<?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-11471284</id><updated>2012-01-13T21:13:04.502-08:00</updated><category term='o músico'/><category term='a pintora'/><category term='O poeta'/><category term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>BLOG DO PROJECTO---- "O ESPIRITO DAS ÁGUAS"----</title><subtitle type='html'>PROJECTO ECOLÓGICO DE PINTURA, POESIA E MÚSICA, DEDICADO À NOSSA MÃE ÁGUA, DA AUTORIA DE DAD (PINTURA)
ANDRÉ MOA (POEMAS) E NORBERTO MACEDO (MÚSICA)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111184750834780266</id><published>2005-03-26T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:29:37.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;TERRA NOSSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/166/4106/50/EAETHA~12221-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/166/4106/400/EAETHA~12221-1.jpg" /&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/11471284-111184750834780266?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111184750834780266/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111184750834780266&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111184750834780266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111184750834780266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/terra-nossa.html' title=''/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111184593537293897</id><published>2005-03-26T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T03:20:58.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DESCRIÇÃO SUMÁRIA DO PROJECTO - "O ESPIRITO DAS ÁGUAS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Trata-se de um Projecto ecológico, desenvolvido à volta da problemática do valor e da necessidade de "salvar" a "ÁGUA", elemento criador e absolutamente necessário, muitas vezes não suficiente, cada vez menos suficiente à continuação da vida sobre a terra, se não for vista com amor e a nossa dedicação. Foi por ela e para ela, que encetámos esta caminhada entre a pintura e a escrita, a que juntámos, posteriormente a música, magificamente escrita e executada pelo compositor e intérprete NORBERTO MACEDO, português residente no Brasil há muitos anos, onde tem dado o seu contributo a muitos Projectos do tipo do nosso, nomeadamente aos Projectos ligados às pinturas do grande pintor brasileiro Cândido Portinari. Tem sido uma caminhada artisticamente muito interesante, pequeno contributo de um trio de artistas que querem, com as armas que têm na mão, os pincéis, a caneta e o violão, mostrar que as melhores guerras são aquelas que conseguimos ganhar pela emoção e não pela força. É este caminho de cores, letras e acordes, que queremos partilhar convosco! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111184593537293897?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111184593537293897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111184593537293897&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111184593537293897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111184593537293897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/descrio-sumria-do-projecto-o-espirito.html' title='DESCRIÇÃO SUMÁRIA DO PROJECTO - &quot;O ESPIRITO DAS ÁGUAS&quot;'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111184563864692461</id><published>2005-03-26T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:31:09.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O poeta'/><title type='text'>ANDRÉ MOA - O POETA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RuEln1Pdh1I/AAAAAAAAAhw/mGVHRYFtH-w/s1600-h/moa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107404818651907922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RuEln1Pdh1I/AAAAAAAAAhw/mGVHRYFtH-w/s400/moa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natural de Tabuaço,Concelho Românico do Douro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cedo manifestou pendor para as artes, nomeadamente para a música e para a poesia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A sua obra literária distende-se pela poesia, pelo teatro, pelo conto, pelo romance e pelo ensaio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Consta da antologia “14 Poetas daqui e de agora” – 1973, Angra do Heroísmo, Açores.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Participações: colectiva de poesia e pintura – 1974 – Angra do Heróismo, Açores.Exposição de pintura e poesia, com a pintora Dad, “Fusões e emoções” – 2002, no, Centro Cultural de Lagos.Exposição de poesia e pintura dos países de expressão portuguesa, “ Sílabas e afectos da Lusofonia”- 2002, no Centro Cultural Casapiano, Lisboa.Exposições de pintura e poesia, com a pintora Dad em 2002, no Centro Cultural de Lagos, Centro Cultural Casapiano, Póvoa de Varzim.Alguns títulos da sua obra: Cantata da paz em dó menor; Poemacão; Poemas indefinidos; Do sentimento à razão; P(ovo); De grau 8; Espaço disponível; Liturgia das horas; Nocturnos; O pensamento das árvores; Barqueiro do rio homem; Noites de argila; Medos e mitos; Uma réstia de amor; O Imperador; A guerra do Garnel; Felizmente a vidaLivros de pintura e poesia, em parceria com a pintora Dad:”Noites de Argila” “Lorosa’e” e “O Espírito das Águas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/11471284-111184563864692461?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111184563864692461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111184563864692461&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111184563864692461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111184563864692461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/andr-moa-o-poeta.html' title='ANDRÉ MOA - O POETA'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RuEln1Pdh1I/AAAAAAAAAhw/mGVHRYFtH-w/s72-c/moa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111184542551866907</id><published>2005-03-26T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:31:25.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a pintora'/><title type='text'>DAD - A PINTORA - CURRICULUM RESUMIDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RuElAVPdh0I/AAAAAAAAAho/T3FYyMeeGzg/s1600-h/dad+pintora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107404140047075138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RuElAVPdh0I/AAAAAAAAAho/T3FYyMeeGzg/s400/dad%2Bpintora.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nasceu no Algarve, em Lagos. Desde sempre desenhou e pintou, tendo frequentado aulas particulares e o atelier de vários pintores amigos. Por eles foi incentivada a mostrar o seu trabalho o que só aconteceu depois de muitos anos de se dedicar à pintura e à cerâmica. Passou por fases diversas mas as suas mostras públicas só se iniciaram no período em que a sua pintura tomou o caminho do neo-figurativo e da abstracção.Tendo vivido em Londres, em Luanda e em Paris, onde ainda teve atelier, foi absorvendo tonalidades, vivências e emoções que muito contribuíram para consolidar as formas, as manchas e as cores que expressa na sua pintura. Tratando-se de uma pintura sensitiva, projecto de compromisso entre o visível e o invisível, procura transmitir através de técnicas mistas, ora suaves ora profundas, o eco desses dois planos sempre presentes.Os seus trabalhos encontram-se em colecções particulares um pouco por todo o mundo e está representada em várias colecções de galerias em Portugal e no estrangeiro.Está referenciada nos vários livros editados pelo Museu da Água e ainda nas Edição de 1993 e 2000 do livro “As Artes Plásticas em Portugal” e na edições “Pintores Portugueses” do ano 2001 e 2003. Livros de pintura e poesia, em parceria com o poeta André Moa:”Noites de Argila” “Lorosa’e”; “O Espírito das Águas”.Participou em cerca de 300 exposições, individuais e colectivas, em Portugal e no estrangeiro. Expôs em vários Centros Culturais,Galerias, Câmaras Municipais e outros sitios adequados. Em 2004 foi lançado o Projecto “O ESPIRITO DAS ÁGUAS”, em parceria com o poeta André Moa, projecto que ainda continua a ser exposto dada a grande importância ecológica do mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SALVAR A ÁGUA, É SALVAR A VIDA NA TERRA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111184542551866907?