<?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-10277311</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:25:48.299Z</updated><category term='Memórias de Quem cleanfeed  João Paulo Piano Jazz'/><category term='Young Marble Giants'/><category term='Tibete'/><category term='Gio Ponti'/><title type='text'>the journey to the east</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-7001610387216834862</id><published>2008-07-16T20:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-07-16T20:31:59.385Z</updated><title type='text'>Pois claro que é a Alice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23617265@N00/2674533269/" title="alice desenho001 por danielquinn, no Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3133/2674533269_55856effd7_o.jpg" width="699" height="337" alt="alice desenho001" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois claro que é a Alice. Vamos a ver, se dou por terminado o tema dos gatos neste blogue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-7001610387216834862?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7001610387216834862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=7001610387216834862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/7001610387216834862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/7001610387216834862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2008/07/pois-claro-que-alice.html' title='Pois claro que é a Alice'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-3089185470230194971</id><published>2008-07-15T17:44:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-07-15T18:00:55.213Z</updated><title type='text'>Etelvina com 6 meses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www%e0%a5%a4flickr.com/photos/23617265@N00/2671999524/" title="etelvina6semanas por danielquinn, no Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3108/2671999524_9effc85a98.jpg" alt="etelvina6semanas" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/IwW25gN3sU/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=ff9900&amp;amp;primaryColor=663300&amp;amp;secondaryColor=996600&amp;amp;linkColor=cc6600"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/IwW25gN3sU/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=ff9900&amp;amp;primaryColor=663300&amp;amp;secondaryColor=996600&amp;amp;linkColor=cc6600" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/YlHkOhH/music/BP4pqhV4/srgio_godinho_etelvina_1975/"&gt;Etelvina (1975) - Sérgio Godinho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aproveito o tema dos gatos e das gatas, para dedicar ao novo membro da minha família , a gata Etelvina, uma música a condizer com o nome.   Parabéns ao fotografo, não sei quem foi , mas é uma bela de uma fotografia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns para nós, que estamos a crescer de amor ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obs. Esta do crescer de amor é para dar um ar alternativo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-3089185470230194971?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3089185470230194971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=3089185470230194971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/3089185470230194971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/3089185470230194971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2008/07/etelvina.html' title='Etelvina com 6 meses'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3108/2671999524_9effc85a98_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-5623175333825084376</id><published>2008-05-29T20:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-05-29T20:21:05.155Z</updated><title type='text'>A Alice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23617265@N00/2534789606/" title="25-05-08_1450 por danielquinn, no Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2148/2534789606_4dab3cdae5.jpg" alt="25-05-08_1450" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23617265@N00/2533984619/" title="25-05-08_1452 por danielquinn, no Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3275/2533984619_68f4887a87.jpg" alt="25-05-08_1452" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23617265@N00/2533978901/" title="25-05-08_1454 por danielquinn, no Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3189/2533978901_3e50da41d4.jpg" alt="25-05-08_1454" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;Para os amigos que tem saudades…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-5623175333825084376?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5623175333825084376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=5623175333825084376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/5623175333825084376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/5623175333825084376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2008/05/alice.html' title='A Alice'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2148/2534789606_4dab3cdae5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-7985243242610624520</id><published>2008-05-07T21:22:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:54:31.971Z</updated><title type='text'>Mirtilos para todos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/SCIejudKprI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Lsao6kZNdV4/s1600-h/photo_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/SCIejudKprI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Lsao6kZNdV4/s400/photo_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197750519053592242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostei do filme, acho que vou ver outra vez, e vou contar quantas vezes é que existem pessoas a limpar vidros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou uma grande fã do Wong Kar-wai. Gostei muito do "Chungking Express" e do "In the Mood for Love", achei excessivo e detestei o "2046", porque é completamente vazio, sem qualquer sentido, e com uma grande banda sonora, e uma fotografia fabulosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensava que não iria ter qualquer prazer a ver um novo filme deste realizador, fiquei muito desiludida com o último.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;Mas nesta Blueberry pie existe honestidade na forma como as cenas são apresentadas. Sim, não é real aquela América, mas a visão, a atmosfera é real para ele(&lt;/span&gt;Wong Kar-wai)&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt; e para mim também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;Acho que ele nunca se expôs tanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;Os planos são encenados atrás de vidros sujos, ou com letras, mal iluminados, e sem som. Os planos em vez de esconderem o que se quer dizer, ficando apenas numa superfície estética de mistério e desencontros, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;mostram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt; e confessam. Os segredos deixam de ser escondidos em buracos, mas são enviados em postais e no fim… vejam o filme.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;Beijinhos doces com sabor a tarde de mirtilos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-7985243242610624520?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7985243242610624520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=7985243242610624520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-6578081641537601433</id><published>2008-04-30T18:19:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-04-30T22:04:49.996Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 1 de Maio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maydaylisboa.blogspot.com/" target=" _blank" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2029/2455531410_784c0ab323_b.jpg" alt="mayday08ela" height="1024" width="724" /&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/10277311-6578081641537601433?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6578081641537601433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-5937800223336826247</id><published>2008-03-30T16:42:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-30T16:45:47.764Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tibete'/><title type='text'>Uma imagem pelo povo Tibetano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23617265@N00/2374462928/" title="bresson014 por danielquinn, no Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3206/2374462928_b622159cb9.jpg" alt="bresson014" height="500" width="376" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;Fotografia de Henri Cartier-Bresson 1978 Suiça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-5937800223336826247?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3206/2374462928_b622159cb9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-772724288375678859</id><published>2008-01-21T16:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T16:23:26.997Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memórias de Quem cleanfeed  João Paulo Piano Jazz'/><title type='text'>Memórias de Quem</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="315" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2B4GB4BPA0&amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;songID=V2B4GB4BPA0" width="315" height="80"  scale="noscale" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-772724288375678859?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cleanfeed-records.com/disco2.asp?intID=205' title='Memórias de Quem'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/772724288375678859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=772724288375678859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/772724288375678859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/772724288375678859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2008/01/memrias-de-quem.html' title='Memórias de Quem'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-5263017657164554813</id><published>2007-12-29T20:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-30T19:08:49.855Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Marble Giants'/><title type='text'>Searching For Mr Right</title><content type='html'>Neste final de ano, continuo à procura de Mr. Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2BCCGC7PAD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2BCCGC7PAD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching for Mr Right&lt;br /&gt;Waiting up half the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like I'll be dead&lt;br /&gt;Before I'm old&lt;br /&gt;Teaching myself to be&lt;br /&gt;The Young Untold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I hope to be&lt;br /&gt;Someone for you to see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind as the Fate decrees&lt;br /&gt;I will go on&lt;br /&gt;Teaching myself to be&lt;br /&gt;The Young Untold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I in vain tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Lose you against the light&lt;br /&gt;Who can you be&lt;br /&gt;Mr Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Stuart Moxham) Young Marble Giants&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-5263017657164554813?