<?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-2812933404833545500</id><updated>2011-12-24T23:45:28.760-08:00</updated><category term='estrela 16 pontas'/><category term='Curler'/><category term='Kusudama Astra'/><category term='Marcador Tsuru'/><category term='mandalas'/><category term='Hana no Kusudama'/><category term='yin yang'/><category term='Kawasaki Rose'/><category term='Curler Stelutze'/><category term='RSTUVWXYZ'/><category term='twirl'/><category term='Loop'/><category term='orijouterie'/><category term='Tessellation'/><category term='Yoshizawa'/><category term='caixa flor'/><category term='Coelho'/><category term='Floral Globe'/><category term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><category term='origami e matemática'/><category term='Ostrum'/><title type='text'>Think About Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Origami, versos e outras histórias</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-2109945393613653714</id><published>2011-04-08T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T03:23:44.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coelho'/><title type='text'>Coelhinhos</title><content type='html'>Oi gente bonita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Após séculos sem passar por aqui né, vida corrida, outros interesses sempre tomando o lugar, enfim, resolvi aparecer, principalmente depois de me inspirar lá no blog &lt;a href="http://artededobrarecia.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Arte de Dobrar e Cia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, fui dobrar esses coelhinhos, aproveitando que é mesmo o ano do coelho e que tá chegando minha data do ano preferida, já sabem qual né? hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link pro diagrama &lt;a href="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t232/nakawak/conejoc.gif"&gt;aqui&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa2fkc79jsU/TZ7hl-Vf7AI/AAAAAAAAAtU/xeXCwbtYixA/s1600/thinkabou-life.blogspot.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa2fkc79jsU/TZ7hl-Vf7AI/AAAAAAAAAtU/xeXCwbtYixA/s400/thinkabou-life.blogspot.com.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraços e beijos (re)dobrados !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-2109945393613653714?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2109945393613653714/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=2109945393613653714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/2109945393613653714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/2109945393613653714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/coelhinhos.html' title='Coelhinhos'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa2fkc79jsU/TZ7hl-Vf7AI/AAAAAAAAAtU/xeXCwbtYixA/s72-c/thinkabou-life.blogspot.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-7546743098729288748</id><published>2010-11-05T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T03:36:08.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curler Stelutze'/><title type='text'>Curler Stelutze</title><content type='html'>Oi pessoal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esse é o Curler Stelutze, um origami modular de 12 peças, criação de &lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="pt"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt; Krystyna Burczyk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="pt"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Diagrama &lt;a href="http://origamiromania.forumgratuit.ro/la-scoala-f11/curler-stelutze-fotodiagrama-t412.htm?highlight=stelutze"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;, é de um fórum romeno, para visualizar os diagramas você terá que postar alguma coisa, nem que seja só um oi ^^, mas eu recomendo, vale muito a pena, o fórum é bem organizado e tem vários origamis diferentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="pt"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Bjus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TNPZSy6hlxI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Gih4Y8C1FIA/s1600/Foto07662.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TNPdgf5zdFI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ZMkeq90rgIw/s320/Foto0774.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TNPY0f4R-4I/AAAAAAAAArw/m0rL72X-E2k/s1600/Foto07742.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="" id="result_box" lang="pt"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-7546743098729288748?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7546743098729288748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=7546743098729288748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/7546743098729288748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/7546743098729288748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/curler-stelutze.html' title='Curler Stelutze'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TNPeANXJsLI/AAAAAAAAAsA/qQlY_Qte6Rs/s72-c/Foto07662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-5027324616736068175</id><published>2010-10-05T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T10:41:54.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RSTUVWXYZ'/><title type='text'>RSTUVWXYZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oi pessoal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tenho  percebido pelos blogs que anda faltando tempo para as dobrinhas, aliás  este tem sido meu gande problema também, trabalho, estudo, etc, e tempo  pra fazer origami quase não sobra, mas o importante é não desistir^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esse origami é o RSTUVWXYZ, nome um tanto complicado, pra combinar com a montagem...heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este aí ainda está em andamento, espero ter tempo para concluí-lo, o diagrama pode ser encontrado &lt;a href="http://origami.paginas.sapo.pt/RSTUVWXYZ.htm"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os módulos são fáceis, e a montagem exige um pouco de paciência e concentração, mas o resultado compensa^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TKshRRDj4NI/AAAAAAAAAo8/XblyOSo0jvI/s1600/Foto0195.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="origami" border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TKshRRDj4NI/AAAAAAAAAo8/XblyOSo0jvI/s320/Foto0195.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, no momento era isso, muitos beijos (re)dobrados!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-5027324616736068175?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5027324616736068175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=5027324616736068175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/5027324616736068175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/5027324616736068175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/rstuvwxyz.html' title='RSTUVWXYZ'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TKshRRDj4NI/AAAAAAAAAo8/XblyOSo0jvI/s72-c/Foto0195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-1483582756845486652</id><published>2010-09-19T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T06:16:28.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ostrum'/><title type='text'>Ostrum</title><content type='html'>Enfim encontrei um tempinho pra testar esse queridinho^^&lt;br /&gt;Diagrama &lt;a href="http://tchami-origami.blogspot.com/2008/08/ostrum.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bjus e inté!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TJaPY_fhMhI/AAAAAAAAAow/uK3hUFHZxU0/s1600/Foto0520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Ostrum" border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TJaPY_fhMhI/AAAAAAAAAow/uK3hUFHZxU0/s400/Foto0520.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-1483582756845486652?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1483582756845486652/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=1483582756845486652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/1483582756845486652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/1483582756845486652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2010/09/ostrum.html' title='Ostrum'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TJaPY_fhMhI/AAAAAAAAAow/uK3hUFHZxU0/s72-c/Foto0520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-2353289258921126453</id><published>2010-08-28T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T12:58:47.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcador Tsuru'/><title type='text'>Marcador Tsuru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois de muito tempo sem passar por aqui (praticamente um abandono de blog) estou com saudades deste cantinho, ultimamente sem tempo pra nada, mas devagarinho estou retomando as coisas que eu gosto de fazer, e ultimamente também só lembro do origami assim, em pequenos detalhes, mas que como sempre fazem toda a diferença...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Marcador de livro Tsuru, um charme e encaixa direitinho na página, sem perigo de cair e desmarcar, adorei!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Diagrama&lt;a href="http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/p/diagramas.html"&gt; aqui.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bjus saudosos e inté!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/THlmYte-9aI/AAAAAAAAAoY/mExYzPU_rug/s1600/Foto0430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="marcador tsuru" border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/THlmYte-9aI/AAAAAAAAAoY/mExYzPU_rug/s320/Foto0430.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/THll8cVzEnI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/vNSID36u6sk/s1600/Foto0444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="marcador tsuru" border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/THll8cVzEnI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/vNSID36u6sk/s320/Foto0444.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-2353289258921126453?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2353289258921126453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=2353289258921126453&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/2353289258921126453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/2353289258921126453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/marcador-tsuru.html' title='Marcador Tsuru'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/THlmYte-9aI/AAAAAAAAAoY/mExYzPU_rug/s72-c/Foto0430.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-7834952656996527045</id><published>2010-06-13T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T19:11:12.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floral Globe'/><title type='text'>Floral Globe</title><content type='html'>Mais um origami da Tomoko Fuse, já declarei em outros posts a minha adoração por esse modelo, que tem módulos simples, e encaixes perfeitos^^.&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém quiser o diagrama (que está no livro Floral Globe da Tomoko), eu mando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjus!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TCgEKYDZ6uI/AAAAAAAAAnw/vRK6ZFt484c/s1600/Floral+Globe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt= "Origami Floral Globe" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TCgEKYDZ6uI/AAAAAAAAAnw/vRK6ZFt484c/s320/Floral+Globe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-7834952656996527045?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7834952656996527045/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=7834952656996527045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/7834952656996527045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/7834952656996527045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/floral-globe.html' title='Floral Globe'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TCgEKYDZ6uI/AAAAAAAAAnw/vRK6ZFt484c/s72-c/Floral+Globe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-3342309299837501600</id><published>2010-06-06T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T10:43:35.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twirl'/><title type='text'>Twirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Oi pessoal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;esse quiridinho aí embaixo é o Twirl (by Krystyna Burczyk), um origami de 30 módulos com montagem semelhante a do infiny, e bem parecido com o curler, os módulos são extremamente fáceis, a montagem é que exige um pouquinho de paciência e carinho. Caso alguém queira o diagrama é só deixar um comentário, que eu envio por e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos (re)dobrados! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TAwmCb5lVVI/AAAAAAAAAm0/zzDfZPD1r1c/s1600/twirl+amarelo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="twirl amarelo" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TAwmCb5lVVI/AAAAAAAAAm0/zzDfZPD1r1c/s320/twirl+amarelo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TAwmRIVqfHI/AAAAAAAAAm8/xaLKE0yJGh0/s1600/twirl+roxo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="twirl roxo" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TAwmRIVqfHI/AAAAAAAAAm8/xaLKE0yJGh0/s320/twirl+roxo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #999999; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #999999; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-3342309299837501600?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3342309299837501600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=3342309299837501600&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/3342309299837501600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/3342309299837501600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/twirl.html' title='Twirl'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TAwmCb5lVVI/AAAAAAAAAm0/zzDfZPD1r1c/s72-c/twirl+amarelo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-8233431741338594543</id><published>2010-05-04T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:08:10.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tessellation'/><title type='text'>Origami Tessellation</title><content type='html'>Meu primeiro tessellation ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S-CXx72XCyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/BDpXjOPTwd8/s1600/Foto0921.