAAAAFMs/c61aZYvig5Y/s320/bitch.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508980229547159618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How I miss the days when we did not know what politically correct was and we could say whatever we wanted without worrying about offending someone, somewhere. The days when I said something that offended someone I was just called a son of bitch and not 'someone generated by a female dog'. Truthfully, nothing has changed. Now, everyone thinks the same things, but is scared to say them. The worst thing is that only people from the same group can say whatever they want, even the words they condemn when people outside the group use. Just call me son of bitch.. " Luciano, Son of a Bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ai que saudades dos dias onde não sabíamos o que era politicamente correto e podíamos falar o que quiséssemos sem ficar preocupados em ofender alguém em algum lugar. Os dias quando eu falasse algo que ofendesse alguém eu era simplesmente chamado de filho da puta e não um 'alguém gerado por uma profissional do sexo'. N...a verdade, nada mudou. Agora todos pensam a mesma coisa e não falam por medo. O pior é que só pessoas do mesmo grupo podem falar o que quiserem, inclusive usar os nomes que eles condenam quando pessoas fora do grupo usam. Me chame de filho da puta mesmo..." Luciano, Filho da Puta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-5465004383404506871?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5465004383404506871/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-i-miss-days-when-we-did-not-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/5465004383404506871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/5465004383404506871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-i-miss-days-when-we-did-not-know.html' title='Politically Incorrect --&gt; Politicamente Incorreto'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPUVLjO8EI/AAAAAAAAFMs/c61aZYvig5Y/s72-c/bitch.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-7172283815051530071</id><published>2010-08-24T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T06:26:17.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough Enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPQ2wM2AgI/AAAAAAAAFMk/HYs5dQdeFGQ/s1600/mot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPQ2wM2AgI/AAAAAAAAFMk/HYs5dQdeFGQ/s320/mot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508976408274534914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You cannot say that you are tough until you have been wronged, hungry, cold, tortured, humiliated, attacked, wounded, begged and made promises to God to get you out of a situation. Once you realize that you are not tough, you become a truly dangerous human being because the fragility of the mind and body is no longer a fantasy. Only he who has lived through his moment of truth and found out that anyone, especially him, can be broken, becomes really dangerous. That man will rarely have to fight because his eyes will become a mirror of his spirit and will tell you that things will not end well for anyone, including himself, winning or losing.” Luciano da Silveira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-7172283815051530071?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7172283815051530071/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-cannot-say-that-you-are-tough-until_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7172283815051530071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7172283815051530071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-cannot-say-that-you-are-tough-until_24.html' title='Tough Enough?'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPQ2wM2AgI/AAAAAAAAFMk/HYs5dQdeFGQ/s72-c/mot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-7594774506388775434</id><published>2010-08-24T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T06:29:34.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Maior Chato --&gt; The Most Annoying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPN5_T5CVI/AAAAAAAAFMU/5GAwGpzwI3w/s1600/luciano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPN5_T5CVI/AAAAAAAAFMU/5GAwGpzwI3w/s320/luciano.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508973165335349586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O maior chato é o chato perguntativo. Prefiro o chato discursivo ou narrativo, que se pode ouvir enquanto se pensa noutra coisa.” Mario Quintana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem certas pessoas que só precisam falar. Não é que elas queiram que alguém as ouça. Elas só querem falar delas mesmas. Nesses casos, meu passatempo é contar quantas vezes ela...s falam a palavra ‘eu’. Depois mais ou menos uns 68 ‘eu isso ou aquilo', você ouve: ‘e você, como vai?’. Se prepare porque você vai ter a oportunidade de falar 1 ou 2 ‘eus’ no máximo, antes delas te interromperem e começarem o ‘eu’ 69, 70, 71, ad nauseam, infinitum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The most annoying person is the asking kind. I prefer the discursive or narrative kind. The ones you can listen while you think of something else.” Mario Quintana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some people that just need to speak. It is not that they want someone who listens to them. They just want to speak about themselves. In these situations, my pastime is counting how many times they say the word “I”. After more or less 68 ‘I this or that’, you hear: ‘How about you, how do you do?’ Prepare yourself because you will only have the opportunity to say 1 or 2 ‘I(s)’, before they interrupt you and begin the ‘I’ number 69, 70, 71, ad nauseam, infinitum…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-7594774506388775434?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7594774506388775434/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-maior-chato-e-o-chato-perguntativo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7594774506388775434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7594774506388775434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-maior-chato-e-o-chato-perguntativo.html' title='O Maior Chato --&gt; The Most Annoying'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPN5_T5CVI/AAAAAAAAFMU/5GAwGpzwI3w/s72-c/luciano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-7319612658879094569</id><published>2010-08-24T06:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T06:31:10.