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5263017657164554813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=5263017657164554813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/5263017657164554813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/5263017657164554813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2007/12/searching-for-mr-right.html' title='Searching For Mr Right'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-895102989210134255</id><published>2007-12-21T20:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-21T20:17:18.554Z</updated><title type='text'>feliz natal para todos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R2wfCdGgHPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tDEG3PPX58g/s1600-h/xmas-resistance-sticker.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R2wfCdGgHPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tDEG3PPX58g/s400/xmas-resistance-sticker.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146522601209732338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-895102989210134255?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/895102989210134255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=895102989210134255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/895102989210134255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/895102989210134255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2007/12/feliz-natal-para-todos.html' title='feliz natal para todos'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R2wfCdGgHPI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tDEG3PPX58g/s72-c/xmas-resistance-sticker.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-3822137255077475107</id><published>2007-12-09T19:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-09T19:51:25.815Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gio Ponti'/><title type='text'>Novo Projecto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1xEGYPIWYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3LXTgxYGMTw/s1600-h/gio_ponti_superleggera_bicolore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1xEGYPIWYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3LXTgxYGMTw/s400/gio_ponti_superleggera_bicolore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142059750926080386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta cadeira poderá ser a inspiração para o novo projecto de estofo. Aguardo pela fotografia da cadeira a recuperar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Gio Ponti, Superleggere bicolore, 1957&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/10277311-3822137255077475107?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/3822137255077475107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=3822137255077475107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/3822137255077475107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/3822137255077475107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2007/12/novo-projecto.html' title='Novo Projecto'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1xEGYPIWYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3LXTgxYGMTw/s72-c/gio_ponti_superleggera_bicolore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-8542507775566610205</id><published>2007-12-08T19:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-08T19:59:44.352Z</updated><title type='text'>Assento (quase)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1r25IPIWXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LmZQibc5ssY/s1600-h/06-12-07_cad1805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1r25IPIWXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LmZQibc5ssY/s400/06-12-07_cad1805.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141693385920764274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1r2lIPIWSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Xn3c56mr8zI/s1600-h/04-12-07_cad1814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1r2lIPIWSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Xn3c56mr8zI/s400/04-12-07_cad1814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141693042323380514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1r2lIPIWTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3aY99TPb0LI/s1600-h/04-12-07_cad1815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1r2lIPIWTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3aY99TPb0LI/s400/04-12-07_cad1815.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141693042323380530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1r2loPIWUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/SQ7Y6nM0XwQ/s1600-h/04-12-07_cad1816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1r2loPIWUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/SQ7Y6nM0XwQ/s400/04-12-07_cad1816.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141693050913315138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1r2l4PIWVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7XlLX-M-HxI/s1600-h/04-12-07_cad1817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1r2l4PIWVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7XlLX-M-HxI/s400/04-12-07_cad1817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141693055208282450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1r2mYPIWWI/AAAAAAAAAHM/F1Q-Eb3ybjQ/s1600-h/06-12-07_cad1804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1r2mYPIWWI/AAAAAAAAAHM/F1Q-Eb3ybjQ/s400/06-12-07_cad1804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141693063798217058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já só falta fixar o assento, na parte do espaldar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-8542507775566610205?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/8542507775566610205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=8542507775566610205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/8542507775566610205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/8542507775566610205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2007/12/assento-ponto-parte-ii.html' title='Assento (quase)'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1r25IPIWXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LmZQibc5ssY/s72-c/06-12-07_cad1805.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-5922234781675291221</id><published>2007-12-02T14:32:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:35:55.703Z</updated><title type='text'>Fixar o embalado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LCgIPIWOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XAj-JZhMUns/s1600-R/22-11-07_1813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LCgIPIWOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6f4iwwS0l90/s400/22-11-07_1813.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139383982005704930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LCgIPIWPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ipOqqK2D1W4/s1600-R/22-11-07_1812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LCgIPIWPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/44v_JmonAIs/s400/22-11-07_1812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139383982005704946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LCgYPIWQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zB4e53Dd7M0/s1600-R/cadeira+crina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LCgYPIWQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mO3cvHUAp84/s400/cadeira+crina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139383986300672258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LCgYPIWRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LxBir0xL3cs/s1600-R/cadeira_assento3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LCgYPIWRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/IiUWj5seDcQ/s400/cadeira_assento3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139383986300672274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-5922234781675291221?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5922234781675291221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=5922234781675291221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/5922234781675291221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/5922234781675291221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2007/12/fixar-o-embalado.html' title='Fixar o embalado'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LCgIPIWOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6f4iwwS0l90/s72-c/22-11-07_1813.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-5048328821506586470</id><published>2007-12-02T14:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:32:39.522Z</updated><title type='text'>O ponto ao centro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LAdYPIWLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/drDOePdF25s/s1600-R/15-11-07_1803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LAdYPIWLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/N2tTEYikHk4/s400/15-11-07_1803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139381735737809074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LAeIPIWNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/aUGXOhMZdX8/s1600-R/15-11-07_1805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LAeIPIWNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/SFx2qgRSvBk/s400/15-11-07_1805.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139381748622710994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LAeIPIWMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/cxZFL5_YAOI/s1600-R/15-11-07_1804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LAeIPIWMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vONgLGL9N14/s400/15-11-07_1804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139381748622710978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No centro de assento faz-se o ponto como se vê na imagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este será o aspecto geral do ponto no centro do assento. Neste momento as costas, frentes e laterais ainda estão abertas, para que se possa colocar mais crina vegetal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-5048328821506586470?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5048328821506586470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=5048328821506586470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/5048328821506586470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/5048328821506586470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2007/12/o-ponto-ao-centro.html' title='O ponto ao centro'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1LAdYPIWLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/N2tTEYikHk4/s72-c/15-11-07_1803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-167429172093605200</id><published>2007-12-02T13:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:37:10.359Z</updated><title type='text'>O embalado ( 1ªparte)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1K6g4PIWHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/mLLm1C4eKSQ/s1600-R/08-11-07_1619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1K6g4PIWHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UmF3Hi7xLhM/s400/08-11-07_1619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139375198797584498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1K7A4PIWII/AAAAAAAAAFc/sWH91Vy5VT4/s1600-R/08-11-07_1657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1K7A4PIWII/AAAAAAAAAFc/Wrm37sZTpLg/s400/08-11-07_1657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139375748553398402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1K7A4PIWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/A8WZabQRMlo/s1600-R/08-11-07_1807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1K7A4PIWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/eqX00Fstrf8/s400/08-11-07_1807.