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Tessellation" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467536831762860834" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S-CXx72XCyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/BDpXjOPTwd8/s320/Foto0921.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modelo: Clover Folding&lt;br /&gt;Designer: Shuzo Fujimoto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jgw9nkN8Urc"&gt;Link para o vídeo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-8233431741338594543?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8233431741338594543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=8233431741338594543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/8233431741338594543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/8233431741338594543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/origami-tessellation.html' title='Origami Tessellation'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S-CXx72XCyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/BDpXjOPTwd8/s72-c/Foto0921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-530574527442374376</id><published>2010-03-28T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:12:08.091-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoshizawa'/><title type='text'>Rosa Yoshizawa</title><content type='html'>O  origami que mais gostei de  fazer, simplesmente uma graça, pra quem  quiser fazer, o passo-a-passo tá  lá no blog do&lt;a href="http://origami.em.blog.br/archives/rosa-yoshizawa-um-origami-perfeito/"&gt;   Norberto&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bjinhus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S6-6VjvuU5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/I0k1I-4mMHY/s1600/PICT0659.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rosa Yoshizawa" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453782553304388498" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S6-6VjvuU5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/I0k1I-4mMHY/s320/PICT0659.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S6-6VItH0pI/AAAAAAAAAkw/rO7a0ioYYU4/s1600/PICT0650.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rosa Yoshizawa" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453782546045719186" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S6-6VItH0pI/AAAAAAAAAkw/rO7a0ioYYU4/s320/PICT0650.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S6-1GiqxSWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/nam8E5hfROk/s1600/PICT0635.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-530574527442374376?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/530574527442374376/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=530574527442374376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/530574527442374376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/530574527442374376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/rosa-yoshizawa.html' title='Rosa Yoshizawa'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S6-6VjvuU5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/I0k1I-4mMHY/s72-c/PICT0659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-1043277858711478462</id><published>2010-03-14T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T12:29:16.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caixa flor'/><title type='text'>Caixa Flor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enfim retornando ao meu blog^^, hoje fiz bem rapidinho essa caixinha e  resolvi postar, ela é bem simples de fazer e fica um doce, espero que  gostem, o diagrama está &lt;a href="http://www.origami.com.mx/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=42&amp;amp;Itemid=49"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;,  quem sabe não é uma boa ideia colocar chocolates e já se preparar pra  páscoa, né?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medidas: 5,2cm de largura por 3,8cm de altura.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; (feito com uma folha de 15x15)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S500yg35bLI/AAAAAAAAAjM/zKplA3evxwo/s1600-h/Foto0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S500yg35bLI/AAAAAAAAAjM/zKplA3evxwo/s320/Foto0339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448569166610656434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S500zPqfi1I/AAAAAAAAAjU/1m1x_yMn48E/s1600-h/Foto0351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S500zPqfi1I/AAAAAAAAAjU/1m1x_yMn48E/s320/Foto0351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448569179170900818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S500ztb-BZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/MLm22KpEGhI/s1600-h/Foto0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S500ztb-BZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/MLm22KpEGhI/s320/Foto0352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448569187163047314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bjus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-1043277858711478462?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1043277858711478462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=1043277858711478462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/1043277858711478462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/1043277858711478462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/caixa-flor.html' title='Caixa Flor'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/S500yg35bLI/AAAAAAAAAjM/zKplA3evxwo/s72-c/Foto0339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-4599789982679297400</id><published>2009-12-15T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T15:22:15.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Origami Architects</title><content type='html'>Que origamista nunca sonhou em morar dentro de um origami???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SygZXGOi1GI/AAAAAAAAAhE/5tcMgsf9F6Q/s1600-h/4132599619_e42787aba9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SygZXGOi1GI/AAAAAAAAAhE/5tcMgsf9F6Q/s320/4132599619_e42787aba9_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415606436512322658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SygZWgdmQ7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/fS7i7wfUmv0/s1600-h/4132598965_a49caaf5fe_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SygZWgdmQ7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/fS7i7wfUmv0/s320/4132598965_a49caaf5fe_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415606426374914994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SygZWYgBErI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Wwzf9Mb8sII/s1600-h/4132598921_cb46dd92fe_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SygZWYgBErI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Wwzf9Mb8sII/s320/4132598921_cb46dd92fe_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415606424237576882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SygZV7tEE_I/AAAAAAAAAgk/rGg7f4xInvg/s1600-h/4132596915_6ce8879156_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SygZV7tEE_I/AAAAAAAAAgk/rGg7f4xInvg/s320/4132596915_6ce8879156_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415606416507671538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SygZhNCIirI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ttdr6CMe4fo/s1600-h/4133360424_ff36de2449_o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SygZhNCIirI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ttdr6CMe4fo/s320/4133360424_ff36de2449_o.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415606610138008242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SygZhe1vuAI/AAAAAAAAAhU/31s6hhbN3-w/s1600-h/4133360304_141336f4fb_o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SygZhe1vuAI/AAAAAAAAAhU/31s6hhbN3-w/s320/4133360304_141336f4fb_o.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415606614917888002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-4599789982679297400?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4599789982679297400/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=4599789982679297400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4599789982679297400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4599789982679297400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/origami-architects.html' title='Origami Architects'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SygZXGOi1GI/AAAAAAAAAhE/5tcMgsf9F6Q/s72-c/4132599619_e42787aba9_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-4071847018131791011</id><published>2009-12-04T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T12:41:53.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desafio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SxlzwkNvdvI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ju0ENDvKYsk/s1600-h/desafio_tot-tricot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SxlzwkNvdvI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ju0ENDvKYsk/s320/desafio_tot-tricot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411483705454589682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de muito tempo enfim vou responder ao desafio do &lt;a href="http://blogdagullo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog da Gullo&lt;/a&gt; (blog que vale a pena acompanhar cada linha), que consiste em perguntinhas pra conhecermos nossas companheiras blogueiras melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Convesso que ando um tanto sumida deste espaço aqui, final de ano, muitas coisas pra fazer, semestre acabando e um monte de provas, mas assim é a vida né? E prefiro essa agitação toda do que o tédio^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, mas vamos ao que interessa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Quatro filmes que eu assisto sempre que passam:&lt;br /&gt;a) Uma mente brilhante, realmente emocionante;&lt;br /&gt;b) O sexto sentido, vejo praticamente no automático...rsss;&lt;br /&gt;c) O dia depois de amanhã, adoro ficcção científica com um toque de realidade;&lt;br /&gt;d) e qualquer um de terror, sempre acabando rindo muito.l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Quatro lugares que já morei: Nasci em Porto Alegre, vim de São Gabriel para Esteio, e já passei por muitos lugares, o mais longe foi Boa Vista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Quatro programas de Tv que eu gosto:&lt;br /&gt;Vai ser difícil tenho uma certa rivalidade com a TV...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Programa do Jô;&lt;br /&gt;b)Heroes;&lt;br /&gt;c) Jornais em geral;&lt;br /&gt;d) E Filmes em geral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Quatro pessoas que me mandam email regularmente: Geralmente o pessoal da faculdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- Quatro coisas que eu faço todos os dias sem falta:&lt;br /&gt;a) Lavar o cabelo&lt;br /&gt;b) navegar na internet e em blogs (meu vício saudável)&lt;br /&gt;c) procurar a minha agenda (ela sempre se perde...rsss)&lt;br /&gt;d) desejar mais uma hora pra dormir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-Quatro comidas favoritas:&lt;br /&gt;a)Pizza Portuguesa;&lt;br /&gt;b) Saladas;&lt;br /&gt;c) Massas (com qualquer molho ou tempero);&lt;br /&gt;b) Sopas quentes (adoro!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- Quatro lugares em que eu gostaria de estar:&lt;br /&gt;a) Numa ilha deserta com o meu amor;&lt;br /&gt;b) Num spa;&lt;br /&gt;c) Na praia, ouvindo o mar, num fim de tarde;&lt;br /&gt;d) No Bairro da Liberdade, comprando muuuitos papéis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora tenho que repassar pra outras quatro blogueiras que gostaria de conhecer melhor, então lá vai:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-&lt;a href="http://tenhoandado.blogspot.com/"&gt; Débora&lt;/a&gt; - Tenho Andado (blog cada vez melhor!)&lt;br /&gt;2-&lt;a href="http://martaorigamis.wordpress.com/"&gt; Marta&lt;/a&gt; - Transformando papel em surpresas (adoro o blog dessa menina, encantador)&lt;br /&gt;3- &lt;a href="http://panquecadobrada.blogspot.com/"&gt;Déli&lt;/a&gt; - Origamis da panqueca ( também adoro essa garota^^)&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;a href="http://paccochatnoir.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt; - Chat Noir (um dos melhores blogs de origami que conheço, lindo!)&lt;a href="http://nananandaartesanato.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas Bjokas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-4071847018131791011?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4071847018131791011/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=4071847018131791011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4071847018131791011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4071847018131791011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/desafio.html' title='Desafio'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SxlzwkNvdvI/AAAAAAAAAgU/ju0ENDvKYsk/s72-c/desafio_tot-tricot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-74793226219787387</id><published>2009-09-11T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:18:56.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kawasaki Rose'/><title type='text'>Kawasaki Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SqrCb9-snjI/AAAAAAAAAfs/pY_sstmRh8c/s1600-h/PICT0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SqrCb9-snjI/AAAAAAAAAfs/pY_sstmRh8c/s320/PICT0329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380326490597269042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SqrCbQJY93I/AAAAAAAAAfk/Xr18vkkJWp4/s1600-h/PICT0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SqrCbQJY93I/AAAAAAAAAfk/Xr18vkkJWp4/s320/PICT0333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380326478294087538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SqrCaxyefkI/AAAAAAAAAfc/cv2LDzjZL5g/s1600-h/PICT0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SqrCaxyefkI/AAAAAAAAAfc/cv2LDzjZL5g/s320/PICT0293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380326470144917058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjus dobrados!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-74793226219787387?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/74793226219787387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=74793226219787387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/74793226219787387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/74793226219787387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/kawasaki-rose.html' title='Kawasaki Rose'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SqrCb9-snjI/AAAAAAAAAfs/pY_sstmRh8c/s72-c/PICT0329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-5375291888551728158</id><published>2009-08-27T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:11:12.