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111184542551866907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111184542551866907&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111184542551866907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111184542551866907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/dad-pintora.html' title='DAD - A PINTORA - CURRICULUM RESUMIDO'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RuElAVPdh0I/AAAAAAAAAho/T3FYyMeeGzg/s72-c/dad%2Bpintora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111184519375443653</id><published>2005-03-26T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:31:38.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o músico'/><title type='text'>NORBERTO MACEDO - O MÚSICO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RuEm4lPdh2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/VrBJGi3EjDw/s1600-h/Norberto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107406205926344546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RuEm4lPdh2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/VrBJGi3EjDw/s400/Norberto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Em Barcos, perto de Tabuaço, nasceu Norberto Macedo, conhecido compositor, exímio intérprete e consagrado professor de violão (viola clássica) no Brasil, e que tem vindo a formar muitos músicos brasileiros conhecidos. Como concertista, Norberto Macedo é considerado um virtuoso intérprete capaz de impressionar com a sua técnica as mais exigentes plateias e de fazer nascer no íntimo de quem o escuta as mais subtis emoções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A revista americana Creative Guitar Internacional publicou há alguns anos um artigo intitulado Brazilian Macedo Performs, Composes em que Norberto Macedo foi elogiado tanto pela sua técnica e interpretação, como pelas suas composições, considerando que “o talento de Norberto Macedo impressiona como um diamante lapidado a partir da melhor gema”.&lt;br /&gt;Foi Norberto Macedo o responsável pela música que ilustra o Projecto "O ESPIRITO DAS ÁGUAS". Neste momento está envolvido num outro Projecto Internacional com a Fundação Portinari, que procura através dos quadros pintados por aquele grande pintor,Cândido Portinari, homenagear a obra D. Quixote, de Cervantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111184519375443653?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111184519375443653/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111184519375443653&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111184519375443653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111184519375443653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/norberto-macedo-o-msico.html' title='NORBERTO MACEDO - O MÚSICO'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RuEm4lPdh2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/VrBJGi3EjDw/s72-c/Norberto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111132876353321726</id><published>2005-03-20T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:26.219-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>O ESPIRITO DAS ÁGUAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwpD1ucUTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/3EyC0aFqVoA/s1600-h/O+ESPÃRITO+DAS+ÃGUAS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042950828686332210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwpD1ucUTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/3EyC0aFqVoA/s400/O+ESP%C3%8DRITO+DAS+%C3%81GUAS.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO ÍNTIMO AQUÁTICO,A SEMENTE DA VIDA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NA LUZ REFLECTIDA,A EMERGÊNCIA DOS CÉUS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO PRINCÍPIO CRISTALINO DO SAL,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O ABSOLUTO IMPERCEPTÍVEL DO SER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOS ABISMOS INSONDÁVEIS DO MAR,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A ÂNSIA IMEMORIAL DA FLOR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO AZUL INVISÍVEL DE TODAS AS COISAS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROFUNDO E DOCE,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O TRANQUILO ESPÍRITO DAS ÁGUAS&lt;/strong&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/11471284-111132876353321726?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111132876353321726/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111132876353321726&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111132876353321726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111132876353321726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/o-espirito-das-guas.html' title='O ESPIRITO DAS ÁGUAS'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwpD1ucUTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/3EyC0aFqVoA/s72-c/O+ESP%C3%8DRITO+DAS+%C3%81GUAS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111098691817871377</id><published>2005-03-16T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:32:00.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>O CORAÇÃO DAS ÁGUAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwxJVucUXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/xUnZzZ4ET8o/s1600-h/o+coraÃ§Ã£o+das+Ã¡guas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042959719268634994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwxJVucUXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/xUnZzZ4ET8o/s400/o+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+das+%C3%A1guas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ENTRE A ÁGUA E O FOGO HÁ&lt;br /&gt;UM TÁCITO ACORDO&lt;br /&gt;UM LÍQUIDO E FUGAZ ENLEIO&lt;br /&gt;UM ABRASADOR ENLEVO&lt;br /&gt;UM PENETRANTE AFAGO&lt;br /&gt;RUBROS REQUEBROS&lt;br /&gt;DESMAIADOS REFRIGÉRIOS&lt;br /&gt;BORBULHAR DE PAIXÕES TELÚRICAS&lt;br /&gt;PEIXES VERMELHOS COMO SE FOSSEM&lt;br /&gt;LABAREDAS SEQUIOSAS À FLOR DAS ÁGUAS&lt;br /&gt;TRANSLÚCIDOS RUBIS A ENFEITAR O COLO&lt;br /&gt;DE VIRGENS EM SOBRESSALTO&lt;br /&gt;A SAUDAR A INICIAÇÃO DO AMOR&lt;br /&gt;ENTRE CASCATAS DE ÁGUA E FOGO EM CACHÃO&lt;br /&gt;EM GESTOS FULMINANTES QUE NOS LEVAM&lt;br /&gt;DA RAZÃO AO SENTIMENTO&lt;br /&gt;DO SENTIMENTO À RAZÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASSIM BATE A VIDA NO CORAÇÃO DAS ÁGUAS&lt;br /&gt;ASSIM BATE O CORAÇÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111098691817871377?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111098691817871377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111098691817871377&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098691817871377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098691817871377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/o-corao-das-guas.html' title='O CORAÇÃO DAS ÁGUAS'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwxJVucUXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/xUnZzZ4ET8o/s72-c/o+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+das+%C3%A1guas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111098656771153376</id><published>2005-03-16T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:32:23.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>RITUAIS DE ÁGUA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwytVucUYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Xh1h40gz8Lw/s1600-h/rituais+de+Ã¡gua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042961437255553410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwytVucUYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Xh1h40gz8Lw/s400/rituais+de+%C3%A1gua.