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139375748553398418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1K7BYPIWKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wKg7IlMqVzw/s1600-R/08-11-07_1808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1K7BYPIWKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/15LjGb3SBUk/s400/08-11-07_1808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139375757143333026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;Esta é já e a segunda parte da documentação do processo de fabrico do assento da cadeira.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;O embalado:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;A crina depois de aberta é presa ao assento, através dos pontos largos que anteriormente efectuámos na linhagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;A crina deverá ficar colocada como mostra imagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;Ao colocar o pano da linhagem, a crina vai moldar-se à forma do assento. Quanto mais crina colocar mais resistente será o assento.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-167429172093605200?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/167429172093605200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=167429172093605200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/167429172093605200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/167429172093605200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2007/12/esta-j-e-segunda-parte-da-documentao-do.html' title='O embalado ( 1ªparte)'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/R1K6g4PIWHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UmF3Hi7xLhM/s72-c/08-11-07_1619.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-2234573450669098838</id><published>2007-11-12T19:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:14:24.555Z</updated><title type='text'>ex-sistere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RzixXUY9xoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/65UCcLCLfkM/s1600-h/08-11-07_CAD9.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;Começo agora a de comentar as etapas do assento, que o levarão a existência plena, no final de Dezembro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;Para que exista assento, para além de todas as implicações transcendentes, espirituais ou mesmo filosóficas, existe uma, não menos importante, que é a das etapas ou a sistematização do processo de realização do acto de existir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt; Apresento aqui essas etapas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;Não é no entanto garantido, que seguindo estas etapas, consigam ajudar a que exista um assento. Por que existir é feito de outra coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt; Como escreve Miguel Unamuno, em Como se faz uma novela, página 45.(da grifo).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;“É curioso que a palavra grega para designar que alguém está louco seja a de estar fora de si, análoga à latina ex-sistere, existir. É que a existência é uma loucura, e aquele que existe, o que está fora de si, o que se dá, o que transcende, está louco.” &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RzitB0Y9xcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DJbQBBGW-R0/s1600-h/11-10-07_CAD1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RzitB0Y9xcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DJbQBBGW-R0/s400/11-10-07_CAD1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132042022143509954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RzitB0Y9xdI/AAAAAAAAADE/CqprFv1cl5g/s1600-h/11-10-07_CAD2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RzitB0Y9xdI/AAAAAAAAADE/CqprFv1cl5g/s400/11-10-07_CAD2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132042022143509970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RzitCEY9xeI/AAAAAAAAADM/FQ5BSkq3eJg/s1600-h/11-10-07_CAD3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RzitCEY9xeI/AAAAAAAAADM/FQ5BSkq3eJg/s400/11-10-07_CAD3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132042026438477282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RziuMUY9xhI/AAAAAAAAADk/K3fH0v-nh_A/s1600-h/18-10-07_CAD4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RziuMUY9xhI/AAAAAAAAADk/K3fH0v-nh_A/s400/18-10-07_CAD4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132043302043764242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RziuMkY9xiI/AAAAAAAAADs/5-xt2B_q8f4/s1600-h/30-10-07_CAD5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RziuMkY9xiI/AAAAAAAAADs/5-xt2B_q8f4/s400/30-10-07_CAD5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132043306338731554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-2234573450669098838?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/2234573450669098838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=2234573450669098838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/2234573450669098838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/2234573450669098838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2007/11/ex-sistere.html' title='ex-sistere'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RzitB0Y9xcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DJbQBBGW-R0/s72-c/11-10-07_CAD1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-6774414237273821738</id><published>2007-03-25T10:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-15T19:12:53.692Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RiJ5LJhQR4I/AAAAAAAAACA/FLeW0M5AGb8/s1600-h/preto_desenho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RiJ5LJhQR4I/AAAAAAAAACA/FLeW0M5AGb8/s400/preto_desenho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053734964304037762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Se o homem é formado pelas circunstâncias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;é necessário formar as circunstâncias humanamente.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Marx e F. Engels, A sagrada Família.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-6774414237273821738?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/6774414237273821738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=6774414237273821738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/6774414237273821738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/6774414237273821738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RiJ5LJhQR4I/AAAAAAAAACA/FLeW0M5AGb8/s72-c/preto_desenho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-359557027473347492</id><published>2006-12-23T05:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-23T05:44:49.686Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RYzAhPWX-VI/AAAAAAAAABo/JfL5OnAK3wk/s1600-h/cemit%C3%A9rio1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RYzAhPWX-VI/AAAAAAAAABo/JfL5OnAK3wk/s400/cemit%C3%A9rio1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011592162645113170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;“O que faz um homem é como se o fizessem todos os homens. Por isso não é injusto que uma desobediência num jardim contamine toda a humanidade; por isso não é injusto que a crucificação de um único judeu baste para a salvar. Schopenhauer porventura tem razão: eu sou os outros, qualquer homem é todos os homens.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jorge Luís Borges &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: arial;"&gt;in&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ficções&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-359557027473347492?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/359557027473347492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=359557027473347492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/359557027473347492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/359557027473347492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2006/12/o-que-faz-um-homem-como-se-o-fizessem.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RYzAhPWX-VI/AAAAAAAAABo/JfL5OnAK3wk/s72-c/cemit%C3%A9rio1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-5917046798979270421</id><published>2006-12-05T17:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-04T19:10:41.930Z</updated><title type='text'>A grande viagem interior</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Não quero deixar de o saudar nesta quadra do Natal em que, em plena festa, a sua solidão lhe deve parecer mais dura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; do que em qualquer outro momento. Se assim for, regozije-se. Ora pense: que seria uma solidão que não fosse uma grande solidão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A solidão é uma e, por essência, grande, pesada e difícil de suportar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23617265@N00/314126517/" title="Compartilhamento de fotos"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/100/314126517_2b8e1ee47e.jpg" alt="viagem" height="319" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quase todos conhecem horas que trocariam de boa vontade pela mais banal e medíocre das conveniências, pela aparência do menor acordo com qualquer ser, por mais indigno. Mas talvez essas horas sejam precisamente aquelas em que a solidão se amplifica – e o seu crescimento é doloroso como o das crianças e triste como a ante-primavera. Mas  não se importe. Uma só coisa é necessária: a solidão a grande solidão interior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Caminhar em si próprio e, durante horas, não encontrar ninguém – é a isto que é preciso chegar.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In&lt;/span&gt; Cartas a um jovem poeta de Rainer Maria Rilke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-5917046798979270421?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/5917046798979270421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=5917046798979270421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/5917046798979270421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/5917046798979270421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2006/12/photo-sharing.html' title='A grande viagem interior'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/100/314126517_2b8e1ee47e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-7817234689319943999</id><published>2006-12-04T01:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-04T17:48:03.189Z</updated><title type='text'>Arrojos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RXRfI2UaJpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nTCQixrRI2E/s1600-h/joa_ines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RXRfI2UaJpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nTCQixrRI2E/s400/joa_ines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004729691540170386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23617265@N00/313501420/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;“Se aquela por quem já não tenho risos&lt;br /&gt;Me concedesse apenas dois abraços,&lt;br /&gt;Eu subiria aos róseos paraísos&lt;br /&gt;E a lua afogaria nos meus braços.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cesário Verde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-7817234689319943999?