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ele Não te que quer! --&gt; He doesn't Want You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPF9ABAPwI/AAAAAAAAFMM/5IJqoQhOd8E/s1600/loving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPF9ABAPwI/AAAAAAAAFMM/5IJqoQhOd8E/s320/loving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508964420971151106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Quem me dera que fosse a última vez que eu tivesse que falar isso, mas vou escrever porque quem sabe minhas amigas vão ler e reler em vez de me encher o saco mais uma vez. Amigas, ou um cara gosta de você ou não gosta. Não existe um cara que goste mais ou menos de você. Se ele gostar, você vai saber. Ele vai ser o abo...balhado que faria tudo por você. Aquele exato cara que você não tem tesão porque ele demonstra que gosta de você e por isso você não o quer. Ou você aprende a gostar de quem gosta de você ou passará sua vida inteira apaixonada pela busca impossível de achar um cara que gosta de você, mas não demonstra. Esse cara não existe. E você, teimosa e egocêntrica como é, vai achar que vai ser A MULHER que vai fazer o ‘coitadinho’, ‘durão’, ‘traumatizado’ amolecer aquele coração endurecido por você. Não. Ele não te quer. Quando ele gosta de alguém, ela não vai precisar fazer nada a não ser, ser ela mesma. Leia isso antes de me ligar de novo. E se me ligar, me pergunte algo novo porque essa história já entrou na categoria monotonia repetitiva.” Luciano Disque Merda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How I wish this would be the last time I had to say this, but I will write it hoping that my friends will read it and reread it instead of annoying me one more time. My friends, either a man likes you or not. There is no guy who kind of likes you. If he likes you, you will know. He will be that whipped guy who would do anything for you. That same guy who does not turn you on because he shows that he likes you and for that exact reason you do not want him. Either you learn how to like someone who likes you or you will spend your whole life in love with the impossible mission to find a man who likes you, but does not demonstrate it. This man does not exist. And you, being the egocentric, stubborn woman that you are, will think that you are THE WOMAN and will make the ‘poor’, ‘tough’, ‘traumatized’ guy soften his hardened heart for you. No. He does not want you. When he likes someone, she won’t have to do anything besides just being herself. Read this before you call me again. And if you call, ask me something new because this subject has entered the repetitive monotonous category.” 1-800-ask-luci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-7319612658879094569?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7319612658879094569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/quem-me-dera-que-fosse-ultima-vez-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7319612658879094569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/7319612658879094569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/quem-me-dera-que-fosse-ultima-vez-que.html' title='Ele Não te que quer! --&gt; He doesn&apos;t Want You!'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPF9ABAPwI/AAAAAAAAFMM/5IJqoQhOd8E/s72-c/loving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-6104922720569143665</id><published>2010-08-24T06:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T06:28:59.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Homem que Mente --&gt; The Man that Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPFHw5OjXI/AAAAAAAAFME/gA_pxpAkmlA/s1600/unicorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPFHw5OjXI/AAAAAAAAFME/gA_pxpAkmlA/s320/unicorn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508963506378935666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O homem que mente, mente tanto que ele mesmo começa a acreditar no mundo de faz de conta que ele inventou ao ponto que quando alguém aponta para a mentira que a vida dele se tornou ele fica realmente indignado.” Luciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The man who lies, lies so much that he even begins to believe in the make belief world he invented ...to the point where he actually becomes exasperated when someone points out to the lie his life has become.” Luciano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-6104922720569143665?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6104922720569143665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-homem-que-mente-mente-tanto-que-ele.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/6104922720569143665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/6104922720569143665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-homem-que-mente-mente-tanto-que-ele.html' title='O Homem que Mente --&gt; The Man that Lies'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THPFHw5OjXI/AAAAAAAAFME/gA_pxpAkmlA/s72-c/unicorn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542673215401945505.post-2082658897213074331</id><published>2010-08-24T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T05:39:40.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Batalha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THO9dmI3eRI/AAAAAAAAFL8/Nltka87CrXs/s1600/paradise_lost_001_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THO9dmI3eRI/AAAAAAAAFL8/Nltka87CrXs/s320/paradise_lost_001_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508955085355841810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A batalha não será travada no futuro. O céu e o inferno não estão por vir. A guerra acontece agora e nós anjos e demônios caminhamos sem muitas vezes sabermos quem somos ou mesmo para que lado pertencemos. Mas os escolhidos terão momentos de clareza onde a verdade será revelada. Não hesite, não duvide, apenas trucide seu inimigo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós, anjos e demônios sabemos que somos soldados que cumprem ordens. Não é o bem e o mal ou o certo e errado da moral humana. Não é paraíso nem inferno. Somos feitos para a guerra, impiedosos, vingativos e destruidores não importa qual lado defendemos. Quando os olhares se cruzarem, nos reconheceremos e saberemos de que lado estamos. Não haverá dúvida, apenas respeito e sede de luta e vitória. Isso transcende noções de certo ou errado, de lei ou crime, de embaixo ou cima da terra ou mesmo de sanidade mental. Alguns vão achar que sou louco, mas quem eu quero que me entenda, entenderá. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu irmão em armas ou meu inimigo, não estou aqui para me entender com civis que vivem uma mentira mesmo sem saber. Meu inimigo, quando me ver chegando, se me ver chegando saque sua espada e me ataque porque pode ter certeza se eu te reconhecer, vou fazer o mesmo. Irmãos em armas, cheguem devagar e identifiquem-se porque em um mundo em guerra precisamos saber quem é quem para evitar as casualidades. Você, anjo ou demônio, venha, eu estou aqui te esperando quando não estou te caçando. Você que não entendeu nada, espere o suposto dia do juízo final para descobrir que já é tarde... Eu amo e odeio a guerra, mas nós anjos e demônios, divididos como somos, nascemos e morremos repetidamente para isso! Lute até morrer de novo. Lute do meu lado ou me mate, mas não seja um simples civil porque pelo menos meu inimigo eu respeito..." Luciano da Silveira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542673215401945505-2082658897213074331?l=lucianismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/feeds/2082658897213074331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/batalha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/2082658897213074331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542673215401945505/posts/default/2082658897213074331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucianismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/batalha.html' title='A Batalha'/><author><name>lucianismo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10669665907475956711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wk4FesivSZY/THO9dmI3eRI/AAAAAAAAFL8/Nltka87CrXs/s72-c/paradise_lost_001_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