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;VIVER TRANQUILAMENTE&lt;br /&gt;SEM MEDOS DE MOSTRENGOS&lt;br /&gt;EM MARES ENCAPELADOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECUSAR O TRAVO DA INCERTEZA&lt;br /&gt;NÃO BEBER A CICUTA DA TRISTEZA&lt;br /&gt;DECANTAR COM FERVOR AS ÁGUAS&lt;br /&gt;EVAPORAR MEDOS E MÁGOAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESPIRAR SEM SOBRESSALTOS&lt;br /&gt;A BRISA QUE VEM DO MAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRUIR COM CERTA CALMA&lt;br /&gt;OS DIAS QUE SOBRAREM&lt;br /&gt;DESTE CALAFRIO DE ALMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTRAR NO LEVE AZUL DAS ÁGUAS&lt;br /&gt;COM A BRANDURA QUE O MAR REQUER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEIXAR QUE A ESPUMA NOS SALPIQUE&lt;br /&gt;E AS ONDAS NOS ABRACEM&lt;br /&gt;COM SEUS LÂNGUIDOS REQUEBROS DE MULHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VER DE NOVO E DE OLHAR PURO&lt;br /&gt;EM CADA GRÃO DE AREIA UM CRISTAL&lt;br /&gt;EM CADA GOTA DE ÁGUA UM DIAMANTE&lt;br /&gt;EM CADA PEDRA UM VETUSTO ALTAR&lt;br /&gt;EM CADA NOBRE GESTO UM RITUAL&lt;br /&gt;EM CADA BOCA A ALEGRIA DE DOIS LÁBIOS&lt;br /&gt;EM CADA HOMEM O PRAZER DE INVENTAR&lt;br /&gt;IDEIAS CLARAS SENTIMENTOS SÁBIOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111098656771153376?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111098656771153376/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111098656771153376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098656771153376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098656771153376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/rituais-de-gua.html' title='RITUAIS DE ÁGUA'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwytVucUYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Xh1h40gz8Lw/s72-c/rituais+de+%C3%A1gua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111098545787513765</id><published>2005-03-16T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:32:41.091-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>FLORESTAS COM LUAS D'ÁGUA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwzRVucUZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/_QIoxq9BM3g/s1600-h/floresta+com+luas+de+Ã¡gua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042962055730844050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwzRVucUZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/_QIoxq9BM3g/s400/floresta+com+luas+de+%C3%A1gua.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NEM TODAS AS FLORESTAS SÃO ESPAÇOS&lt;br /&gt;POVOADOS DE SÁTIROS DUENDES&lt;br /&gt;LOBISOMENS TARÂNTULAS PAPÕES&lt;br /&gt;FADAS MÁS TEMORES ASSOMBRAÇÕES.&lt;br /&gt;HÁ FLORESTAS COM LUAS DE ÁGUA&lt;br /&gt;CASCATAS FEITAS DE MIL CORES&lt;br /&gt;VIRGENS ESCONDIDAS NO ARVOREDO&lt;br /&gt;DESEJOSAS DE SE DAR MAS COM PUDOR&lt;br /&gt;E ALGUM RECEIO DE MOSTRAR&lt;br /&gt;SEU CORPO DOCE&lt;br /&gt;BOCA E SEIO.&lt;br /&gt;HÁ FLORESTAS FEITAS DE PROMESSAS&lt;br /&gt;ONDE TUDO SE ADIVINHA E SE ACALENTA.&lt;br /&gt;HÁ FLORESTAS QUE NASCEM E CRESCEM&lt;br /&gt;NO MAIS PROFUNDO E TRANQUILO MAR.&lt;br /&gt;HÁ FLORESTAS QUE SÃO JARDINS SUSPENSOS&lt;br /&gt;ÉDENS DE SONHO A FLUTUAR.&lt;br /&gt;HÁ FLORESTAS DE SENTIR&lt;br /&gt;FLORESTAS POR VIR E POR HAVER&lt;br /&gt;FLORESTAS CONSTRUÍDAS DE ÁGUA E LUZ&lt;br /&gt;HÚMIDAS CORES&lt;br /&gt;SEDUTORAS ILHAS DOS AMORES.&lt;br /&gt;HÁ FLORESTAS QUE NÃO SÃO DE VER&lt;br /&gt;COM OLHOS QUE A TERRA HÁ-DE COMER&lt;br /&gt;MAS COM OS OLHOS DO IMAGINAR&lt;br /&gt;FLORESTAS QUE SÃO&lt;br /&gt;FUTUROS PROJECTADOS NO FUTURO&lt;br /&gt;LUAS CADENTES&lt;br /&gt;LÁGRIMAS CANDENTES&lt;br /&gt;FLORESTAS QUE SÃO TERRA CÉU E MAR&lt;br /&gt;A DESCOBRIR A INVENTAR&lt;br /&gt;QUE SÓ EXISTEM PORQUE EXISTE&lt;br /&gt;A SAGRADA HUMANA FORÇA DE CRIAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111098545787513765?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111098545787513765/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111098545787513765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098545787513765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098545787513765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/florestas-com-luas-dgua.html' title='FLORESTAS COM LUAS D&apos;ÁGUA'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwzRVucUZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/_QIoxq9BM3g/s72-c/floresta+com+luas+de+%C3%A1gua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111098502943472190</id><published>2005-03-16T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:26.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>IORYMAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwzyVucUaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/bVv3XoxzqBw/s1600-h/Iorymar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042962622666527138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwzyVucUaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/bVv3XoxzqBw/s400/Iorymar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;IORYMAR&lt;br /&gt;OURO E MAR&lt;br /&gt;INFÂNCIA E ÁGUA&lt;br /&gt;CRIANÇAS A BALOUÇAR&lt;br /&gt;NO RITMADO AZUL DAS ONDAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IORYMAR&lt;br /&gt;SORRISOS SALPICADOS&lt;br /&gt;BEIJOS DE ÁGUA DESENHADOS&lt;br /&gt;NOS LÁBIOS SEM MÁGOA&lt;br /&gt;DOS MENINOS DO MAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IORYMAR&lt;br /&gt;CRIANÇAS DO MAR&lt;br /&gt;MEMÓRIA DE ANTIGAS ÁGUAS&lt;br /&gt;ESPUMA RELUZENTE&lt;br /&gt;CABELOS ESCORRIDOS&lt;br /&gt;ANJOS PRESSENTIDOS&lt;br /&gt;VESTIDOS DE GENTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOB O MANTO DA QUIMERA&lt;br /&gt;NAS ÁGUAS RECRIAM&lt;br /&gt;REINOS DE OUTRAS ERAS&lt;br /&gt;NOVAS PRIMAVERAS&lt;br /&gt;COM A VIDA A RENASCER&lt;br /&gt;E A VOLTAR A SER&lt;br /&gt;DE NOVO IORYMAR&lt;br /&gt;CRIANÇA DE OURO E MAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111098502943472190?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111098502943472190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111098502943472190&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098502943472190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098502943472190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/iorymar.html' title='IORYMAR'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfwzyVucUaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/bVv3XoxzqBw/s72-c/Iorymar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111098466546837818</id><published>2005-03-16T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:33:19.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>SENHORA DAS ÁGUAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw0aFucUbI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/RrS9zsGpTCU/s1600-h/senhora+das+Ã¡guas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042963305566327218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw0aFucUbI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/RrS9zsGpTCU/s400/senhora+das+%C3%A1guas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NO FUNDO DOS MARES MORA UMA SENHORA&lt;br /&gt;COM FORMAS E NOMES DE MÚLTIPLAS CORES&lt;br /&gt;VESTE DE ATLÂNTICO TEM MANTO REAL&lt;br /&gt;BERÇO AFRICANO NO BRASIL ALTAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;FALA PORTUGUÊS DANÇA CANDOMBLÉ&lt;br /&gt;SENHORA DAS ÁGUAS RAINHA DOS MARES&lt;br /&gt;DELA TUDO NASCE É MÃE DE ORIXÁ&lt;br /&gt;SEREIA DO NORTE ONDINA DO SUL&lt;br /&gt;SEDUTORA SINHÁ AROMA E FLOR&lt;br /&gt;COM ENFEITES DE ÁGUA SENTIMENTO AZUL&lt;br /&gt;VÉNUS DE TERNURA DEUSA DO AMOR&lt;br /&gt;LÍQUIDO REQUEBRO PROTECÇÃO E GUIA&lt;br /&gt;ESTRELA DOS NAVEGANTES PERDIDOS NO MAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SENHORA DAS ÁGUAS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MÃINHA IEMANJÁ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111098466546837818?