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selinho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Spb2bt11dEI/AAAAAAAAAfU/SFNWhmR6--E/s1600-h/selinho+glamour.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374754161335563330" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Spb2bt11dEI/AAAAAAAAAfU/SFNWhmR6--E/s400/selinho+glamour.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 269px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 296px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredito que muitas pessoas já receberam esse selinho, e já conhecem as regras, entretanto vou postar as regras e repassar o selinho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regras:&lt;br /&gt;1. Exibir o Selo no seu blog;&lt;br /&gt;2. Postar o link do blog de quem te indicou;&lt;br /&gt;3. Listar 5 desejos de consumo que o (a) deixariam mais glamuroso (a);&lt;br /&gt;4. Indicar 10 amigos (as) glamurosos (as) e avisá-los (as) que foram escolhidos (as).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui indicada pela &lt;a href="http://panquecadobrada.blogspot.com/"&gt;Déli&lt;/a&gt;, valeu guria!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 desejos que me deixariam mais glamurosa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uma coleção de all star, um de cada cor imaginável&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uma papelaria, pra transformar inteirinha em origami&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uma viajem ao japão, que é um sonho de infância&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Livros, muitos livros! (principalmente de origami)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;E um apartamento no centro de Porto Alegre (pertinho do Quintana...rsss)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para os que já receberam é porque o blog é glamouroso mesmo, então fica o carinho^^&lt;br /&gt;Indico:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Isa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Marta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Débora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Emanuel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Kartela Origami&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Aline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Karen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Yumi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Dizzy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Dadiesca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-5375291888551728158?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5375291888551728158/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=5375291888551728158&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/5375291888551728158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/5375291888551728158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/selinho.html' title='Selinho!'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Spb2bt11dEI/AAAAAAAAAfU/SFNWhmR6--E/s72-c/selinho+glamour.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-5890093001866833565</id><published>2009-08-20T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T18:37:14.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Contos de fadas  existem apenas em livros, fantasias e mundos encantados não acontecem na  vida real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Romances, estrelas e  luar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beijos na chuva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Significados íntimos, amores  imediatistas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vendaval de ilusões&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nada disso existe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nada de sonhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ou romantismo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O amor é mais quantitativo do que  qualitativo e até me atrevo a dizer que pode ser medido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A única coisa que parece ter sentido é a  sombra da minha mão nesta folha branca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A  lógica foge pela janela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;e quem dera não  voltasse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tudo está correto,  certo, organizado, alinhado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E eu querendo gritar,  puxar os tecidos lisos, rasgar os espaços inteiros, mudar o "arrumado"  do cabelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quisera ter esperança  real e não aparente e sorrir sinceramente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quisera parar de riscar frases feitas  sem um pingo de inspiração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E assim morre outra  frase&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;imatura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sem forma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;veio sem alma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quisera falar de coisas boas, de amores,  de poesia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas soariam tão falsas  aos meus ouvidos, como uma música alta camuflando o som das ruínas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tudo está em perfeito desequilíbrio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em desigualdade comigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parece que todos estão de azul, e  derrepente surge alguém de vermelho (e não sou eu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Duvido até mesmo estar presente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah! Amor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se tu soubesse que penso em você a cada  segundo da minha vida, a cada fragmento de canção perdida &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a cada leve lembrança  ou sombra de ternura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pensar em você me faz  avançar no infinito de possibilidades do meu mundo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas não sei o que acontece quando a  noite cai, a solidão faz tudo gelado, as luzes se apagam, e o mundo está  calado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Controvérsias!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Minha alma não quer ser simples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amores simples não inspiram....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quero silêncio, frio e escuro, e tudo me  move ao barulho, e fujo da solidão, embora esteja sempre a desejá-la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sentimentos não são fáceis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Afinal o que faz uma pessoa em sã  consciência expor sua vida entre frases perdidas em um mundo de sonhos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nunca diga que me conhece se meus olhos  não te dizem coisa alguma, se nos espelhos da minha alma só consegue ver  a tua imagem refletida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se minhas lágrimas  são enigmas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se minhas emoções são  rebeldias, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se  minha sinceridade é implicância,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se  minha ilusões são mesmo só fantasias...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-5890093001866833565?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5890093001866833565/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=5890093001866833565&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/5890093001866833565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/5890093001866833565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/amor.html' title='Amor'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-139257279771192905</id><published>2009-08-09T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T18:14:35.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>São Paulo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conheci São Paulo num instante, num segundo de pura beleza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vi sua gente a caminhar, a sumir na linha do horizonte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estradas, luzes (muitas luzes!), carros a passar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...e eu a imaginar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ritmo intenso, tão intenso que chega a sufocar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;São Paulo tem tantas faces, algumas belas pela sua simplicidade, outras tão cheias de suas tristezas, que mais parecem um poema&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Temporal de gente a passar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;São Paulo, terra de todas as cores, de todos os sabores...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...terra de toda gente!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sn5-LEdFKDI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Nh6ExUUA7_4/s1600-h/PICT0066.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="São Paulo" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367866534511585330" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sn5-LEdFKDI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Nh6ExUUA7_4/s400/PICT0066.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 250px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: justify; width: 350px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bem, depois de muita preguiça e uma viajem muito boa, a vida começa a voltar ao seu ritmo normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Voltei inspirada dessa viagem, principalmente após visitar a Liberdade... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...Cores, Pessoas, e Papéis, muitos Papéis!!! Fica até difícil imaginar que estou tão longe :`&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Logo logo surgirão novidades!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Abraços apertados e beijos (re)dobrados!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-139257279771192905?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/139257279771192905/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=139257279771192905&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/139257279771192905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/139257279771192905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/sao-paulo.html' title='São Paulo'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sn5-LEdFKDI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Nh6ExUUA7_4/s72-c/PICT0066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-4562593880976992825</id><published>2009-07-05T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T18:38:34.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>Novo dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nasce o sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cidade  alerta, movimento contínuo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pessoas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;carros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;luzes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;barulho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;um  emaranhado de tudo, e de todos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;...e a  pressa de chegar Deus sabe aonde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E por  alguns instantes me sinto em outra dimensão (onde a  velocidade ainda  não tornou minha alma indiferente)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Desfilando  em meio ao caos, cotidiano e natural &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nasce o sol,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e  lembro de um velho amigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lembro de  como ele tinha  razão em me mandar tomar  sol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Às vezes me sinto um raio de sol perdido na Terra,  olhando ao  longe meu antigo lar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E  penso em  Rá, retornando dia após dia de sua batalha no  submundo, e nós  alheios à sua volta, indiferentes a sua glória...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haverá um dia (não tão distante) onde a única lei  será  sobreviver, e então realmente não haverá mais tempo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasce  o sol e tento redescobrir  a vida, o viver...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E as coisas importantes voam ao vento, e talvez nunca   retornem, pois estamos amarrados na ilusão de coisas irrelevantes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Corações confusos, mentes vazias, e a nossa alma já  tão  esquecida, nem parece ter lugar em meio ao que chamamos vida, e nos  fazemos  ausentes, nos fazemos vítimas,  porque não sabemos sorrir... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasce  o sol, céu azul, nuvens a se formar, e galáxias bem  além de tudo  isso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e eu lembrei do amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e qualquer coisa sobre a eternidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Amor e Eternidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;duas  coisas tão complexas por si só, e não contentes tentamos  misturar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;infinitos (se verdadeiros) e contraditórios (pela   razão)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e no fim percebemos que, temos  medo de que o amor realmente  seja eterno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;afinal  não seria esse o maior dos castigos? um amor que não  pudesse  terminar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e as relações se tornam  superficiais... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viver, respirar simplesmente, e ver o  sol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;estar aberto às infinitas  possibilidades que o universo nos  mostra, e sorrir sempre que  possível... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, de qualquer maneira, a vida segue  acontecendo  informalmente, sem que antes a gente tenha tempo de  colocá-la em pautas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol, bju e um sorriso!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-4562593880976992825?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4562593880976992825/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=4562593880976992825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4562593880976992825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4562593880976992825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/novo-dia.html' title='Novo dia'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-5144697800028099429</id><published>2009-07-04T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:41:07.472-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floral Globe'/><title type='text'>Floral Globe Branco/Rosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mais um Floral Globe... rssss..., simplesmente adoro esse kusudama, é tão bom de dobrar e montar, fiz todos essa semana, acho que agora vou descansar um pouquinho, fazer algum outro modelo... e estudar, ainda tem uma provinha da faculdade na segunda, é a vida... e ultimamente ela está bem colorida ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bjinhus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Floral Globe" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354809265452668658" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SlAap-tG1vI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/xk-P2mXANDA/s400/PICT0087.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Floral Globe" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354018144067958418" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sk1LIp4qtpI/AAAAAAAAAdI/_BpIV7sVPXU/s320/PICT0055.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 350px;" width="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-5144697800028099429?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5144697800028099429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=5144697800028099429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/5144697800028099429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/5144697800028099429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/floral-globe-brancorosa.html' title='Floral Globe Branco/Rosa'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SlAap-tG1vI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/xk-P2mXANDA/s72-c/PICT0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-6536740720868056550</id><published>2009-07-03T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:17:42.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floral Globe'/><title type='text'>Batafurai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Havia tempos que estava ensaiando este origami, achei ele um pouquinho mais difícil que os outros, e tive que usar uma colinha ^^...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;"Se as coisas são inatingíveis... ora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cfe2f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt; Não é motivo para não querê-las...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cfe2f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt; Que tristes os caminhos, se não fora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cfe2f3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt; A presença distante das estrelas!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;(Mário Quintana) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sk1H1HVCmjI/AAAAAAAAAcw/zLm1hHBIdNI/s1600-h/PICT0134.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Batafurai" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354014509839325746" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sk1H1HVCmjI/AAAAAAAAAcw/zLm1hHBIdNI/s400/PICT0134.JPG" style="display: block; height: 350px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 250px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sk1H0wGN9DI/AAAAAAAAAco/-BetzGaMtAY/s1600-h/PICT0151.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sk1H0mGkZWI/AAAAAAAAAcg/oOHE7nBtEOA/s1600-h/PICT0150.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Batafurai" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354014500920255842" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sk1H0mGkZWI/AAAAAAAAAcg/oOHE7nBtEOA/s400/PICT0150.JPG" style="display: block; height: 250px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 350px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sk1H0QngfqI/AAAAAAAAAcY/p7diMxauM_g/s1600-h/PICT0157.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Batafurai" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354014495152832162" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sk1H0QngfqI/AAAAAAAAAcY/p7diMxauM_g/s320/PICT0157.JPG" style="display: block; height: 250px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 350px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjinhus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-6536740720868056550?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6536740720868056550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=6536740720868056550&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/6536740720868056550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/6536740720868056550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/batafurai.html' title='Batafurai'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sk1H1HVCmjI/AAAAAAAAAcw/zLm1hHBIdNI/s72-c/PICT0134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-7948619429690611292</id><published>2009-07-01T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:44:24.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floral Globe'/><title type='text'>Floral Globe Rosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rosa é sempre rosa, e não há quem não se encante pelos trabalhos feitos com essa cor, acho que viciei no Floral Globe ^^ , fazer origami é tudo de bom!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Depois de muito tempo querendo me dedicar as dobrinhas, e sem esse tempo, agora enfim posso passar concentrada nos meus papéis, minha mãe sempre reclamava que eu ficava muda em meio aos papéis, até que resolvi ensinar a ela essa arte milenar, resumindo, agora somos duas silenciosas em casa... rssss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Espero que gostem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkrQhfsqEnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-XfI70GSF8Q/s1600-h/PICT0030.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Floral Globe Rosa" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353320380946322034" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkrQhfsqEnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-XfI70GSF8Q/s400/PICT0030.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkrQhE3eTeI/AAAAAAAAAbY/VgEmv97NoSE/s1600-h/PICT0090.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Floral Globe Rosa" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353320373743930850" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkrQhE3eTeI/AAAAAAAAAbY/VgEmv97NoSE/s400/PICT0090.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 250px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 350px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkrQgvfpT4I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/eOmRwUHj7t8/s1600-h/PICT0091.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Floral Globe Rosa" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353320368006844290" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkrQgvfpT4I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/eOmRwUHj7t8/s400/PICT0091.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkrQgWu4LDI/AAAAAAAAAbI/mjgpV1RbmEg/s1600-h/PICT0119.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Floral Globe Rosa" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353320361359846450" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkrQgWu4LDI/AAAAAAAAAbI/mjgpV1RbmEg/s400/PICT0119.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bjinhos (re)dobrados!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-7948619429690611292?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7948619429690611292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=7948619429690611292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/7948619429690611292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/7948619429690611292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/floral-globe-rosa.html' title='Floral Globe Rosa'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkrQhfsqEnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-XfI70GSF8Q/s72-c/PICT0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-2737537406597461299</id><published>2009-06-30T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:47:01.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floral Globe'/><title type='text'>Floral Globe Amarelo/Lilás</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Eis aqui o que tenho feito ultimamente, o Floral Globe, aliás um só não, tenho feito vários e cada vez mais me apaixono por este origami, apesar de ser demorado é simples de fazer, e o fato dos módulos serem apenas encaixados facilita a vida... rsss... na minha opnião esses são os verdadeiros origamis, sem cola nem tesoura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...até o momento esse é o meu preferido, adorei o amarelo com o lilás...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjokas Dobradas!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>Cidade do meu andar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Olho a cidade ao redor, e tudo está tão vivo, tão cheio de luz!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje fui turista em uma cidade que conheço há séculos e que adoro muito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Porto Alegre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cidade do meu andar!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E em cada esquina habita a beleza de uma cidade encantandora, aos olhos de quem sabe ver...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há tempos que queria visitar a casa de Cultura Mário Quintana, desde que comecei a ler a poesia de Mário Quintana, alguma coisa aconteceu, algo de misterioso... me encontrei nas palavras de outra pessoa, me identifiquei com este ser irônico, notívago e ciente do mundo em que vivemos, sem por isso deixar de acreditar que a vida é doce!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E é inspirada nele que sigo escrevendo meus versos tímidos, ainda ruinzinhos, mas cheios de mim, cheios da minha história, de tudo o que sei e vivi, e por isso já justificam terem sido escritos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-width: 0px; font: 100% Georgia,serif; margin: 0px; padding: 3px; text-align: left; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Há certas coisas que não haveria mesmo ocasião&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;de as colocarmos sensatamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;numa conversa - e que só num poema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;estão no seu lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Deve ser por esse motivo que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;alguns de nós começaram, um dia, a fazer versos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Um modo muito curioso de falar sozinho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;como se vê,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;mas o único modo de certas coisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;caírem nos ouvidos certos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(Mário Quintana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352208829606391298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkbdksRl7gI/AAAAAAAAAZY/5joG8Ey--9U/s320/mario-quintana.jpg" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 254px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casa de Cultura Mário Quintana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352214015182512546" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkbiSiDSIaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/8Tmu3vCmvWM/s320/PICT0040.JPG" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352208804893236658" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkbdjQNhHbI/AAAAAAAAAY4/wFqKBJfjLlo/s320/PICT0073.JPG" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkbdkLv4X0I/AAAAAAAAAZI/0E2V8I9QMeE/s1600-h/PICT0076.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o início do inverno na rua dos Andradas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkbdkLv4X0I/AAAAAAAAAZI/0E2V8I9QMeE/s1600-h/PICT0076.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352208820875059010" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkbdkLv4X0I/AAAAAAAAAZI/0E2V8I9QMeE/s320/PICT0076.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352208814102595586" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkbdjyhMyAI/AAAAAAAAAZA/643f0l1B7Qc/s320/PICT0078.JPG" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Beijos carregados de poesia!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-8674254854754425358?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SkbdksRl7gI/AAAAAAAAAZY/5joG8Ey--9U/s72-c/mario-quintana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-2133003695440481665</id><published>2009-06-21T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T18:17:51.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>Canção de Inverno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sj1m1EDxjjI/AAAAAAAAAXs/bRHg0GW0MMU/s1600-h/geada.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349544994194689586" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/Sj1m1EDxjjI/AAAAAAAAAXs/bRHg0GW0MMU/s320/geada.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O vento assovia de frio&lt;br /&gt;nas ruas da minha cidade&lt;br /&gt;enquanto a rosa-dos-ventos&lt;br /&gt;eternamente despetala-se...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invoco um tom quente e vivo&lt;br /&gt;- o lacre num envelope? -&lt;br /&gt;e a névoa, então, de um outro século&lt;br /&gt;no seu frio manto envolve-me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me naquela antiga Londres&lt;br /&gt;onde eu queria ter andado&lt;br /&gt;nos tempos de Sherlock - o Lógico&lt;br /&gt;e de Oscar - pobre Mágico...