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/7817234689319943999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=7817234689319943999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/7817234689319943999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/7817234689319943999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2006/12/arrojos.html' title='Arrojos'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RXRfI2UaJpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nTCQixrRI2E/s72-c/joa_ines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-115912805570021264</id><published>2006-09-24T19:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-14T20:42:32.389Z</updated><title type='text'>The act of paying is perhaps the most uncomfortable infliction that the two orchard thieves entailed upon us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RXRf82UaJqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4ot7fV7aXXE/s1600-h/pedras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RXRf82UaJqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4ot7fV7aXXE/s400/pedras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004730584893367970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“Again, I always go to sea as a sailor, because they made a point of paying me for my trouble, whereas they never pay passenger a single penny that I ever heard of. On the contrary, passengers themselves must pay. And there is all the difference in the world between paying and being paid. The act of paying is perhaps the most uncomfortable infliction that the two orchard thieves entailed upon us. But being paid, - what will compare with it?&lt;br /&gt;The urban activity with which a man receives money is really marvelous, considering that we so earnestly believe money to be the root of all earthly ills, and that on no account can a monied man enter heaven. Ah! How cheerfully we consign ourselves to perdition!”In Moby-Dick by Herman Melville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a quotation of my holiday’s reading.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I’m not a sailor, I wish I was.&lt;br /&gt;For now I will continue to cheerfully consign myself to perdition,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or breaking stone, or gaze through the day’s illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23617265@N00/251615241/" title="voo por danielquinn, no Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/97/251615241_5c8d96f947.jpg" width="500" height="317" alt="voo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-115912805570021264?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/115912805570021264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=115912805570021264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/115912805570021264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/115912805570021264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2006/09/act-of-paying-is-perhaps-most.html' title='The act of paying is perhaps the most uncomfortable infliction that the two orchard thieves entailed upon us'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QDE8cxY6fQA/RXRf82UaJqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4ot7fV7aXXE/s72-c/pedras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-115868888792610143</id><published>2006-09-19T18:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-04T18:04:12.188Z</updated><title type='text'>Chester, Nova Scotia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://leiteazedo.blogspot.com/" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/90/247613890_e71bf04519.jpg" alt="rua" height="318" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://leiteazedo.blogspot.com/" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/81/247624453_14e8181f5e.jpg" alt="rua3" height="318" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://leiteazedo.blogspot.com/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-115868888792610143?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/115868888792610143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=115868888792610143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/115868888792610143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/115868888792610143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2006/09/chester-nova-scotia.html' title='Chester, Nova Scotia'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-114684719724230324</id><published>2006-05-05T16:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-05T16:39:57.256Z</updated><title type='text'>Pope Yoda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3126/787/1600/benoit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3126/787/400/benoit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pope Yoda, the ancient and revered Catholic Master, lived his final years hiding on the swamp city of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Vatican&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. This could be the title of this cartoon.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don’t get me wrong I love Yoda the Jedi Master, and I would love to believe that the pope is just a little bit like him, but I can’t. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Anyway… is my wishful thinking. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This great cartoon is on exhibition in Sintra it’s the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; prize caricature of the &lt;a href="http://wpc.madbug.com/wpc.asp?SID=0&amp;amp;lang=en"&gt;World Press Cartoon.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Exhibition will be at Centro Olga Cadaval in &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;Sintra&lt;/st1:city&gt;,  &lt;st1:country-region&gt;Portugal&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; from April 21 till &lt;st1:date year="2006" day="20" month="5"&gt;May 20, 2006&lt;/st1:date&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-114684719724230324?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/114684719724230324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=114684719724230324&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/114684719724230324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/114684719724230324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2006/05/pope-yoda.html' title='Pope Yoda'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-114586869649784917</id><published>2006-04-24T08:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-25T08:21:22.360Z</updated><title type='text'>April 24 -30, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3126/787/1600/turnoffposter2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3126/787/400/turnoffposter2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn of television week; think about the effect that television as on your live, how it shapes your thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Get in perspective, imagine that television is watching you, scary isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look at the site &lt;a href="http://www.adbusters.org/metas/psycho/tvturnoff/"&gt;http://www.adbusters.org/metas/psycho/tvturnoff/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-114586869649784917?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/114586869649784917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=114586869649784917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/114586869649784917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/114586869649784917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-24-30-2006_24.html' title='April 24 -30, 2006'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-114516560007339677</id><published>2006-04-14T05:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-16T06:01:07.890Z</updated><title type='text'>Evil is the impotence of the will to release them self’s from the slavery of inclinations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href=""&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="virgem" src="http://static.flickr.com/56/129249487_2f48c17d14_o.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this post is about advertising in a time that the Blessed Virgin Mary helped to sell coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href=""&gt;&lt;img height="345" alt="encerite" src="http://static.flickr.com/54/129247680_2f95bad2f2_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;These objects are from the thirties, it’s really easy to see the social representations of that time, maybe because those images or experiences are so far from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href=""&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="farinha" src="http://static.flickr.com/52/129248690_57a61bc126.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It is the representation that makes the object possible rather than the object that makes the representation possible. This introduced the human mind as an active originator of experience rather than just a passive recipient of perception.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-114516560007339677?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/114516560007339677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=114516560007339677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/114516560007339677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/114516560007339677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2006/04/evil-is-impotence-of-will-to-release.html' title='Evil is the impotence of the will to release them self’s from the slavery of inclinations'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-114435127856081313</id><published>2006-04-06T19:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-06T19:28:47.273Z</updated><title type='text'>Que dias há que n’alma me tem posto um não sei quê, que nasce não sei onde ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/45/124324707_17df5377a2_o.png" width="640" height="480" alt="theblackrider" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busque Amor novas artes, novo engenho,&lt;br /&gt;Para matar-me, e novas esquivanças;&lt;br /&gt;que não pode tirar-me as esperanças,&lt;br /&gt;que mal me tirará o que eu não tenho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhai de que esperanças me mantenho!&lt;br /&gt;Vede que perigosas seguranças!&lt;br /&gt;Que não temo contrastes nem mudanças,&lt;br /&gt;andando em bravo mar, perdido o lenho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, conquanto não pode haver desgosto&lt;br /&gt;onde esperança falta, lá me esconde&lt;br /&gt;Amor um mal, que mata e não se vê.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que dias há que n’alma me tem posto&lt;br /&gt;um não sei quê, que nasce não sei onde,&lt;br /&gt;vem não sei como, e dói não sei porquê.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonetos de Camões&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-114435127856081313?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-114103252073427800</id><published>2006-02-27T09:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-27T09:57:54.406Z</updated><title type='text'>re-engage with the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.adbusters.org/home/"target="_blank" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/105186895_38a6f538f2_o.gif" width="452" height="344" alt="go to adbusters" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-114103252073427800?