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111098466546837818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111098466546837818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098466546837818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098466546837818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-fundo-dos-mares-mora-uma-senhora.html' title='SENHORA DAS ÁGUAS'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw0aFucUbI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/RrS9zsGpTCU/s72-c/senhora+das+%C3%A1guas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111098438185603222</id><published>2005-03-16T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:27.125-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>ÁGUAS DE MARÇO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw0rlucUcI/AAAAAAAAARA/6PMex7FWoig/s1600-h/Ã¡guas+de+marÃ§o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042963606214037954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw0rlucUcI/AAAAAAAAARA/6PMex7FWoig/s400/%C3%A1guas+de+mar%C3%A7o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ÁGUAS DE MARÇO&lt;br /&gt;TERNO ABRAÇO&lt;br /&gt;DO CÉU À TERRA&lt;br /&gt;DO SOL AO GRÃO&lt;br /&gt;À ERVA TENRA&lt;br /&gt;AO VELHO ROBLE&lt;br /&gt;À FOGOSA GIESTA&lt;br /&gt;AO DORIDO SARGAÇO&lt;br /&gt;AO TORTURADO CHÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ÁGUAS DE MARÇO&lt;br /&gt;HUMILDE HÚMUS&lt;br /&gt;HÚMIDO REGAÇO&lt;br /&gt;SANGUE E SEIVA&lt;br /&gt;FERMENTO E PÃO&lt;br /&gt;ALEGRIA E FESTA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ÁGUAS DE MARÇO&lt;br /&gt;MARÇO MARÇAGÃO&lt;br /&gt;CIO DE PRIMAVERA&lt;br /&gt;PROMESSA DE VERÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111098438185603222?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111098438185603222/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111098438185603222&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098438185603222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098438185603222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/guas-de-maro.html' title='ÁGUAS DE MARÇO'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw0rlucUcI/AAAAAAAAARA/6PMex7FWoig/s72-c/%C3%A1guas+de+mar%C3%A7o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111098401681765634</id><published>2005-03-16T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:33:52.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>SEDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw4JFucUdI/AAAAAAAAARI/WzboxO2duFY/s1600-h/sede.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042967411555062226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw4JFucUdI/AAAAAAAAARI/WzboxO2duFY/s400/sede.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SOL E ÁGUA TERRA MÃE&lt;br /&gt;SEDE E MÁGOA TERRA MÁRTIR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOL E ÁGUA O MEL ESCORRE&lt;br /&gt;SEDE E LÁGRIMA O HOMEM CORRE&lt;br /&gt;DESÉRTICAS MIRAGENS COM A SEDE&lt;br /&gt;A MORDER-LHE OS LÁBIOS&lt;br /&gt;A ERGUER-LHE OS BRAÇOS&lt;br /&gt;EM DELÍRIOS DE NAUFRÁGIO&lt;br /&gt;A ENCHER-LHE A BOCA RESSEQUIDA&lt;br /&gt;COM ESGARES DE OÁSIS SUPLICADOS&lt;br /&gt;ATÉ QUE SUCUMBE E MORRE&lt;br /&gt;À BEIRA D’ÁGUA MORRE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENQUANTO A ÁGUA MESMO POLUÍDA&lt;br /&gt;NATURALMENTE CANTA E CORRE ALEGREMENTE CANTA E CORRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111098401681765634?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111098401681765634/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111098401681765634&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098401681765634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098401681765634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/sede.html' title='SEDE'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw4JFucUdI/AAAAAAAAARI/WzboxO2duFY/s72-c/sede.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111098352722521003</id><published>2005-03-16T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:27.470-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>SENTIMENTOS DE ILHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw5lFucUfI/AAAAAAAAARY/FHkKjyejDZQ/s1600-h/sentimentos+de+ilha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042968992103027186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw5lFucUfI/AAAAAAAAARY/FHkKjyejDZQ/s400/sentimentos+de+ilha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A ILHA É UM CORAÇÃO VERMELHO BORDADO DE AZUL&lt;br /&gt;A ILHA É MESMO ASSIM&lt;br /&gt;AZUL POR DENTRO AZUL POR FORA&lt;br /&gt;AZUL A PARIR OUTROS AZUIS&lt;br /&gt;ORLADA DE MAR AZUL E RENDA BRANCA&lt;br /&gt;ESPUMA SOLAR COM LUAS E ESTRELAS&lt;br /&gt;A BRINCAR AOS ESPELHOS&lt;br /&gt;FEITOS DE CLARIDADES NOCTURNAS&lt;br /&gt;POUSADAS NA ONDULAÇÃO MANSA DE AZUIS ADORMECIDOS&lt;br /&gt;A ILHA TEM DESTAS COISAS LINDAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS COISAS FEIAS DA ILHA NÃO SÃO DELA&lt;br /&gt;NEM DOS AZUIS QUE NELA NASCEM ESPONTÂNEOS&lt;br /&gt;AS COISAS MÁS DA ILHA SÃO FRUTOS DE SEMENTES&lt;br /&gt;TRESLOUCADAS&lt;br /&gt;TRAZIDAS POR HOMENS EM DELÍRIO&lt;br /&gt;APOSTADOS EM SEMEAR DESERTOS&lt;br /&gt;DESESPEROS&lt;br /&gt;NO AZUL NATURAL DA ILHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUEM SEMEIA DESERTOS DESESPEROS&lt;br /&gt;AREIAS TEMPESTADES NO AZUL DA ILHA&lt;br /&gt;COLHERÁ DESERTOS PÁLIDOS DESESPEROS&lt;br /&gt;ESGROUVIADAS FORMAS DE SECURA E SOLIDÃO&lt;br /&gt;UM MAR SOLIDIFICADO LOUCAS DUNAS&lt;br /&gt;CABEÇAS PETRIFICADAS DE ÓDIO E DE TERROR&lt;br /&gt;NUVENS DE CINZA E DOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ILHA REQUER&lt;br /&gt;HOMENS BONS&lt;br /&gt;PÁSSAROS E ÁRVORES EM FLOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ILHA É UMA MULHER&lt;br /&gt;VESTIDA DE AZUL&lt;br /&gt;PUJANTE DE DONS&lt;br /&gt;SEDENTA DE AMOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111098352722521003?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111098352722521003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111098352722521003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098352722521003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098352722521003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/sentimentos-de-ilha.html' title='SENTIMENTOS DE ILHA'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw5lFucUfI/AAAAAAAAARY/FHkKjyejDZQ/s72-c/sentimentos+de+ilha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111098257364519166</id><published>2005-03-16T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:27.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>TRANSPARÊNCIAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw6YlucUgI/AAAAAAAAARg/kQaskewxk3c/s1600-h/TRANSPARNCIAS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042969876866290178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw6YlucUgI/AAAAAAAAARg/kQaskewxk3c/s400/TRANSPARNCIAS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SERENAMENTE DEITADO NO AZUL&lt;br /&gt;ENVOLTO EM PEDRAS&lt;br /&gt;DEIXO DIVAGAR A MENTE&lt;br /&gt;PINTORA DE MOMENTOS SOSSEGADOS&lt;br /&gt;ESCULTORA DE SÚBITOS INSTANTES&lt;br /&gt;E TRANSPARENTES NÚS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTRE BRUMAS ENVOLVENTES&lt;br /&gt;VISLUMBRO ILHAS PENDURADAS&lt;br /&gt;NO MAR CELESTIAL DAS EMOÇÕES&lt;br /&gt;QUE O SOL TRANQUILO ASPERGE&lt;br /&gt;DE AMARELOS PACHORRENTOS&lt;br /&gt;PARA QUE TUDO SE TRANSFORME&lt;br /&gt;NO IRREAL SONHADO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEU CORPO LÂNGUIDO&lt;br /&gt;DE MULHER PRESSENTIDA&lt;br /&gt;NO CONVÉS VAPOROSO DE UM NAVIO&lt;br /&gt;ATRAVESSA A ARAGEM&lt;br /&gt;COMO SE FOSSE ASA&lt;br /&gt;LEVE BRISA&lt;br /&gt;UM ROÇAGAR DE LÁBIOS NOS MEUS LÁBIOS SEQUIOSOS DE TERNURA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA PROFUNDA TRANSPARÊNCIA DO DESENHO&lt;br /&gt;A LOUCURA O TAMANHO DO DESEJO&lt;br /&gt;O CORPO INADIÁVEL DO SONHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111098257364519166?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111098257364519166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111098257364519166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098257364519166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098257364519166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/transparncias.html' title='TRANSPARÊNCIAS'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw6YlucUgI/AAAAAAAAARg/kQaskewxk3c/s72-c/TRANSPARNCIAS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111098215396398905</id><published>2005-03-16T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:27.842-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>PAISAGEM DE ÁGUA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw8X1ucUhI/AAAAAAAAARo/uCZOljgtTL8/s1600-h/Ã¡gua+marinha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042972063004643858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw8X1ucUhI/AAAAAAAAARo/uCZOljgtTL8/s400/%C3%A1gua+marinha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;AFAGO DE NUVENS TRANQUILAS&lt;br /&gt;AGITAÇÃO AZUL DE ONDAS SOSSEGADAS&lt;br /&gt;REPOUSO DE QUIETAS ENSEADAS&lt;br /&gt;RODOPIOS QUASE INERTES DE SUAVES TONS&lt;br /&gt;PASMOS DE SILÊNCIO E DE PALAVRAS&lt;br /&gt;CORAÇÃO A ABRIR-SE LENTO LENTO&lt;br /&gt;AO IMPERCEPTÍVEL ROÇAGAR DO VENTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111098215396398905?