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me lembro desse outro Mário&lt;br /&gt;entre as ruínas de Cartago,&lt;br /&gt;mas só me indago: - Aonde irão&lt;br /&gt;morar os nossos fantasmas?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o vento, que anda perdido&lt;br /&gt;nas ruas novas da Cidade,&lt;br /&gt;ainda procura, em vão,&lt;br /&gt;ler os antigos cartazes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;(Mário Quintana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-2133003695440481665?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2133003695440481665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=2133003695440481665&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/2133003695440481665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/2133003695440481665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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flores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Hana no Kusudama" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349151538492979762" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SjwA-7WbujI/AAAAAAAAAXc/zO3vlFJbuV8/s320/PICT0174.JPG" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Hana no Kusudama" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349151546748308898" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SjwA_aGqDaI/AAAAAAAAAXk/U3B3lMH2VKw/s320/PICT0177.JPG" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjokas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-4340507307708911776?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4340507307708911776/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=4340507307708911776&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4340507307708911776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4340507307708911776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/kusudama.html' title='Kusudama'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SjwA-7WbujI/AAAAAAAAAXc/zO3vlFJbuV8/s72-c/PICT0174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-4458675461716157025</id><published>2009-06-16T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:20:42.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>Breve Ensaio</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cunisinos%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348046166078000850" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SjgTpyN4DtI/AAAAAAAAAXE/W8ftsLcNVXg/s320/Floripa+049.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Olho pela janela do ônibus tão intensamente como quem fosse se jogar na paisagem, nem percebo as pessoas que sobem e descem, cada uma com suas próprias histórias e crises existenciais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje sou o que restou das minhas tristezas e o que se acumulou das minhas alegrias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O dia não amanheceu, a chuva veio assim como quem não quer nada , roubando o espaço do sol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Olho meu jeans inteiro e o meu all star azul normal, me pergunto sobre o jeans rasgado e o all star laranja fluorescente (que pra mim eram essencial)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em que caixa eu me guardei?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em que baú empoeirado está minha velha imagem, ainda com a frescura da tenra idade?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enfim mais uma crise existencial a se acumular com tantas outras que nunca me responderam alguma coisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lembro da paisagem de um dia ensolarado, da lua do meu céu alaranjado, da vista do meu quarto, que hoje já não existe mais....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lembro do papel  colorido que um dia guardou um bombom, e que finalmente joguei ao vento, assim como os desejos de encontrar um amor perfeito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E quanto saudosismo toma conta do meu ser!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assim qualquer coisa que eu escreva parece ser do século XVI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A vida é boa quando não esperamos muito, mas quem não desejaria o mundo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me pergunto o que foi feito da vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Da minha e a de todos que um dia a atravessaram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me pergunto onde as estrelas vão ficar se o céu cair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E se o amanhã não vier?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E se a vida for uma encenação?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E se um dia encontrarmos nossa história num teatro e o nosso amor em uma caixa, dizendo que a pilha não vem inclusa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E se for preciso contruir um lar? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E se for preciso recomeçar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tenho a impressão de que um dia vou acordar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...e tudo não vai ter passado de um &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Breve Ensaio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-4458675461716157025?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4458675461716157025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=4458675461716157025&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4458675461716157025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4458675461716157025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/breve-ensaio.html' title='Breve Ensaio'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SjgTpyN4DtI/AAAAAAAAAXE/W8ftsLcNVXg/s72-c/Floripa+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-8540626331905736891</id><published>2009-06-13T03:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T00:47:04.392-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>Espelho Mágico das Ilusões</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Meu saco de ilusões, bem cheio tive-o,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Com ele ia subindo a ladeira da vida.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E, no entretanto, após cada ilusão perdida...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que extraordinária sensação de alívio!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;(Mário Quintana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Entre ilusões entrelaçadas e o doce despertar que me leva dos sonhos meus, e me faz acordar pra um sonho ainda mais louco...&lt;br /&gt;Entre estes breves momentos, a realidade chega como um sopro de vida ao vento...&lt;br /&gt;E assim como quem pergunta sem realmente esperar resposta alguma&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos se voltam novamente ao interior do meu universo&lt;br /&gt;E tentando entender o contra-senso de querer viver de ilusões que sejam reais, percebo que a imaginação nos traz amores tão tangíveis, porque nem notamos que são irreais...&lt;br /&gt;E assim me perco na decisão de seguir ou continuar, mesmo que pareça a mesma coisa, cada qual tem seu caminho... cada qual tem seu luar...&lt;br /&gt;E então qual o melhor momento?&lt;br /&gt;O início ou o fim de uma ilusão?&lt;br /&gt;Quando parecemos os donos do mundo, ou quando recuperamos a razão...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O fato é que ainda precisamos de ilusões...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-8540626331905736891?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8540626331905736891/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=8540626331905736891&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/8540626331905736891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/8540626331905736891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/meu-saco-de-ilusoes-bem-cheio-tive-o.html' title='Espelho Mágico das Ilusões'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-1766754910884103981</id><published>2009-06-12T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T09:19:21.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>Dia Dos Namorados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A ameba não celebra o Dia dos Namorados, porque ela não tem um namorado, ou namorada, não sabemos bem o que ela teria. &lt;br /&gt;Porque ela é um ser unicelular, ou seja, constituído de uma única célula. &lt;br /&gt;A ameba é assexuada (coitada), ela não sonha, não fantasia... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A ameba não escreve cartas de amor (o que a torna um ser ridículo segundo Fernando Pessoa: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Todas as cartas de amor são ridículas. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não seriam cartas de amor se não fossem ridículas (...) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas, afinal, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Só as criaturas que nunca escreveram Cartas de amor &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É que são ridículas. “&lt;/b&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A ameba não faz serenatas, e nem vai comprar presente para o dia 12 de junho. &lt;br /&gt;O que vai resultar em uma grande economia, que (convenhamos) alguns de nós não gostariam de fazer. &lt;br /&gt;Mas isso tudo não quer dizer que ela não se reproduza, ela faz isso bem, e de uma maneira muito simples, ela se divide em duas, e cada metade vai para o seu lado, são existências separadas, com o único objetivo de preservação pessoal, embora eu ache que “pessoal” não é bem o termo para esta situação. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredito que esta é a penas mais uma data comercial, há tempos o ser humano esqueceu o verdadeiro significado do amor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São tantas as histórias que se contam sobre o amor, sobre anjos de uma asa só. &lt;br /&gt;Não consigo aceitar o fato de que precisamos de outro alguém pra nos completarmos, já falei em outra ocasião que tentamos encontrar alguém que nos ame e nos complete porque não somos capazes de amar a nós mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos deixar o nosso lado ameba e perceber que o amor deve ser algo muito além do publicável, além do que se pode dizer sobre a plenitude da nossa existência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez exista essa história de alma-gêmea, cara metade, as metades da laranja (que há séculos canta “aquele cantor”) E a mais “engraçada” de que toda panela tem sua tampa, mas como disse minha amiga &lt;a href="http://tenhoandado.blogspot.com/"&gt;Débora&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prazer, sou xícara! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Dia Dos Namorados!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-1766754910884103981?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1766754910884103981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=1766754910884103981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/1766754910884103981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/1766754910884103981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/dia-dos-namorados.html' title='Dia Dos Namorados'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-7104049066154980386</id><published>2009-06-08T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:25:35.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>...e o resto é silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Andei e continuo meu rumo, andando sem parar, procurando em outros passos meus próprios passos, e quem sabe o meu lugar...&lt;br /&gt;...pensando em ideais utópicos que preenchem minha mente vazia...&lt;br /&gt;Mas só vejo luzes e faróis que brilham sobre mim, tentando clarear a escuridão, e são tão claros e estridentes que chegam aos ouvidos, e gritam lá no fundo, agitando o coração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Calem-se!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Façam silêncio!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Iluminem baixinho...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me deixem caminhar sozinha, sem interrupções, sem pausas&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; (e ainda sem silêncio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; não quero conselhos, não quero sentir receio de coisas que nunca acontecerão..&lt;br /&gt;Quero o meu tempo, o meu mundo do meu jeito, viver a minha vida &lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;(e a de mais ninguém).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo&lt;br /&gt;Penso&lt;br /&gt;Falo&lt;br /&gt;Filosofo sobre minha própria vida&lt;br /&gt;Penso, logo existo.&lt;br /&gt;Penso e logo insisto... silêncio!&lt;br /&gt;Por um instante, um segundo, uma contagem sem precisão,&lt;br /&gt;Um silêncio negado pelo barulho... pela confusão...&lt;br /&gt;E os sons trilham na noite vazia...&lt;br /&gt;Silêncio!&lt;br /&gt;Calmo e Terno&lt;br /&gt;E talvez eterno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;(Eternamente eu a esperá-lo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo&lt;br /&gt;Penso&lt;br /&gt;Paro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... e quem dera o resto ser silêncio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjinhos silenciosos!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-7104049066154980386?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7104049066154980386/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=7104049066154980386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/7104049066154980386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/7104049066154980386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-o-resto-e-silencio.html' title='...e o resto é silêncio'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-92932694073139594</id><published>2009-06-01T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T18:02:07.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loop'/><title type='text'>Curler e Loop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pra começar desejo a todos um excelente mês de Junho, já estamos nos encaminhando para o meio do ano, pois é, o tempo voa...