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/114103252073427800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=114103252073427800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/114103252073427800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/114103252073427800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2006/02/re-engage-with-world.html' title='re-engage with the world'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-112995700237646606</id><published>2005-10-22T04:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-22T05:03:44.710Z</updated><title type='text'>Todos à cinemateca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cinemateca.pt/programacao.asp" target="_blank" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/54759427_70a183cd32.jpg" width="355" height="500" alt="ir para site da cinemateca" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava eu a pensar que devia chamar atenção dos amigos para irem à cinemateca rever ou ver Ivan o terrível do Eisenstein, e o VERTIGO do Hitchcock , e logo depois na programação aparecem vários filmes do João César Monteiro e mais à frente os filmes do Nicholas Ray ….&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei na dúvida… qual dos filmes falar …. Por isso vejam o programa de cinemateca …. Só estou a escrever isto porque sei que o pessoal anda distraído … e só gosta de grandes efeitos de produção e argumentos rebuscados .&lt;br /&gt;A ESSES, eu digo:&lt;br /&gt;- Vejam EISENSTEIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.cinemateca.pt/programacao.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="353" alt="ir para site da cinemateca" src="http://static.flickr.com/24/54757208_ceccc065f5_o.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu cá, como sou fã, vou aproveitar para ver Nicholas Ray. Vai passar: They Live By Night; The Lusty Men; On Dangerous Ground;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me com sorte, é que ainda por cima tenho horário para ver … é claro que existem outras pérolas … mas infelizmente ainda não é desta …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-112995700237646606?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/112995700237646606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=112995700237646606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/112995700237646606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/112995700237646606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/10/todos-cinemateca.html' title='Todos à cinemateca'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-112903837827163223</id><published>2005-10-11T13:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-11T14:26:03.433Z</updated><title type='text'>há coisas que ninguém quer perder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.madragoafilmes.pt/alice/index.html"target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="265" alt="ir para o site do filme" src="http://static.flickr.com/33/51543266_31a8079966_o.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostei muito de Alice, gostei logo no início da escuridão da sala. Fiquei a pensar …bom antigamente o cinema português tinha uma qualidade de som deplorável agora deve ser moda fazer filmes escuros.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não, enganei-me.&lt;br /&gt;A certa altura já estava a perguntar-me:&lt;br /&gt;- Mas que raio, porque é tão escuro?&lt;br /&gt;Passei do preconceito à questão.&lt;br /&gt;Devo dizer que foi na cena da piscina que compreendi. Por essa altura estava já sem ar, e tudo me parecia um grande exercício de estilo… Mas o azul e a luz da piscina, aliás toda a sequência, fez-me acreditar no filme. Tinha deixado de ser aflitivo e passado a ser acolhedor. Se é que alguma vez podia ser. Naquela pausa para respirar senti que estava a ser respeitada, que me queriam contar uma história e contavam com a minha atenção.&lt;br /&gt;O filme passa a ser estranhamente quente, existe na chuva, no nebuloso, uma luz fraca que resulta em agasalho. Faz lembrar aquela luz que acendemos quando vamos espreitar um bebé que está a dormir e não o queremos acordar, vamos só confirmar que está bem…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos deixados nessa luz com uma história assustadora. A história de como sobreviver à perda de alguém que amamos, como encontrar um sentido para aceitar esse facto, quando nada parece fazer sentido? Como é que controlamos a realidade? Povoamos as cidades de câmaras até encontrarmos o que queremos? Como aceitar o vazio sem reagir? é preciso fazer alguma coisa para encontrar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como Mário Cláudio pergunta &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Amadeu&lt;/strong&gt; "Na trama de relações que constituem a história (...) somos nós que nos buscamos ou o encontro objectivo que se dá?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se é preciso ir em busca de, para encontrar, para que é que serve uma estratégia, para nos enredarmos nela?&lt;br /&gt;A estratégia ou quotidiano apenas talvez sirva para suportar a ausência, para conseguir sobreviver. No final do filme já sem distanciamento para poder acreditar. Mário ficou embrenhado na estratégia, tal como nós vamos ficando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para encontrar é preciso acreditar. Em todos nós, como nos rostos da multidão, falta acreditar. Estamos tão fechados dentro dos nossos mecanismos de ida e volta, onde todos os acessos são circulares, que mesmo que esteja na nossa frente outra realidade, já não acreditamos… estamos loucos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já perceberam porque gostei?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-112903837827163223?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/112903837827163223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/112903837827163223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/10/h-coisas-que-ningum-quer-perder.html' title='há coisas que ninguém quer perder'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-112851297594893774</id><published>2005-10-05T11:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-05T18:17:06.523Z</updated><title type='text'>Breathless/ À Bout de Souffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="420" alt="a_bout_de_souffle" src="http://static.flickr.com/24/49632119_d0de977f35_o.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Acossado&lt;br /&gt;Título original: À Bout de Souffle&lt;br /&gt;De: Jean-Luc Godard&lt;br /&gt;Argumento: François Truffaut, Jean-Luc Godard&lt;br /&gt;Com: Daniel Boulanger, Jean Seberg, Jean-Paul Belmondo&lt;br /&gt;Género: Cri, Dra, Rom&lt;br /&gt;Classificacao: M/12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dia 5 e 6 de Outubro no Nimas&lt;br /&gt;14h30, 17h, 19h30, 22h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A não perder para quem ainda não viu.&lt;br /&gt;Fica o aviso para quem deseja rever, não é todos os dias…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-112851297594893774?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/112851297594893774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=112851297594893774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/112851297594893774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="MsoNormal"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt; I should die,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And you should live,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And time should gurgle on,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And morn should beam,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="12"&gt;noon&lt;/st1:time&gt; should burn,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: right" align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As it has usual done;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If birds should build as early,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And bees as bustling go,—&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One might depart at option&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From enterprise below!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: right" align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;’T is sweet to know that stocks will stand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we with daisies lie,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That commerce will continue,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And trades as briskly fly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It makes the parting tranquil&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keeps the soul serene,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That gentleman so sprightly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Conduct the pleasing scene&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Emily Dickinson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(1830–86)&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/10277311-112213185559772758?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/112213185559772758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=112213185559772758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/112213185559772758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/112213185559772758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/07/time-and-eternity.html' title='Time and Eternity'/><author><name>Daniel 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-112015230121563918</id><published>2005-06-30T17:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-01T15:27:36.450Z</updated><title type='text'>Ladies Kitchen Accesory</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="313" alt="Ladies Kitchen Accesory" src="http://photos18.flickr.com/22599979_cb2cd4c805_o.jpg" width="340" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ana send me this picture, thanks sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was without any ideas how to start talking about one movie, &lt;strong&gt;Sin city&lt;/strong&gt;, By Frank Miller and Robert Rodriguez.&lt;br /&gt;And them I got this picture and this morning the tree outside the apartment where I live, was complete destroyed, they didn’t take the logs to used in a fire or to use as another thing.&lt;br /&gt;Or should I say we destroyed a living creature with no purpose, just because the tree will be in the middle of a parking area ...&lt;br /&gt;and that is not nice, it goes against some fancy architect plan so...&lt;br /&gt;Let’s break it in pieces and mix with other plants and earth and transport it in a big truck.&lt;br /&gt;I’m still in shock,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand how this was possible; all my life I saw that tree, that tree was a part of my life. To be honest that tree was more important to me that many of my neighbors are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no respect for things that live with us, we are very near to become&lt;strong&gt; Sin &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;city&lt;/strong&gt;. And that was one of the reasons that I like the movie, is so near to what we are, empty, black and white creatures, eating each other and keeping the heads as trophies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-112015230121563918?