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111098215396398905/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111098215396398905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098215396398905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098215396398905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/paisagem-de-gua.html' title='PAISAGEM DE ÁGUA'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw8X1ucUhI/AAAAAAAAARo/uCZOljgtTL8/s72-c/%C3%A1gua+marinha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111098170535605455</id><published>2005-03-16T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:27.935-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>O REDIMIR DAS ÁGUAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw9QFucUjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZhWN_z7zCTE/s1600-h/o+redimir+das+Ã¡guas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042973029372285490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw9QFucUjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZhWN_z7zCTE/s400/o+redimir+das+%C3%A1guas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;IMPERCEPTÍVEIS TENTÁCULOS&lt;br /&gt;LONGILÍNEAS MÃOS&lt;br /&gt;TUDO ENLAÇAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUDO QUANTO A TERRA EXPANDE&lt;br /&gt;AS ÁGUAS BEIJAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA SOMBRA OS MONSTROS ESBRACEJAM&lt;br /&gt;OS HOMENS DELAPIDAM&lt;br /&gt;AS ALGAS DELIRAM&lt;br /&gt;OS PEIXES ADOECEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS ÁGUAS TUDO SOBRELEVAM&lt;br /&gt;TUDO TENTAM REDIMIR.&lt;br /&gt;NAS ÁGUAS TUDO PRINCIPIA E SE CONCENTRA&lt;br /&gt;O ESPÍRITO DAS ÁGUAS NÃO DORME&lt;br /&gt;TUDO ACEITA E ACARINHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATÉ QUANDO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATÉ QUANDO O PERDÃO DA VIDA?&lt;br /&gt;PARA QUANDO O REDIMIR DAS ÁGUAS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111098170535605455?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111098170535605455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111098170535605455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098170535605455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111098170535605455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/o-redimir-das-guas.html' title='O REDIMIR DAS ÁGUAS'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw9QFucUjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZhWN_z7zCTE/s72-c/o+redimir+das+%C3%A1guas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111097921824043075</id><published>2005-03-16T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:28.018-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>EXPLOSÃO DE AZUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw86lucUiI/AAAAAAAAARw/rQthRS6JpG4/s1600-h/explosÃ£o+de+azul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042972660005098018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw86lucUiI/AAAAAAAAARw/rQthRS6JpG4/s400/explos%C3%A3o+de+azul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MAR VAGA ROCHA ESPUMA&lt;br /&gt;CONTACTO LÍQUIDO DE UM GRITO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CADA PEIXE É UMA MÁGOA CINTILANTE&lt;br /&gt;MOVIMENTO GIRATÓRIO INCESSANTE&lt;br /&gt;EM REDOR DO DESESPERO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONDENADO A NÃO SER SENHOR DA TERRA&lt;br /&gt;NEM DO MAR&lt;br /&gt;EXPULSO DA FLUIDEZ DO SEU CORPO AQUÁTICO&lt;br /&gt;O HOMEM ENFEITOU-SE DE OCEANOS&lt;br /&gt;ILIMITOU-SE DE FRONTEIRAS E DE MAPAS&lt;br /&gt;PASSOU A ESCREVER NOMES VAZIOS&lt;br /&gt;NA IMENSA EXPLOSÃO DE AZUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESTA GRAVAR ENQUANTO É TEMPO&lt;br /&gt;A NOSSA IMAGEM NAS ÁGUAS E NO SAL&lt;br /&gt;E ENSAIAR SOBRE ESTE CADAFALSO&lt;br /&gt;DE SENTIDOS CONTRAFEITOS&lt;br /&gt;SOB O EFEITO DO ENJOO&lt;br /&gt;A FUGA A EXPLOSÃO O VOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111097921824043075?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111097921824043075/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111097921824043075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111097921824043075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111097921824043075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/exploso-de-azul.html' title='EXPLOSÃO DE AZUL'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw86lucUiI/AAAAAAAAARw/rQthRS6JpG4/s72-c/explos%C3%A3o+de+azul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111097091402466426</id><published>2005-03-16T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:28.148-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>O LAGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw92lucUkI/AAAAAAAAASA/Ju4C4Y5zIBI/s1600-h/o+lago.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042973690797249090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw92lucUkI/AAAAAAAAASA/Ju4C4Y5zIBI/s400/o+lago.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ESPELHO CRISTALINO&lt;br /&gt;LÂNGUIDO ESPRAIAR&lt;br /&gt;SUAVE EXALTAÇÃO DE ESPUMA&lt;br /&gt;BRANDA MÃO MACIO AFAGO&lt;br /&gt;SERENO E TRANQUILO LAGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILHA AZUL LÍQUIDA FESTA&lt;br /&gt;HÚMIDO LÁBIO A REFRESCAR&lt;br /&gt;O VERDE FULVO DA GIESTA&lt;br /&gt;DOLENTE CORPO ARREDONDADO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SERENO E TRANQUILO LAGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111097091402466426?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111097091402466426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111097091402466426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111097091402466426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111097091402466426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/o-lago.html' title='O LAGO'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw92lucUkI/AAAAAAAAASA/Ju4C4Y5zIBI/s72-c/o+lago.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111097040944414987</id><published>2005-03-16T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:28.318-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>FUSÕES E EMOÇÕES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw-OFucUlI/AAAAAAAAASI/YhqOnrlbjGk/s1600-h/fusÃµes+e+emoÃ§oes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042974094524174930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw-OFucUlI/AAAAAAAAASI/YhqOnrlbjGk/s400/fus%C3%B5es+e+emo%C3%A7oes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DA CONFUSÃO DO CAOS&lt;br /&gt;À FUSÃO ESPAÇO-TEMPO;&lt;br /&gt;DA CONFUSÃO DO SENTIMENTO&lt;br /&gt;À EMOÇÃO CONTIDA PELA CENTELHA&lt;br /&gt;HUMANA CRIPTODIVINA CRIADORA;&lt;br /&gt;DA FUSÃO DA LUZ DA COR&lt;br /&gt;UM GRITO DE RAIVA E DE AMOR;&lt;br /&gt;DA FUSÃO DO SENTIMENTO COM A ARTE&lt;br /&gt;A REPARTIÇÃO DO PÃO DA VIDA&lt;br /&gt;A CRIAÇÃO DE PAISAGENS REFLECTIDAS&lt;br /&gt;A EXTERIORIZAÇÃO PROFUNDA DO ÍNTIMO RECÔNDITO&lt;br /&gt;CINTILAÇÕES PROFUSAS DE ÁGUA E FOGO&lt;br /&gt;A VIDA TODA CONDENSADA NUMA TELA.&lt;br /&gt;CADA QUADRO É UMA JANELA&lt;br /&gt;COM VISTAS PARA UM VULCÃO EM PLENA ACTIVIDADE&lt;br /&gt;A ESCORRER LAVA DE PAZ E SERENIDADE.&lt;br /&gt;TERRA ÁGUA FOGO&lt;br /&gt;A VIDA INTEIRA O MUNDO TODO&lt;br /&gt;FLOR DE LÓTUS A EMERGIR DO LODO&lt;br /&gt;PALPITAÇÕES INTERIORES EM FORMA DE PAISAGEM&lt;br /&gt;FUSÕES E EMOÇÕES FEITAS IMAGEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111097040944414987?