&lt;br /&gt;Tenho andado sem tempo pra me dedicar a novos origamis, final de semestre na faculdade e milhões de trabalhos a serem entregues, o jeito é me distrair fazendo bons e velhos conhecidos, o Loop (meu preferido) e o Curler (estes com 24 módulos), dessa vez também numa versão mais colorida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiRGMKjoBvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/1s1EeNPtBg0/s1600-h/PICT0069.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Loop" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342472232774403826" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiRGMKjoBvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/1s1EeNPtBg0/s320/PICT0069.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiRGSLVEk3I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Za-BcN1u5to/s1600-h/PICT0117.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Curler" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342472336061010802" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiRGSLVEk3I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Za-BcN1u5to/s320/PICT0117.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiRAj3VA5hI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8rG0uu6PcuQ/s1600-h/PICT0121.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Curler" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342466042859939346" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiRAj3VA5hI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8rG0uu6PcuQ/s320/PICT0121.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiRGMdFrcbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/xnJBFPgEJTI/s1600-h/PICT0039.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Curler" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342472237749072306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiRGMdFrcbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/xnJBFPgEJTI/s320/PICT0039.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 318px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiRAjdP4T7I/AAAAAAAAAV0/ae4B-ztRDWo/s1600-h/PICT0104.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Curler" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342466035859083186" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiRAjdP4T7I/AAAAAAAAAV0/ae4B-ztRDWo/s320/PICT0104.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiRAi4P7f7I/AAAAAAAAAVs/o9u_XC2riHw/s1600-h/PICT0095.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342466025927180210" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiRAi4P7f7I/AAAAAAAAAVs/o9u_XC2riHw/s320/PICT0095.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiQ_4G9ta3I/AAAAAAAAAVk/3Pr2pFOt58w/s1600-h/PICT0086.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Curler" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342465291142916978" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiQ_4G9ta3I/AAAAAAAAAVk/3Pr2pFOt58w/s320/PICT0086.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjokas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-92932694073139594?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/92932694073139594/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=92932694073139594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/92932694073139594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/92932694073139594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/curler-e-loop.html' title='Curler e Loop'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SiRGMKjoBvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/1s1EeNPtBg0/s72-c/PICT0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-6394671944087832081</id><published>2009-05-31T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T18:18:02.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>Sonhos e Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me parece que tudo já foi escrito, os poemas de amor, as filosofias literárias, os sentimentos que se escrevem e se calam na noite, todas as opiniões concretas e vazias, as que cercam a vida e as que definem o nada, e eu sigo a escrever novidades na minha vida, coisas que são novas só pra mim e talvez antigas pra você, experiências vividas, conclusões tiradas sobre fatos passados e futuros mistificados, espelhos refletindo imagens de coisas que não me são úteis, e tento transformar uma alma tênue e incerta em força e exatidão.&lt;br /&gt;Essa noite acordei de repente, a noite ainda estava fria e escura, acordei de um sonho ruim, algo que me fez demorar a dormir novamente...&lt;br /&gt;...a juventude estava com conceitos tortos, e tudo era banalidade, inclusive a vida, o gelo derretia incessantemente, matas eram devoradas por serras elétricas, e a Terra estava com febre, pestes se alastravam pelo mundo, não havia água na torneira e bombas nucleares não eram mito, super-heróis não existiam e homens, que de humanos só tinham o nome, não sabiam nem como cuidar do próprio lixo...&lt;br /&gt;...não haviam mais espécies a serem extintas, e o homem contemplava em silêncio a sua criação...&lt;br /&gt;Ufa! Que bom que acordei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas como eu ia dizendo, acho que talvez haja uma possibilidade de nem tudo ter sido escrito, e assim vou tentando fazer algum sentido em meio a palavras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjkas e bons sonhos!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-6394671944087832081?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6394671944087832081/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=6394671944087832081&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/6394671944087832081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/6394671944087832081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/sonhos-e-palavras.html' title='Sonhos e Palavras'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-698772661790310730</id><published>2009-05-24T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:27:32.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estrela 16 pontas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mandalas'/><title type='text'>Mandalas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Mandala&lt;/b&gt; é a palavra sânscrita que significa círculo, é uma representação geométrica da dinâmica entre o homem e o cosmo.&lt;br /&gt;Elas representam mundos iluminados, estes mundos são construídos de energias que nós, em nossa visão dualística, percebemos como raiva, apêgo e ignorância, mas no estado iluminado e inabalável são vistos como força, sabedoria e compaixão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Algumas mandalas que consegui fazer neste findi^^:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Anillo Modular&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Anillo Modular" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339585214426472754" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/ShoEdlHRYTI/AAAAAAAAARo/obYnZZlk3aI/s320/PICT0001.JPG" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Anillo Modular" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339585218969779506" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/ShoEd2CevTI/AAAAAAAAARw/jT-7TYnc6co/s320/PICT0004.JPG" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Estrela 16 pontas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Estrela 16 pontas" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339585221474294530" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/ShoEd_XmmwI/AAAAAAAAAR4/m7_FQsZZvrk/s320/PICT0018.JPG" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Estrela 16 pontas" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339590523012528322" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/ShoJSlI0OMI/AAAAAAAAASY/fFlARXsg4OI/s320/PICT0023.JPG" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guirlanda Rosa e Azul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Diagrama  &lt;a href="http://www.paperlover.com.ne.kr/main/study/diagrams/wreath_d.htm#"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Guirlanda Rosa e Azul" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339585228083885058" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/ShoEeX_c9AI/AAAAAAAAASI/o7n47A2YHzQ/s320/PICT0030.JPG" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa mandala foi feita com o diagrama lilás da pag. 44 do livro Floral Globe da Tomoko Fuse, caso alguém queira o diagrama é só deixar um comentário com o e-mail:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339588042473178770" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/ShoHCMaJhpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/fy5BM4GqAIM/s320/PICT0045.JPG" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bjinhos!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-698772661790310730?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/698772661790310730/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=698772661790310730&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/698772661790310730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/698772661790310730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/mandalas.html' title='Mandalas'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/ShoEdlHRYTI/AAAAAAAAARo/obYnZZlk3aI/s72-c/PICT0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-5233492457157262791</id><published>2009-05-22T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:28:27.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>Nova(mente) Sol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Porque está amanhecendo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peço o contrário, ver o sol se por..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 78%;"&gt;                                                                  &lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt; Relicário/Cássia Eller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enfim eu viverei... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...quando o sol surgir novamente, quando o temporal tiver passado e o vento levado meus desejos...&lt;br /&gt;Viverei pra mim, para o mundo (e não mais aquele meu mundinho pequeno...limitado...)&lt;br /&gt;Deixarei de apenas existir, deixarei de contar em vão os dias que se seguem, os meses... os anos...&lt;br /&gt;Minha mente não aceita mais o porque de eu ter adormecido por tanto tempo, eu me alimentava de sonhos, e quando estava na realidade estes me torturavam a distância, feri meus sentimentos sem saber... e talvez o de outras pessoas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão inúteis são os desejos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estes não prevalecem sobre os pensamentos, nem sobre a razão...apenas nos torturam continuamente....em vão....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine poder esquecer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida às vezes se transforma num amontoado de palavras bonitas... pura filosofia!!!&lt;br /&gt;...mas que nos impedem de ver...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu vi o pôr do sol...&lt;br /&gt;Tão iluminado!&lt;br /&gt;Tão quente!&lt;br /&gt;...não sei porque, mas sorri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero acordar dos sonhos e viver a realidade, segundo o que ela me propôr...&lt;br /&gt;...mesmo que até o meu último dia eu viva sentindo a brisa carregada de ilusões... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bju e &lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;pôr-do-sol&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-5233492457157262791?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5233492457157262791/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=5233492457157262791&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/5233492457157262791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/5233492457157262791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/novamente-sol.html' title='Nova(mente) Sol'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-2214285902000387365</id><published>2009-05-14T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:32:48.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yin yang'/><title type='text'>Yin Yang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SgyASlMvAOI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rRKEBHi-ZyY/s1600-h/PICT0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="Yin Yang" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335780715238719714" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SgyASlMvAOI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rRKEBHi-ZyY/s320/PICT0203.JPG" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Quem quiser chegar a ser o que não é,&lt;br /&gt;deverá principiar por deixar de ser quem é.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Há tempos essas duas forças complementares, símbolo do equilíbrio do Tai Chi, me despertam interesse... acabei por sorte descobrindo a existência desse símbolo em origami...após muita procura enfim encontrei o diagrama... lógico que tive que começar a dobrá-lo imediatamente...^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um pouco de História:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Há séculos que grandes filósofos estudam a dualidade do ser humano, na Filosofia Chinesa esse princípio dualístico é representado pelo Yin Yang, duas forças complementares que compõe tudo o que existe, e do equilíbrio dinâmico entre elas surge todo o movimento e transformação. Na filosofia Chinesa tradicional a realidade está sempre fluindo em contínua transformação, portanto o Yin dá origem ao Yang, e o Yang dá origem ao Yin. Estes dois pólos no princípio não foram somente representados pelo claro e pelo escuro, mais igualmente pelo feminino e pelo masculino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Voltando ao origami, para quem quiser ir além, o diagrama pode ser encontrado no &lt;a href="http://freedomi.startlogic.com/Sy/"&gt;Sy Chen’s Website&lt;/a&gt; , há também um teste no site &lt;a href="http://bonsfluidos.abril.uol.com.br/livre/xtra/83/yin_yang.shtml"&gt;Bons Fluídos&lt;/a&gt;, para quem quiser saber se sua energia predominante é Yin ou Yang.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bjokas!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-2214285902000387365?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SgyASlMvAOI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rRKEBHi-ZyY/s72-c/PICT0203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-6520756566607566251</id><published>2009-05-13T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:33:53.