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/112015230121563918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=112015230121563918&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/112015230121563918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/112015230121563918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/06/ladies-kitchen-accesory.html' title='Ladies Kitchen Accesory'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-111629638610782978</id><published>2005-05-17T02:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-01T15:30:48.610Z</updated><title type='text'>Hoje na cinemateca!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="800" alt="François Truffaut" src="http://photos11.flickr.com/14248894_797faf37ed_o.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;François Truffaut na Cinemateca Portuguesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A não perder!&lt;br /&gt;Em Maio e Junho deste ano de 2005, a Cinemateca Portuguesa-Museu do Cinema, em colaboração com o Instituto Franco-Português, apresentará uma retrospectiva integral da obra de François Truffaut (1932-85), composta por vinte e uma longas-metragens e três curtas-metragens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejam o programa e bons filmes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemateca.pt/imgs/programacao/doc.pdf"&gt;http://www.cinemateca.pt/imgs/programacao/doc.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-111629638610782978?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/111629638610782978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=111629638610782978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111629638610782978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111629638610782978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/05/hoje-na-cinemateca.html' title='Hoje na cinemateca!'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-111629309887669518</id><published>2005-05-17T01:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-17T03:44:21.653Z</updated><title type='text'>Writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/14237037_759a489993.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="calvin-writing" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-111629309887669518?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/111629309887669518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=111629309887669518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111629309887669518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111629309887669518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/05/writing_17.html' title='Writing'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-111592010770962432</id><published>2005-05-12T17:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-16T06:40:13.896Z</updated><title type='text'>“Der Untergang” or in English “The downfall” by Oliver Hirschbiegel</title><content type='html'>A German movie about Hitler and the end of the second world war that raises very interesting questions:&lt;br /&gt;What can we do as individuals to prevent the destruction of other human beings and the destruction of a civilization?&lt;br /&gt;What is our role as individuals in the history of our country?&lt;br /&gt;How did we all let this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lived in Germany a small number of discussions ended talking about the war. All my friends were born after it, and they talked more about the Americans and the division of Germany (I lived in the west side of Germany), and how families got separated, than about the reasons that led to the war, or the war it self. Some of my friends didn’t feel at all responsible for what had happened and they didn’t think that their family was responsible, because they didn’t know what National Socialism was, and they were just defending their country. On the other hand I also had friends that thought that not knowing is no excuse, they should have known and as a nation they should have prevented the war. And I remember that the uncomfortable question was how did we let this happen? And if it happens one time could it happen again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember once ending a conversation telling my friend: if you are responsible because you belong, you are a part of the German people then I‘m also responsible, because I belong to a nation and to a people that do nothing to prevent it from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this movie I got the impression that finally Germans are looking in to and thinking about their history. And it’s not through the eyes of the American occupation force that for years showed Germans as being Nazis or evil and Hitler as a monster.&lt;br /&gt;They are looking at each other not with a guilty or victimized feeling but with an open heart, and this is a victory for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.ulay.net/ULAY_AFTERIMAGES/sieges_7.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="360" alt="Siegessäule" src="http://photos9.flickr.com/13580906_0d0eb7fbfb_o.jpg" width="549" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this photo was taken from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ulay.net/ULAY_AFTERIMAGES/sieges_7.html"&gt;http://www.ulay.net/ULAY_AFTERIMAGES/sieges_7.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-111592010770962432?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/111592010770962432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=111592010770962432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111592010770962432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111592010770962432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/05/der-untergang-or-in-english-downfall.html' title='“Der Untergang” or in English “The downfall” by Oliver Hirschbiegel'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-111433985431699306</id><published>2005-04-24T10:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-24T10:56:30.356Z</updated><title type='text'>Universal Declaration of Human Rights</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Preamble&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas recognition of the inherent dignity and of the equal and inalienable rights of all members of the human family is the foundation of freedom, justice and peace in the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas disregard and contempt for human rights have resulted in barbarous acts which have outraged the conscience of mankind, and the advent of a world in which human beings shall enjoy freedom of speech and belief and freedom from fear and want has been proclaimed as the highest aspiration of the common people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas it is essential, if man is not to be compelled to have recourse, as a last resort, to rebellion against tyranny and oppression, that human rights should be protected by the rule of law,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas it is essential to promote the development of friendly relations between nations,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas the peoples of the United Nations have in the Charter reaffirmed their faith in fundamental human rights, in the dignity and worth of the human person and in the equal rights of men and women and have determined to promote social progress and better standards of life in larger freedom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas Member States have pledged themselves to achieve, in cooperation with the United Nations, the promotion of universal respect for and observance of human rights and fundamental freedoms,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas a common understanding of these rights and freedoms is of the greatest importance for the full realization of this pledge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, therefore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The General Assembly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proclaims this Universal Declaration of Human Rights as a common standard of achievement for all peoples and all nations, to the end that every individual and every organ of society, keeping this Declaration constantly in mind, shall strive by teaching and education to promote respect for these rights and freedoms and by progressive measures, national and international, to secure their universal and effective recognition and observance, both among the peoples of Member States themselves and among the peoples of territories under their jurisdiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 1 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights. They are endowed with reason and conscience and should act towards one another in a spirit of brotherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is entitled to all the rights and freedoms set forth in this Declaration, without distinction of any kind, such as race, colour, sex, language, religion, political or other opinion, national or social origin, property, birth or other status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, no distinction shall be made on the basis of the political, jurisdictional or international status of the country or territory to which a person belongs, whether it be independent, trust, non-self-governing or under any other limitation of sovereignty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 3 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to life, liberty and security of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 4 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one shall be held in slavery or servitude; slavery and the slave trade shall be prohibited in all their forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 5 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one shall be subjected to torture or to cruel, inhuman or degrading treatment or punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to recognition everywhere as a person before the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All are equal before the law and are entitled without any discrimination to equal protection of the law. All are entitled to equal protection against any discrimination in violation of this Declaration and against any incitement to such discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to an effective remedy by the competent national tribunals for acts violating the fundamental rights granted him by the constitution or by law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 9 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one shall be subjected to arbitrary arrest, detention or exile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 10 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is entitled in full equality to a fair and public hearing by an independent and impartial tribunal, in the determination of his rights and obligations and of any criminal charge against him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 11 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone charged with a penal offence has the right to be presumed innocent until proved guilty according to law in a public trial at which he has had all the guarantees necessary for his defence.