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111097040944414987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111097040944414987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111097040944414987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111097040944414987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/fuses-e-emoes.html' title='FUSÕES E EMOÇÕES'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/Rfw-OFucUlI/AAAAAAAAASI/YhqOnrlbjGk/s72-c/fus%C3%B5es+e+emo%C3%A7oes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111097002454826788</id><published>2005-03-16T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:28.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>O PÁSSARO DO AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxALlucUmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ak5__KnDdKc/s1600-h/o+pÃ¡ssaro+do+amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042976250597757538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxALlucUmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ak5__KnDdKc/s400/o+p%C3%A1ssaro+do+amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PÁSSARO VÍVIDO TEU CORPO ADEJA NO MEU SONHO&lt;br /&gt;E LOGO ESTE TEMPO SONOLENTO SE TRANSFORMA&lt;br /&gt;NUM SUAVE MARULHAR DE ANSEIOS.&lt;br /&gt;LÍQUIDA REFULGÊNCIA TUAS ASAS FUNDEM-SE NAS MINHAS.&lt;br /&gt;OS NOSSOS CORPOS ASSIM ALADOS&lt;br /&gt;ASA COM ASA O MESMO PALPITAR&lt;br /&gt;NO CONJUGADO ESFORÇO DE VOAR&lt;br /&gt;RISCAM ROTAS TRAÇAM RUMOS JUSTAPOSTOS.&lt;br /&gt;SÚBITO EM NÓS TUDO SE CONFUNDE SOMOS&lt;br /&gt;UM SÓ PÁSSARO UM SÓ RUMO O MESMO VOO&lt;br /&gt;PENSAMENTO SENTIMENTO E ACTO&lt;br /&gt;CONJUGAÇÃO A DOIS DO VERBO AMAR&lt;br /&gt;UNIDADE VITAL DO NOSSO SER EM FESTA.&lt;br /&gt;CONTIGO ALCANÇO O ÊXTASE DO VOO&lt;br /&gt;CADA ABRAÇO ATINGE A LEVEZA DO PÁSSARO&lt;br /&gt;E LOGO TODA A MÁGOA SE DESFAZ EM ÁGUA&lt;br /&gt;E A LÁGRIMA EM RIO E O RIO EM BARCO&lt;br /&gt;E O BARCO EM SORRISO CASCATA LUMINOSA&lt;br /&gt;ONDE A VIDA SE BANHA PARA SER&lt;br /&gt;CRISTALINO E RENOVADO AMANHECER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111097002454826788?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111097002454826788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111097002454826788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111097002454826788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111097002454826788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/opssaro-do-amor.html' title='O PÁSSARO DO AMOR'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxALlucUmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ak5__KnDdKc/s72-c/o+p%C3%A1ssaro+do+amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111096848214711058</id><published>2005-03-16T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:28.658-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>NAVEGAR OS MUNDOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxAd1ucUnI/AAAAAAAAASY/xwKBmTdiaHA/s1600-h/navegar+os+mundos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042976564130370162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxAd1ucUnI/AAAAAAAAASY/xwKBmTdiaHA/s400/navegar+os+mundos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Por mares nunca de antes navegados,&lt;br /&gt;Passaram ainda além da Taprobana...”&lt;br /&gt;Luís de Camões&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALÉM DA TAPROBANA&lt;br /&gt;O INFINITO DOS MUNDOS&lt;br /&gt;O RECOMEÇO DOS MARES&lt;br /&gt;NOVAS TERRAS POR ACHAR&lt;br /&gt;BARCAS NOVAS QUE NOS LEVAM&lt;br /&gt;AO MAIS PROFUNDO DE NÓS&lt;br /&gt;ONDE IREMOS ENCONTRAR&lt;br /&gt;NOVAS ÁGUAS&lt;br /&gt;NOVOS MARES&lt;br /&gt;NOVAS VELAS POR IÇAR&lt;br /&gt;NOVAS GENTES A ABRAÇAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111096848214711058?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111096848214711058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111096848214711058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096848214711058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096848214711058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/navegar-os-mundos.html' title='NAVEGAR OS MUNDOS'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxAd1ucUnI/AAAAAAAAASY/xwKBmTdiaHA/s72-c/navegar+os+mundos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111096569642187982</id><published>2005-03-16T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:28.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>ODE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxA8FucUoI/AAAAAAAAASg/whSReFvLto8/s1600-h/ode.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042977083821412994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxA8FucUoI/AAAAAAAAASg/whSReFvLto8/s400/ode.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;RIO DE CRISTAL&lt;br /&gt;SORRISO E LÁGRIMA&lt;br /&gt;CANTO E MÁGOA&lt;br /&gt;ÁGUA ÁGUA ÁGUA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEU BROTAR A VIDA ACALENTA&lt;br /&gt;TEU CANTAR AS ALMAS DESSEDENTA&lt;br /&gt;TEU JORRAR É O PULSAR DO CORAÇÃO&lt;br /&gt;PÉROLA DE ORVALHO BRILHO SOLAR&lt;br /&gt;FLOR EM BOTÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIDA A NASCER DE ENTRE AS FRAGAS&lt;br /&gt;DOCE E CRISTALINA VOZ&lt;br /&gt;FONTE DE ALEGRIA&lt;br /&gt;TUA AUSÊNCIA FAZ DE NÓS&lt;br /&gt;PEDRAS AMARGAS&lt;br /&gt;NATUREZA MORTA E FRIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANÇÃO QUE O DESERTO CHORA&lt;br /&gt;BENÇÃO QUE A TERRA IMPLORA&lt;br /&gt;ÁGUA ÁGUA ÁGUA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUA LIMPIDEZ É A FACE DA ALEGRIA&lt;br /&gt;TUA FRESCURA É CORPO E ÂNFORA&lt;br /&gt;SAÚDE E PRAZER&lt;br /&gt;TUA FLUIDEZ É BOCA E LÁBIO A AFAGAR&lt;br /&gt;O GESTO O VERBO A ARTE DE AMAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIO DE CRISTAL&lt;br /&gt;SORRISO E LÁGRIMA&lt;br /&gt;CANTO E MÁGOA&lt;br /&gt;ÁGUA ÁGUA ÁGUA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111096569642187982?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111096569642187982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111096569642187982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096569642187982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096569642187982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/ode.html' title='ODE'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxA8FucUoI/AAAAAAAAASg/whSReFvLto8/s72-c/ode.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111096526945919590</id><published>2005-03-16T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:28.951-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>PAISAGEM DE ECOS E GRITOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxBR1ucUpI/AAAAAAAAASo/7yLUUHbp08k/s1600-h/paisagem+de+ecos+e+gritos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042977457483567762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxBR1ucUpI/AAAAAAAAASo/7yLUUHbp08k/s400/paisagem+de+ecos+e+gritos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DE ECOS E GRITOS SE PREENCHEM AS PAISAGENS ASSUSTADAS&lt;br /&gt;ECOS TENEBROSOS RESSOAM NAS PAISAGENS TENEBROSAS&lt;br /&gt;SÃO LANCINANTES OS GRITOS QUE ATRAVESSAM PAISAGENS LANCINANTES&lt;br /&gt;ECOS E GRITOS INCENDIÁRIOS INCENDEIAM PAISAGENS INCENDIÁRIAS&lt;br /&gt;EM PAISAGENS INFERNAIS SÓ ECOAM GRITOS INFERNAIS&lt;br /&gt;SEREIAS E DUENDES HABITAM CONTRAFEITOS PAISAGENS ANGUSTIADAS&lt;br /&gt;PAISAGENS ALUCINADAS POVOAM POUCO A POUCO A TERRA INTEIRA&lt;br /&gt;PAISAGENS ALHEIAS ÀS PAISAGENS ÍNTIMAS DE OUTROS TEMPOS&lt;br /&gt;PAISAGENS SEM ECOS GRITADOS&lt;br /&gt;PAISAGENS TRANQUILAS ONDE APASCENTAVAM&lt;br /&gt;GRÁCEIS GAMOS CORDEIROS INOCENTES&lt;br /&gt;PAISAGENS DE BOSQUES CICIANTES&lt;br /&gt;LAGOS TRANSPARENTES&lt;br /&gt;TRANSLÚCIDOS MARES&lt;br /&gt;SERENOS RIOS RIBEIROS SALTITANTES&lt;br /&gt;PAISAGENS CALMAS DE ECOS AMANSADOS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DE GRITOS AMAINADOS&lt;br /&gt;PAISAGENS NATURAIS PAISAGENS DE&lt;br /&gt;BEIJOS SUSSURRADOS MURMURADOS AIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111096526945919590?