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>Escrita de última hora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A minha idéia não era postar nada hoje, mas a necessidade  me impele a escrever, o dia está chuvoso e escuro, mas aqui dentro as  coisas começam a clarear e tomar forma, e tudo parece fazer sentido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Descobri que é possível  aprender com o nascer do Sol, com o brilho das estrelas, com a beleza da  Lua, com uma pessoa mais velha ou com uma criança...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O que  é possível aprender?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Caro leitor, certas coisas  são tão etéreas e inexplicáveis que só vivendo pra entender seu valor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Observe a vida em volta,  olhe com os olhos da alma, perca toda a pressa, pelo menos por um  segundo, e deixe que o universo mostre que apesar de tudo ter acontecido  ao contrário do que você esperava ou o oposto do que você queria....ele  sabe o que faz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bjus!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-6520756566607566251?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6520756566607566251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=6520756566607566251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/6520756566607566251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/6520756566607566251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/escrita-de-ultima-hora.html' title='Escrita de última hora'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-4850253303284151223</id><published>2009-05-04T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:34:27.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>Inspiração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma amiga me disse que é preciso silêncio para escrever, e é impressionante como ela tem razão, qualquer palavra dita invade nossa mente e bagunça todas as ideias, e derrepente aquela frase que quase estava no papel se perde no seu mundo, e se torna novamente irreal e intangível...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sábado foi um bom dia, mas não terminou como eu gostaria, bem na verdade nem sei mais se o sábado terminava ou começava o domingo, as madrugadas me deixam confusa, mas prefiro considerar um novo dia depois de acordar de um bom sono (ultimamente sono apenas)...&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes tudo parece preto e branco, como uma foto envelhecida num porta-retrato antigo de alguém querido, e que derrepente até já se foi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes já procurei as palavras certas e até mesmo bonitas pra falar algo extremamente banal... quantas vezes aqueles poemas bem escritos, falando do amor e da vida se perderam na gaveta, bem no fundo (ou enterrados no quintal)...&lt;br /&gt;Esses (já me convenci) são escritos realmente para não serem lidos, escrevemos para nós, ou por nós, já tanto faz...&lt;br /&gt;Queria conseguir relatar um dia da minha vida, com o frescor de uma primavera...&lt;br /&gt;mas mais fácil seria relatar a Odisseia de Omero...&lt;br /&gt;Não sei ao certo o motivo de alguns sentimentos, acho que todos eles são inexplicáveis apartir do momento em que tentamos explicá-los...Me perco em linhas e em sonhos, o espaço vazio é preenchido por frases sem sentido... e minha falta de entendimento (de mim mesma provavelmente) faz o final da frase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bjus e inspiração!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-4850253303284151223?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4850253303284151223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=4850253303284151223&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4850253303284151223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4850253303284151223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/inspiracao.html' title='Inspiração'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-6720777643590587554</id><published>2009-04-27T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:35:12.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orijouterie'/><title type='text'>Origami : a arte milenar de dobrar papel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como boa curiosa que sou estava pesquisando sobre papéis, origamis e afins, como a tempos muitos me perguntam se é possível colocar luzes dentro dos Kusudamas, como se fossem luminárias, resolvi ir a luta e pesquisar...&lt;br /&gt;Descobri um papel, com o qual é possível fazer luminárias, o papel japonês WASHI, fabricado manualmente, muito utilizado devido sua durabilidade e resistência. Além de luminárias também é utilizado na confecção de caixas, biombos e portas corrediças e nos trabalhos artísticos, o tão conhecido origami, oshiê e para caligrafia(shodô).&lt;br /&gt;Pretendo em breve me aventurar numa luminária...heheheh^^&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei também o belíssimo trabalho do argentino Luis Trimano, que fez um Kusudama iluminado que enche os olhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Link &lt;a href="http://trimano.blogspot.com/"&gt;AQUI &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SfZUbXKmkxI/AAAAAAAAANI/HQ5B0DmtUOA/s1600-h/CIMG3783.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329540038091248402" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SfZUbXKmkxI/AAAAAAAAANI/HQ5B0DmtUOA/s320/CIMG3783.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Também não posso deixar de mostrar 'as artes' que encontrei num site, para mim até então desconhecido....&lt;br /&gt;Para os que desconhecem a utilidade do origami, curiosos ou para quem procura diagramas de Kusudamas, vale conferir ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bijouterias de Origami:&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fikusudama.narod.ru/orijouterie.html"&gt;Orijouterie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 130%; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SfZMiQCQOZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/SkcrDXZlGYQ/s1600-h/astra_ashley.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329531360343243154" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SfZMiQCQOZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/SkcrDXZlGYQ/s200/astra_ashley.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 150px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SfZMimKn-eI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WwSo3olUDD4/s1600-h/rosa_k_ashley.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329531366283934178" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SfZMimKn-eI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WwSo3olUDD4/s200/rosa_k_ashley.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 150px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SfZNQdqI45I/AAAAAAAAAM4/zMrUCoalNBU/s1600-h/brelok_mireya.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329532154274177938" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SfZNQdqI45I/AAAAAAAAAM4/zMrUCoalNBU/s200/brelok_mireya.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 150px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SfZMivQ_F7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/dPBfVU2513I/s1600-h/nezhnost_exp.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329531368726534066" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SfZMivQ_F7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/dPBfVU2513I/s200/nezhnost_exp.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 150px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kusudamas : &lt;a href="http://fikusudama.narod.ru/kusudamas.html"&gt;fotos e diagramas &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na minha opnião os diagramas estão fáceis, inclusive alguns dos Kusudamas deste site eu já fiz, se alguém quiser entrar para o maravilhoso mundo do papel e arriscar umas dobrinhas e precisar de umas dicas é só perguntar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SfZOLq9m7UI/AAAAAAAAANA/Ys2uIOSAwsY/s1600-h/appolin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329533171457781058" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SfZOLq9m7UI/AAAAAAAAANA/Ys2uIOSAwsY/s320/appolin.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 150px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Bjus e boas dobrinhas!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-6720777643590587554?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6720777643590587554/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=6720777643590587554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/6720777643590587554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/6720777643590587554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/origami-arte-milenar-de-dobrar-papel.html' title='Origami : a arte milenar de dobrar papel'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SfZUbXKmkxI/AAAAAAAAANI/HQ5B0DmtUOA/s72-c/CIMG3783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-4764301835135709411</id><published>2009-04-27T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T18:22:21.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>Sol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Acordei num dia ensolarado de sábado, o dia estava tão lindo que pensei que tudo estava perfeito..&lt;br /&gt;Tentei dobrar alguma coisa, mas estava muito preguiçosa para fazer algo além do que viajar nos meus pensamentos, até então tudo bem...&lt;br /&gt;Mas minha querida mãe tem que ligar a TV, ela é mais uma vítima da sociedade televisiva, as vezes parece que o cérebro dela foi abduzido...como mais uns 99,9% da população, ela ama a TV....&lt;br /&gt;...e ainda se impressiona com as barbáries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perda de tempo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não que eu não fique ‘espantada’ com os crimes que se alastram feito rastilho de pólvora pelo mundo afora...mas é que isso nunca muda, é assim desde que minha vó usava salto alto...e faz tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que ainda tem medo do fim do mundo, mas é só ligar a TV por uns dez minutos e ver que o apocalipse chegou...&lt;br /&gt;Até pensei em citar algumas notícias, mas caro leitor, você bem sabe as atrocidades que cercaram a semana... e como se não bastasse o mundo todo em alerta com a gripe suína e o Brasil “pastando”... só falta alguém nos aeroportos esperar a gripe com uma plaquinha de “seja bem vinda”!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas vá lá...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domingo mais um dia ensolarado, acordei com a divina luz do sol nos olhos, meus sonhos me convidavam de volta ao sono, mas supõe-se que as 11 da manhã deva-se levantar...&lt;br /&gt;Ignorei a TV e curti o domingo com música boa e companhia melhor ainda^^....&lt;br /&gt;Tudo perfeito não fosse a Mami cair de cama, sempre fico perdida quando vejo alguém mal... não sei o que fazer e encho a pessoa de pergunta...haja paciência...(comigo, é claro)&lt;br /&gt;Tenho muitas dobrinhas pra fazer e 6 kusudamas a terminar até o Dia das Mães...&lt;br /&gt;...espero ter tempo, essa semana ainda tem uma provinha “maravilhosa” de pesquisa operacional...aproveitando acho que vou procurar uns exercícios de respiração pra me acalmar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda, eis que surge o sol do infinito do universo, embora prefira a noite, quando o sol nasce e o mundo parece acordar, já não me sinto só....&lt;br /&gt;...e hoje quero vida, quero amigos e música...Só não quero TV...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol! Muito Sol!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-4764301835135709411?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4764301835135709411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=4764301835135709411&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4764301835135709411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/4764301835135709411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/sole-mio.html' title='Sol'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-2134072085844776977</id><published>2009-04-14T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:03:01.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floral Globe'/><title type='text'>Floral Globe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SeTZP_I10VI/AAAAAAAAAKw/b1m93o6zRYI/s1600-h/PICT0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 190px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324619528128549202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SeTZP_I10VI/AAAAAAAAAKw/b1m93o6zRYI/s320/PICT0135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim terminei meu primeiro Kusudama do livro Floral Globe da Tomoko Fuse, foram 60 quadrados de papel de 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;6, os papéis usados foram de presente e color set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveito e deixo um link de um site muito legal sobre Kusudamas: &lt;a href="http://www.kusudama.com.br/main2.swf"&gt;Arte em Origami&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjus dobrados!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SeTckEDOhdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/WroF_nR5Yw8/s1600-h/PICT0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324623171579446738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SeTckEDOhdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/WroF_nR5Yw8/s320/PICT0091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SeTckVYeZ_I/AAAAAAAAALA/3HduAoKQNq4/s1600-h/PICT0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324623176231970802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SeTckVYeZ_I/AAAAAAAAALA/3HduAoKQNq4/s320/PICT0068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SeTckrp9k2I/AAAAAAAAALI/hg7tN2fF2FQ/s1600-h/PICT0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324623182210896738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SeTckrp9k2I/AAAAAAAAALI/hg7tN2fF2FQ/s320/PICT0063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SeTckv_VoCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/OWe2Fig_WQ4/s1600-h/PICT0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324623183374295074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SeTckv_VoCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/OWe2Fig_WQ4/s320/PICT0066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-2134072085844776977?