&lt;br /&gt;No one shall be held guilty of any penal offence on account of any act or omission which did not constitute a penal offence, under national or international law, at the time when it was committed. Nor shall a heavier penalty be imposed than the one that was applicable at the time the penal offence was committed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 12 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one shall be subjected to arbitrary interference with his privacy, family, home or correspondence, nor to attacks upon his honour and reputation. Everyone has the right to the protection of the law against such interference or attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 13 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to freedom of movement and residence within the borders of each State.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to leave any country, including his own, and to return to his country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 14 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to seek and to enjoy in other countries asylum from persecution.&lt;br /&gt;This right may not be invoked in the case of prosecutions genuinely arising from non-political crimes or from acts contrary to the purposes and principles of the United Nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 15 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to a nationality.&lt;br /&gt;No one shall be arbitrarily deprived of his nationality nor denied the right to change his nationality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 16 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men and women of full age, without any limitation due to race, nationality or religion, have the right to marry and to found a family. They are entitled to equal rights as to marriage, during marriage and at its dissolution.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage shall be entered into only with the free and full consent of the intending spouses.&lt;br /&gt;The family is the natural and fundamental group unit of society and is entitled to protection by society and the State.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 17 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to own property alone as well as in association with others.&lt;br /&gt;No one shall be arbitrarily deprived of his property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 18 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to freedom of thought, conscience and religion; this right includes freedom to change his religion or belief, and freedom, either alone or in community with others and in public or private, to manifest his religion or belief in teaching, practice, worship and observance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 19 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any media and regardless of frontiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 20 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to freedom of peaceful assembly and association.&lt;br /&gt;No one may be compelled to belong to an association.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 21 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to take part in the government of his country, directly or through freely chosen representatives.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to equal access to public service in his country.&lt;br /&gt;The will of the people shall be the basis of the authority of government; this will shall be expressed in periodic and genuine elections which shall be by universal and equal suffrage and shall be held by secret vote or by equivalent free voting procedures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 22 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, as a member of society, has the right to social security and is entitled to realization, through national effort and international co-operation and in accordance with the organization and resources of each State, of the economic, social and cultural rights indispensable for his dignity and the free development of his personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 23 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to work, to free choice of employment, to just and favourable conditions of work and to protection against unemployment.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, without any discrimination, has the right to equal pay for equal work.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who works has the right to just and favourable remuneration ensuring for himself and his family an existence worthy of human dignity, and supplemented, if necessary, by other means of social protection.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to form and to join trade unions for the protection of his interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 24 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to rest and leisure, including reasonable limitation of working hours and periodic holidays with pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 25 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to a standard of living adequate for the health and well-being of himself and of his family, including food, clothing, housing and medical care and necessary social services, and the right to security in the event of unemployment, sickness, disability, widowhood, old age or other lack of livelihood in circumstances beyond his control.&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood and childhood are entitled to special care and assistance. All children, whether born in or out of wedlock, shall enjoy the same social protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 26 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to education. Education shall be free, at least in the elementary and fundamental stages. Elementary education shall be compulsory. Technical and professional education shall be made generally available and higher education shall be equally accessible to all on the basis of merit.&lt;br /&gt;Education shall be directed to the full development of the human personality and to the strengthening of respect for human rights and fundamental freedoms. It shall promote understanding, tolerance and friendship among all nations, racial or religious groups, and shall further the activities of the United Nations for the maintenance of peace.&lt;br /&gt;Parents have a prior right to choose the kind of education that shall be given to their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 27 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right freely to participate in the cultural life of the community, to enjoy the arts and to share in scientific advancement and its benefits.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the right to the protection of the moral and material interests resulting from any scientific, literary or artistic production of which he is the author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 28 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is entitled to a social and international order in which the rights and freedoms set forth in this Declaration can be fully realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 29 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has duties to the community in which alone the free and full development of his personality is possible.&lt;br /&gt;In the exercise of his rights and freedoms, everyone shall be subject only to such limitations as are determined by law solely for the purpose of securing due recognition and respect for the rights and freedoms of others and of meeting the just requirements of morality, public order and the general welfare in a democratic society.&lt;br /&gt;These rights and freedoms may in no case be exercised contrary to the purposes and principles of the United Nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 30 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in this Declaration may be interpreted as implying for any State, group or person any right to engage in any activity or to perform any act aimed at the destruction of any of the rights and freedoms set forth herein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;© The Office of the High Commissioner for Human Rights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHCHR-UNOG&lt;br /&gt;8-14 Avenue de la Paix&lt;br /&gt;1211 Geneva 10, Switzerland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+41 22 917-9000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:udhr@ohchr.org"&gt;udhr@ohchr.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unhchr.ch/udhr/index.htm"&gt;http://www.unhchr.ch/udhr/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unhchr.ch/udhr/index.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-111433985431699306?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/111433985431699306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=111433985431699306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111433985431699306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111433985431699306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/04/universal-declaration-of-human-rights.html' title='Universal Declaration of Human Rights'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-111142923371649881</id><published>2005-03-21T18:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-21T18:20:33.716Z</updated><title type='text'>Amar</title><content type='html'>No início desta Primavera borrifada, gostava de partilhar convosco este poema de Amor. Amor grande, o que ama todas as coisas e que nos ata ao mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Que pode uma criatura senão,&lt;br /&gt;entre criaturas, amar?&lt;br /&gt;amar e esquecer,&lt;br /&gt;amar e malamar,&lt;br /&gt;amar, desamar, amar?&lt;br /&gt;sempre, e até de olhos vidrados, amar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que pode, pergunto, o ser amoroso,&lt;br /&gt;sozinho, em rotação universal, senão&lt;br /&gt;rodar também, e amar?&lt;br /&gt;amar o que o mar traz à praia,&lt;br /&gt;e o que ele sepulta, e o que, na brisa marinha,&lt;br /&gt;é sal, ou precisão de amor, ou simples ânsia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar solenemente as palmas do deserto,&lt;br /&gt;o que é entrega ou adoração expectante,&lt;br /&gt;e amar o inóspito, o áspero,&lt;br /&gt;um vaso sem flor, um chão de ferro,&lt;br /&gt;e o peito inerte, e a rua vista em sonho, e uma ave de rapina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este o nosso destino: amor sem conta,&lt;br /&gt;distribuído pelas coisas pérfidas ou nulas,&lt;br /&gt;doação ilimitada a uma completa ingratidão,&lt;br /&gt;e na concha vazia do amor a procura medrosa,&lt;br /&gt;paciente, de mais e mais amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar a nossa falta mesma de amor, e na secura nossa&lt;br /&gt;amar a água implícita, e o beijo tácito, e a sede infinita."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-111142923371649881?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/111142923371649881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=111142923371649881&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111142923371649881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111142923371649881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/03/amar.html' title='Amar'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-111038819793619638</id><published>2005-03-09T17:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-09T17:35:05.606Z</updated><title type='text'>Narcissus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/6196008_51ccb05a3e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a &gt;if he never knows him self&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href=""&gt;Daniel Quinn&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-111038819793619638?