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111096526945919590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111096526945919590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096526945919590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096526945919590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/paisagem-de-ecos-e-gritos.html' title='PAISAGEM DE ECOS E GRITOS'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxBR1ucUpI/AAAAAAAAASo/7yLUUHbp08k/s72-c/paisagem+de+ecos+e+gritos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111096366919217699</id><published>2005-03-16T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:29.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>EM CASCATA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxGRVucUqI/AAAAAAAAASw/49lv0vybQ7g/s1600-h/em+cascata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042982946451772066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxGRVucUqI/AAAAAAAAASw/49lv0vybQ7g/s400/em+cascata.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PARA DESCANSAR O MEU LÍQUIDO CORPO&lt;br /&gt;TENHO TODO O TEMPO PARA ALÉM&lt;br /&gt;DESTE TEMPO MEU&lt;br /&gt;E A IMENSIDÃO DO ESPAÇO.&lt;br /&gt;NÃO TENHO PRESSA DE PERDER O TEMPO&lt;br /&gt;E GANHAR O MAR ONDE OS RIOS MORREM.&lt;br /&gt;ENTRE O CHEGAR E O NÃO CHEGAR&lt;br /&gt;PREFIRO CONTINUAR A SER&lt;br /&gt;RIACHO SALTITANTE&lt;br /&gt;A CANTAR DE PEDRA EM PEDRA&lt;br /&gt;DESPREOCUPADO COMO CRIANÇA OCUPADA&lt;br /&gt;NO JOGO DA CABRA-CEGA&lt;br /&gt;E QUE AS LUAS ME CUBRAM&lt;br /&gt;COM VERDES DESMAIADOS&lt;br /&gt;NAS NOITES VIRGENS DAS FLORESTAS&lt;br /&gt;A PERCORRER&lt;br /&gt;E QUE A CLARIDADE DE MIM FAÇA&lt;br /&gt;ÁGUA INCENDIADA&lt;br /&gt;CASCATA DIURNA E REFULGENTE&lt;br /&gt;A BRINCAR COM O SOL AO ARCO-ÍRIS&lt;br /&gt;NO COLO MATERNAL DA TERRA.&lt;br /&gt;QUANDO NOS FINAIS DOS TEMPOS&lt;br /&gt;ENTÃO CHEGAR AO MAR&lt;br /&gt;SEREI O QUE CALHAR&lt;br /&gt;ANJO OU VERME&lt;br /&gt;TUDO OU NADA&lt;br /&gt;ÁGUA TRANSFORMADA&lt;br /&gt;EM LÚDICA GAIVOTA&lt;br /&gt;ALVOROÇADA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111096366919217699?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111096366919217699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111096366919217699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096366919217699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096366919217699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/em-cascata.html' title='EM CASCATA'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxGRVucUqI/AAAAAAAAASw/49lv0vybQ7g/s72-c/em+cascata.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111096310357709007</id><published>2005-03-16T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:29.209-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>ÁGUA PAIXÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxG1VucUrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/TjPByPS3Vjk/s1600-h/Ã¡gua+paixÃ£o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042983564927062706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxG1VucUrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/TjPByPS3Vjk/s400/%C3%A1gua+paix%C3%A3o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NUVEM RIO MAR LODO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CINZA FOGO LAVA ESPASMO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GALÁXIA A CONDENSAR O UNIVERSO TODO&lt;br /&gt;BOTÃO DE ROSA NA BOCA DO ORGASMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111096310357709007?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111096310357709007/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111096310357709007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096310357709007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096310357709007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/gua-paixo.html' title='ÁGUA PAIXÃO'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxG1VucUrI/AAAAAAAAAS4/TjPByPS3Vjk/s72-c/%C3%A1gua+paix%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111096283375424709</id><published>2005-03-16T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:29.356-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>AMANHECER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxHQVucUsI/AAAAAAAAATA/O1Tjejfudzc/s1600-h/amanhecer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042984028783530690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxHQVucUsI/AAAAAAAAATA/O1Tjejfudzc/s400/amanhecer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;QUANDO AMANHECE A MONTANHA É&lt;br /&gt;UM ELEFANTE SEQUIOSO&lt;br /&gt;A DESPERTAR DA BRUMA LAMACENTA&lt;br /&gt;EM QUE SE DEITA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ORVALHO TRANSFIGURA-SE&lt;br /&gt;EM ESPELHOS DE ÁGUA FÉRTIL&lt;br /&gt;ONDE SE DERRETEM AS EMOÇÕES DA NOITE&lt;br /&gt;E SE REFLECTEM DIURNAS ESPERANÇAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA POALHA RÓSEA DA ALVORADA&lt;br /&gt;ESFUMAM-SE OS LUTOS&lt;br /&gt;AMAINAM-SE AS PRECES&lt;br /&gt;TODAS AS COISAS PARECEM FLORIR&lt;br /&gt;TODAS AS BOCAS ENSAIAM SORRISOS&lt;br /&gt;AO FUTURO QUE O SOL NASCENTE TRAZ&lt;br /&gt;NO SEU VENTRE REDONDO&lt;br /&gt;ALEGRE PROMISSOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111096283375424709?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111096283375424709/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111096283375424709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096283375424709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096283375424709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/amanhecer.html' title='AMANHECER'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxHQVucUsI/AAAAAAAAATA/O1Tjejfudzc/s72-c/amanhecer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111096066586682437</id><published>2005-03-16T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:29.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>DE ÁGUA E DE FOGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxHiFucUtI/AAAAAAAAATI/nUaN6cr_fuU/s1600-h/de+Ã¡gua+e+de+fogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042984333726208722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxHiFucUtI/AAAAAAAAATI/nUaN6cr_fuU/s400/de+%C3%A1gua+e+de+fogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DE ÁGUA E DE FOGO SE FAZ TERRA&lt;br /&gt;DA ÁGUA EM FOGO SURGE O AR&lt;br /&gt;DE ÁGUA E DE FOGO É FEITO O CORPO&lt;br /&gt;DE ÁGUA EM FOGO BRANDO IRROMPE O MAR&lt;br /&gt;QUALQUER CORPO SE DESDOBRA EM FOGO E ÁGUA&lt;br /&gt;DOS OLHOS SALTAM CHISPAS BROTAM LÁGRIMAS&lt;br /&gt;DA BOCA LABAREDAS E CARINHOS&lt;br /&gt;A MENTE GERA O ACTO CRIADOR&lt;br /&gt;E O CORAÇÃO FEITO DE SANGUE E MÁGOA&lt;br /&gt;(RAZÃO E SENTIMENTO FOGO E ÁGUA)&lt;br /&gt;SERÁ POR TODO O SEMPRE A TERNA CAUSA&lt;br /&gt;A INESGOTÁVEL FONTE DO AMOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUM CORAÇÃO EM FOGO É QUE A TERNURA&lt;br /&gt;CONJUGA EM TEMPO E MODO O VERBO AMAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DE ÁGUA E FOGO É FEITO O UNIVERSOO TOM A COR O SOM O VERSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111096066586682437?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111096066586682437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111096066586682437&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096066586682437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111096066586682437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/de-gua-e-de-fogo.html' title='DE ÁGUA E DE FOGO'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxHiFucUtI/AAAAAAAAATI/nUaN6cr_fuU/s72-c/de+%C3%A1gua+e+de+fogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111092725952174386</id><published>2005-03-15T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:29.678-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>O NOSSO RIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxHzlucUuI/AAAAAAAAATQ/rLUSmhtJLSc/s1600-h/o+nosso+rio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042984634373919458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxHzlucUuI/AAAAAAAAATQ/rLUSmhtJLSc/s400/o+nosso+rio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;O NOSSO RIO É UMA BENÇÃO UM SACRILÉGIO&lt;br /&gt;UM SACRÁRIO UMA LIXEIRA&lt;br /&gt;UMA CORRENTE QUE NOS LAVA O SENTIMENTO&lt;br /&gt;UM MONTURO QUE NOS CONSPURCA A RAZÃO&lt;br /&gt;UM CAUDAL ENVENENADO&lt;br /&gt;UMA FONTE DE AFLIÇÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O NOSSO RIO É UMA MIRAGEM&lt;br /&gt;IMAGEM DE UM RIO QUE INUNDOU A NOSSA INFÂNCIA&lt;br /&gt;DE PEIXES PRATEADOS ESTRELAS CINTILANTES&lt;br /&gt;UMA CASCATA DE ALEGRIA TRANSPARENTE&lt;br /&gt;A CORRER PURA E LEVE PARA O MAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O NOSSO RIO VEM NO MAPA DA MEMÓRIA&lt;br /&gt;É UMA HISTÓRIA&lt;br /&gt;UM TESOURO A DEFINHAR&lt;br /&gt;O NOSSO RIO DÁ-ME SEDES DE O SALVAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111092725952174386?