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2134072085844776977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=2134072085844776977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/2134072085844776977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/2134072085844776977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/floral-globe.html' title='Floral Globe'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SeTZP_I10VI/AAAAAAAAAKw/b1m93o6zRYI/s72-c/PICT0135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-3895521324138498599</id><published>2009-04-08T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T18:22:24.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versos e Outras Histórias'/><title type='text'>Acerca do que me cerca</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tenho 20 anos, faço 21 daqui alguns meses. Não sei se é com todo mundo, mas tô me sentindo o patinho feio, nem me olho mais no espelho, da última vez que olhei não me reconheci, às vezes fico me encarando pra tentar descobrir quem eu sou, mas sei lá, sempre que procuro essa resposta, perdida em algum lugar, não acho mais nada e desisto de procurar, outras coisas também acabam passando na frente, roubando o tempo para o auto-conhecimento.&lt;br /&gt;Me sinto o patinho feio, desejando ser um cisne, mas se eu não for um cisne, PUTZ! de que espécie eu sou?&lt;br /&gt;Quando precisamos de esperança olhamos cada esquina atentamente, observando cada passo, na minha vida vários caminhos já foram traçados, e outros ainda o serão.&lt;br /&gt;E o sol brilha mais uma manhã, mesmo quando continuamos vivendo sem objetivos...apenas por existir...&lt;br /&gt;Nesse mundo sou apenas mais uma viajante, e acho mais fácil conhecer o mundo inteiro, quase infinito, do que a mim mesma que tenho início, meio e fim...&lt;br /&gt;Conheço tudo o que não sei, e não sei porque não entendo, assim como o amor, que faz sentido sem ter...&lt;br /&gt;Ás vezes sei quem sou, às vezes capaz de amar, outras de odiar, e sei que sou capaz de sobreviver, tenho tantas coisas por acabar, e infinitas a começar, projetos e sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;Me tornei muito diferente do que eu era... e nunca me acostumei a aceitar o fim das coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre soube que a vida é uma viagem sem volta, e quando tento falar uma palavra de despedida ela resulta inútil, pois permaneço onde estou...&lt;br /&gt;E eu que nem acredito no amor, fico sonhando acordada, esperando por um pedaço de céu na terra...&lt;br /&gt;Pensei ter visto alguém nos meus sonhos, mas acabei com eles e cansei de usar minha memória pra lembrar de velhas histórias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passados vem e vão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maior das perdas é a perda de tempo, mas alguém já disse isso..&lt;br /&gt;No momento não sou alguém com quem deixaria meu próprio destino, mas só cabe a nós decidir nossos próprios passos...&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria não perder mais nenhum pôr de sol e dar valor ao que realmente importa, mas eu só sei fechar os olhos, que nem sei se ainda abrem...&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda aprendo que certas coisas são impossíveis, mas que mesmo assim não é motivo para não querê-las, apenas é preciso valorizar as possíveis e não se decepcionar muito com as perdas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-3895521324138498599?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3895521324138498599/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=3895521324138498599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/3895521324138498599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/3895521324138498599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/acerca-do-que-me-cerca.html' title='Acerca do que me cerca'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-8038425520458851094</id><published>2009-04-03T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:36:57.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kusudama Astra'/><title type='text'>Kusudama Astra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oi pessoal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este é o Kusudama Astra, fiz ele numa ociosa tarde de sábado, e levei apenas quatro horinhas pra terminá-lo...rssss^^&lt;br /&gt;O diagrama pode ser encontrado no blog da &lt;a href="http://tchami-origami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tchami&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjus (re)dobrados!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SgijFxe2MiI/AAAAAAAAANg/fcbFvCFHS3M/s1600-h/PICT0576.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334693078197744162" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SgijFxe2MiI/AAAAAAAAANg/fcbFvCFHS3M/s320/PICT0576.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SgijF9Z1q2I/AAAAAAAAANY/y0jJzr0H8r4/s1600-h/PICT0560.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334693081397963618" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SgijF9Z1q2I/AAAAAAAAANY/y0jJzr0H8r4/s320/PICT0560.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No meu mundo de papel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;casa, prédios e árvores&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;são delicada e precisamente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;dobrados&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A arte é o alimento que não falta,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;e a paz reina soberana&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;dia após dia"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-8038425520458851094?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8038425520458851094/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=8038425520458851094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/8038425520458851094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/8038425520458851094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/astra.html' title='Kusudama Astra'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SgijFxe2MiI/AAAAAAAAANg/fcbFvCFHS3M/s72-c/PICT0576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-9210250524221742029</id><published>2009-04-03T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:03:47.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='origami e matemática'/><title type='text'>Origami e Matemática</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oi pessoal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bem hoje quero escrever sobre um assunto que particularmente me interessa muito: matemática.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Não são muitas as pessoas que gostam de números, e afinal o que origami tem haver com matemática, bem vamos ver que tem absolutamente tudo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Os Kusudamas ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;que traduzindo ao pé da letra significam bolas de remédio, pois antigamente eram utilizados para colcar ervas aromáticas e colocados junto aos doentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;) são baseados nos poliedros de platão (Tetraedro, Hexaedro, Octaedro, Dodecaedro e Icosaedro).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;para entender melhor vamos ver e analisar as semelhanças que esses poliedros tem com os Kusudamas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaM1l9FYdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vlMTXGDjLGc/s1600-h/regula1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 209px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320594862134092242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaM1l9FYdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vlMTXGDjLGc/s320/regula1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I- Tetraedro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;II- Hexaedro (Cubo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;III- Octaedro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IV- Dodecaedro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;V- Icosaedro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;VI- Dodecaedro estrelado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;VII- Grande dodecaedro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;VIII- Icosaedro estrelado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IX- Grande dodecaedro estrelado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;note que são nove, no entando os poliedros de platão são apenas cinco, foi mais tarde que Kepler descobriu o dedocaedro estrelado de faces regulares, e ainda Francis Louis Poinsot acrescentou a esta lista os três últimos poliedros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Dodecaedro estrelado de Kepler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaMkOM21II/AAAAAAAAAFs/vmU3EcA3aM0/s1600-h/histo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320594563700020354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaMkOM21II/AAAAAAAAAFs/vmU3EcA3aM0/s320/histo4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Origami ainda pode não parecer um assunto para investigação matemática, mas qualquer um que tenha tentado dobrar uma folha de papel sabe que origami não é assim tão fácil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recentemente matemáticos, cientistas e engenheiros tem utilizado essa técnica milenar para soluções de problemas modernos, por exemplo, dobra de objetos como air bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Muitos fabricantes também sonham em fazer seus produtos com um único pedaço de material, investigando se o material pode ser dobrado e, se sim, qual a melhor forma de fazê-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O origami tem o poder de se diversificar, tornando-se aplicavel na tecnologia e na indústria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;por hoje é só^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Abraços dobrados&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812933404833545500-9210250524221742029?l=thinkabout-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9210250524221742029/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2812933404833545500&amp;postID=9210250524221742029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/9210250524221742029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812933404833545500/posts/default/9210250524221742029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkabout-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/origami-e-matematica.html' title='Origami e Matemática'/><author><name>Mari Kralco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431451377404205107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/TUUppmXA5YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/-UkIkkgtUnQ/s220/mari.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaM1l9FYdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vlMTXGDjLGc/s72-c/regula1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812933404833545500.post-3914912227072584713</id><published>2009-04-03T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:05:22.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loop'/><title type='text'>Kusudamas</title><content type='html'>Oi pessoal, bem hoje finalmente vou conseguir colocar algumas fotinhos, desde que descobri os Kusudamas não parei mais de dobrar, os que mais faço são o Curler e o Loop, e devo confessar que tenho adoração pelo Loop, pois é rápido e fica lindo.&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente onde eu moro não encontro papéis, livros e muito menos alguém que saiba fazer origami, tudo que aprendi foi pela internet mesmo, felizmente tem pessoas talentosas que não se importam em dividir seus segredos^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abraços dobrados!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; 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&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;Kusudama Loop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';font-size:100%;"&gt;aí está o link com o passo a passo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nF59usXG8_M/R27UdPz-UDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/wIAwA4RFIgg/s1600-h/12_23_0.JPEG"&gt;parte1&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nF59usXG8_M/R27Vrfz-UFI/AAAAAAAAAKc/10VqG7j0uQw/s1600-h/12_23_3.JPEG"&gt;parte2&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nF59usXG8_M/R27VUPz-UEI/AAAAAAAAAKU/MMDuXi__zM4/s1600-h/12_23_1.JPEG"&gt;parte3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaH5RsZ1_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/BGmp_vvCh5M/s1600-h/PICT0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320589427856758770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaH5RsZ1_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/BGmp_vvCh5M/s320/PICT0316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaJQUxI_lI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZVAG5lAELkI/s1600-h/PICT0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320590923330551378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaJQUxI_lI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZVAG5lAELkI/s320/PICT0392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Kusudama Curler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse Kusudama dá um pouquinho de trabalho, pois tem que ter paciência pra enrolar todas as pontas, quem já fez sabe bem...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaH5pKuEhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Sktv0lWrT8w/s1600-h/PICT0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320589434157928978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaH5pKuEhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Sktv0lWrT8w/s320/PICT0337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaJQtQ2vfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UMqTPwjeq7g/s1600-h/PICT0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320590929906023922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaJQtQ2vfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UMqTPwjeq7g/s320/PICT0296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EGmxWYwexSw/SdaJPwfMGxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/cOqeFwvTNY8/s1600-h/PICT0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; 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