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111092725952174386/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111092725952174386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111092725952174386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111092725952174386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/o-nosso-rio.html' title='O NOSSO RIO'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxHzlucUuI/AAAAAAAAATQ/rLUSmhtJLSc/s72-c/o+nosso+rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111092687130946840</id><published>2005-03-15T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:29.830-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>A QUIMERA DO OURO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxIFlucUvI/AAAAAAAAATY/7DhCkYEgqFk/s1600-h/a+quimera+do+ouro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042984943611564786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxIFlucUvI/AAAAAAAAATY/7DhCkYEgqFk/s400/a+quimera+do+ouro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ATRAVESSAR A VIDA&lt;br /&gt;PERFURAR A TERRA&lt;br /&gt;DESCER AO MAIS PROFUNDO DOS ABISMOS&lt;br /&gt;BUSCAR SÓIS NA ESCURIDÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRANCAR A ESCOPRO E FANTASIA DAS ENTRANHAS&lt;br /&gt;ESTRANHAS GALÁXIAS DE AQUOSA FELICIDADE&lt;br /&gt;QUE CEDO SE EVAPORA AO CONTACTO&lt;br /&gt;DO REAL TANGÍVEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONSTRUIR CATEDRAIS DOURADAS A EMERGIR&lt;br /&gt;DAS ÁGUAS&lt;br /&gt;QUE LOGO SE TRANSFORMAM EM BALÕES DE NADA&lt;br /&gt;DO TAMANHO DO DELÍRIO&lt;br /&gt;RUMO AO INFINITO DA QUIMERA&lt;br /&gt;QUE ÁVIDOS APERTAMOS NA CONCHA RAREFEITA&lt;br /&gt;DAS NOSSAS MÃOS VAZIAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESTARÁ O AZUL CONCRETO DOS ESPAÇOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SEM LUGAR NENHUM PARA OS NOSSOS PASSOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111092687130946840?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111092687130946840/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111092687130946840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111092687130946840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111092687130946840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/quimera-do-ouro.html' title='A QUIMERA DO OURO'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxIFlucUvI/AAAAAAAAATY/7DhCkYEgqFk/s72-c/a+quimera+do+ouro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111092586715723530</id><published>2005-03-15T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:29.958-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>OS ATLANTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxIbVucUwI/AAAAAAAAATg/hanPvtMCn1Y/s1600-h/os+atlantes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042985317273719554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxIbVucUwI/AAAAAAAAATg/hanPvtMCn1Y/s400/os+atlantes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NA SUSPIRADA MEMÓRIA DOS TEMPOS&lt;br /&gt;NOS LENDÁRIOS MUNDOS DE OUTRORA&lt;br /&gt;NOS ALVORES DOS DIAS ÁUREOS&lt;br /&gt;DO ANSIADO REINO DA ATLÂNTIDA&lt;br /&gt;DEUSES E HOMENS&lt;br /&gt;HOMENS QUASE DEUSES&lt;br /&gt;DEUSES QUASE HOMENS&lt;br /&gt;PARTILHAVAM CÉUS E TERRA&lt;br /&gt;PERCORRIAM LADO A LADO&lt;br /&gt;OS FLORIDOS CAMINHOS DA VENTURA&lt;br /&gt;BEBIAM DA MESMA FONTE&lt;br /&gt;OS EFLÚVIOS DA VIDA&lt;br /&gt;OS PERENES SABORES&lt;br /&gt;DE UM SENTIDO AFAGO&lt;br /&gt;DE UM ABRAÇO TERNO&lt;br /&gt;O IMORTAL DESEJO DO AMOR ETERNO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALVAS TÚNICAS COBRIAM OS HUMANOS CORPOS&lt;br /&gt;RUBRAS ROSAS CINGIAM AS DIVINAS CRIATURAS&lt;br /&gt;LEITE E MEL BROTAVAM NATURALMENTE&lt;br /&gt;NESSES SONHADOS TEMPOS DE PAZ&lt;br /&gt;E DE ABUNDÂNCIA PARA TODA A GENTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EM DIA DE NUVENS ÍMPIAS O HOMEM&lt;br /&gt;REBELOU-SE CONTRA A SUA HUMANA CONDIÇÃO&lt;br /&gt;E FEZ-SE DEUS SENHOR E DONO&lt;br /&gt;DO QUE ERA SEU E DO SEU IRMÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E TODA A VIDA SE DESFEZ EM LÁGRIMAS&lt;br /&gt;E LOGO A TERRA INTEIRA SUBMERGIU&lt;br /&gt;NUM SILÊNCIO ETERNO NUM ETERNO SONO&lt;br /&gt;ATÉ QUE O HOMEM RECONQUISTE&lt;br /&gt;A HUMANA CONDIÇÃO DE SER&lt;br /&gt;PARA TODO O SEMPRE&lt;br /&gt;GENTE ENTRE GENTE EM TUDO IGUAL À FLOR&lt;br /&gt;GENTE SEM ÓDIOS HOMENS SEM MÁGOAS&lt;br /&gt;GENTE BRANDA COMO O ESPÍRITO DAS ÁGUAS&lt;br /&gt;HOMENS PUROS COMO UM RIO CRISTALINO&lt;br /&gt;GENTE GENEROSA COMO TERRA SEMEADA&lt;br /&gt;HOMENS DE CORPO LUMINOSO MENTE ABERTA CORAÇÃO DESPERTO ALMA INCENDIADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111092586715723530?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111092586715723530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111092586715723530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111092586715723530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111092586715723530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/os-atlantes.html' title='OS ATLANTES'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxIbVucUwI/AAAAAAAAATg/hanPvtMCn1Y/s72-c/os+atlantes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11471284.post-111092498097928746</id><published>2005-03-15T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:26:30.078-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinturas originais de DAD'/><title type='text'>RIO HOMEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxIvVucUxI/AAAAAAAAATo/QlB2PgWl-Eg/s1600-h/rio+homem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042985660871103250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxIvVucUxI/AAAAAAAAATo/QlB2PgWl-Eg/s400/rio+homem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DO ÍNTIMO NEGRUME DA MONTANHA&lt;br /&gt;IRROMPE E RASGA A TERRA&lt;br /&gt;COM ÍMPETOS AMNIÓTICOS DE REGRESSO&lt;br /&gt;AO MATERNAL E ORIGINÁRIO MAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EM COMPLEXA AGITAÇÃO VITAL SE MULTIPLICA&lt;br /&gt;E LOGO O UNO SE FAZ MÚLTIPLO&lt;br /&gt;E O INDIVÍDUO ALCANÇA DIMENSÃO UNIVERSAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO SINGULAR DAS ÁGUAS O LAGO.&lt;br /&gt;NA SOLIDÃO ESTAGNANTE O CHARCO.&lt;br /&gt;NA INTEGRAÇÃO DO TODO EM TUDO&lt;br /&gt;A JUSTIFICAÇÃO DO RIO&lt;br /&gt;O ESPLENDOR DA FÚRIA E DO CAUDAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARA NAVEGAR A VIDA O HOMEM&lt;br /&gt;FAZ-SE RIO FAZ-SE BARCO.&lt;br /&gt;AMARRADO AO LEME GANHA ASAS&lt;br /&gt;E A DIMENSÃO DE UM DEUS&lt;br /&gt;QUE SONHA E SE EMBRIAGA&lt;br /&gt;COM O AZULADO MOSTO DO DISTANTE MAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O RIO HOMEM DILUI-SE EM HUMANIDADE&lt;br /&gt;E FAZ-SE AO MAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11471284-111092498097928746?l=oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/feeds/111092498097928746/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11471284&amp;postID=111092498097928746&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111092498097928746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11471284/posts/default/111092498097928746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oespiritodasaguas.blogspot.com/2005/03/rio-homem.html' title='RIO HOMEM'/><author><name>Dad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10072655144301358976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bRJ1SA4wOe8/TX0dIi0PnHI/AAAAAAAADNI/vVaL2TCeZeA/s220/Dadd4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXwnwpgbqaE/RfxIvVucUxI/AAAAAAAAATo/QlB2PgWl-Eg/s72-c/rio+homem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