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/111038819793619638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=111038819793619638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111038819793619638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111038819793619638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/03/narcissus.html' title='Narcissus'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-111038832043825655</id><published>2005-03-09T16:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-09T22:01:05.913Z</updated><title type='text'>This is about Narcissus and breaking eggs to make omelettes :</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“He waited and waited. At two thirty, he finally gave up and went to sleep. He waited the next night, and the night after that as well. Just as he was about to abandon his scheme, realizing that he had been wrong in all his assumptions, the phone rang again. It was May nineteenth. He would remember that date because it was his parent's anniversary--or would have been, had his parents been alive--and his mother had once told him that he had been conceived of her wedding night. This fact had always appealed to him--being able to pinpoint the first moment of his existence--and over the years he had privately celebrated his birthday on that day. This time it was somewhat earlier than on the other two nights--not yet eleven o'clock--and as he reached for the phone he assumed it was someone else. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Hello?" he said Again, there was a silence on the other end. Quinn knew at once that it was the stranger. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Hello?" he said again. "What can I do for you?" "Yes," said the voice at last. The same mechanical whisper, the same desperate tone. "Yes. It is indeed now. Without delay." "What is needed?" "To speak. Right now. To speak right now. Yes." "And who do you want to speak to?" "Always the same man. Auster. The one who calls himself Paul Auster. This time Quinn did not hesitate. He knew what he was going to do, and now that the time had come, he did it. "Speaking," he said. "This is Paul Auster speaking." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in &lt;em&gt;the city of glass&lt;/em&gt; by Paul Auster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wondering inside our thoughts for hours and don’t find nothing, I call this silence. Quinn lives in this silence, pretending and yearning to be someone else. This inner search is then replaced by a new identity. He masks him self with different characters and because he is too much absorb with his own world he is out of the world.&lt;br /&gt;I have the feeling that Quinn in “the city of glass” is an outsider. He lives in a state of mind. He is really involved with his own thoughts and speculations about others. Not with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much does he get involve?&lt;br /&gt;What is he really looking for? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And us, the readers:&lt;br /&gt;Are we just sitting there like Humpty Dumpty, playing with words and never dare to fall …and if we don’t fall, how can we be human?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the story "Through the looking glass" by Lewis Carrol, Humpty Dumpty never actually fall out of the wall, so he never breaks.&lt;br /&gt;If humpty dumpty is a metaphor for human kind , and&lt;br /&gt;If we all are sitting on a wall, what are we trying to restore? What was never broken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we like Humpty, eggs, so not born yet?&lt;br /&gt;His he alive? Yes, but not a living soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a living soul means being involve with, being a part of .In the bible sense, dust of the ground. I will explain with a quote from the Bible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.” GENESIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being involved or a part of something it’s to make choices and be full aware of our responsibility and commitment with life, because we have a meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be a living soul is an active process. So when you say that advertising creative are Humpty Dumtpys sitting on the wall, I laugh and agree! Many of them are, you are right, because they forget to be complete human beings that have a soul that have a meaning for existing. And they put them selves in a position of outsiders looking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m writing about Humpty Dumtpy and “the city of glass” because I read an article that a friend wrote about the book “the city of glass” by Paul Auster. And he wanted to know what I thought about it, so I decided to tell here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He lifts all these interesting questions related with some issues up bring by the book. For all of you that didn’t reed the book (you should), the fundamental questions raise by the book are: the fall of civilization, the loss of language, the isolation of the post modern human, and how people live divide by thin glass walls.&lt;br /&gt;About the article and for the Portuguese people is from the magazine called Alice page 65. so if you are interested go and find it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I liked very much the article and he is really sarcastic to the advertising creative guys.&lt;br /&gt;The fundamental question that he puts in the article is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If is just creative that live in some kind of virtual existence that is about to become real but never achieves its potential? (I don’t know if he agrees with this translation, I did my best) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I would say to him that I don’t think it is just them, and is something that I have notice in all kind of creative people; movie directors, writers...It’s a fashion or maybe a psychological mutation that human kind is experiencing, this mutation can be describe as a desire for emotional bond without giving your self completely . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People want to be loved and at the same time stay sited on the wall ... so what we have is a bunch of people in love with their own thoughts, sitting in tall buildings looking at their self reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-111038832043825655?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/111038832043825655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=111038832043825655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111038832043825655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/111038832043825655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-is-about-narcissus-and-breaking.html' title='This is about Narcissus and breaking eggs to make omelettes :'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-110969243364287853</id><published>2005-03-01T15:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-01T15:53:53.643Z</updated><title type='text'>Obrigada linda!</title><content type='html'>Pois é claro que és tu.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado pela música. &lt;br /&gt;Gostei tanto que fica aqui o poema.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luiza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rua, &lt;br /&gt;Espada nua &lt;br /&gt;Bóia no céu imensa e amarela &lt;br /&gt;Tão redonda a lua &lt;br /&gt;Como flutua &lt;br /&gt;Vem navegando o azul do firmamento &lt;br /&gt;E no silêncio lento &lt;br /&gt;Um trovador, cheio de estrelas &lt;br /&gt;Escuta agora a canção que eu fiz &lt;br /&gt;Pra te esquecer Luiza &lt;br /&gt;Eu sou apenas um pobre amador &lt;br /&gt;Apaixonado &lt;br /&gt;Um aprendiz do teu amor &lt;br /&gt;Acorda amor &lt;br /&gt;Que eu sei que em baixo desta neve mora um coração &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem cá, Luiza &lt;br /&gt;Me dá tua mão &lt;br /&gt;O teu desejo é sempre o meu desejo &lt;br /&gt;Vem, me exorciza &lt;br /&gt;Dá-me tua boca &lt;br /&gt;E a rosa louca &lt;br /&gt;Vem me dar um beijo &lt;br /&gt;E um raio de sol &lt;br /&gt;Nos teus cabelos &lt;br /&gt;Como um brilhante que partindo a luz &lt;br /&gt;Explode em sete cores &lt;br /&gt;Revelando então os sete mil amores &lt;br /&gt;Que eu guardei somente pra te dar Luiza &lt;br /&gt;Luiza &lt;br /&gt;Luiza"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonio Carlos Jobim&lt;br /&gt;A música é do album Edu &amp; Tom ( Edu Lobo e Antonio Carlos Jobim )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-110969243364287853?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/110969243364287853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=110969243364287853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110969243364287853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110969243364287853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/03/obrigada-linda.html' title='Obrigada linda!'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-110791417332703973</id><published>2005-02-09T01:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-09T01:56:13.326Z</updated><title type='text'>Between Going and Staying</title><content type='html'>"Between going and staying the day wavers, &lt;br /&gt;in love with its own transparency. &lt;br /&gt;The circular afternoon is now a bay &lt;br /&gt;where the world in stillness rocks. &lt;br /&gt;All is visible and all elusive, &lt;br /&gt;all is near and can't be touched. &lt;br /&gt;Paper, book, pencil, glass, &lt;br /&gt;rest in the shade of their names. &lt;br /&gt;Time throbbing in my temples repeats &lt;br /&gt;the same unchanging syllable of blood. &lt;br /&gt;The light turns the indifferent wall &lt;br /&gt;into a ghostly theatre of reflections. &lt;br /&gt;I find myself in the middle of an eye, &lt;br /&gt;watching myself in its blank stare. &lt;br /&gt;The moment scatters. Motionless, &lt;br /&gt;I stay and go: I am a pause. "&lt;br /&gt;Octavio Paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-110791417332703973?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/110791417332703973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=110791417332703973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110791417332703973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110791417332703973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/02/between-going-and-staying.html' title='Between Going and Staying'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-110762615673113203</id><published>2005-02-05T17:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-01T18:56:45.160Z</updated><title type='text'>It's a wonderful life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4305235_6ec4de6b1f_o.jpg" width="275" height="330" alt="it's a wonderful life (1946)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask for the original title, and here it is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a wonderful life&lt;/em&gt;, Frank Capra, 1946.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reelclassics.com/Movies/Wonlife/wonlife.htm"&gt;http://www.reelclassics.com/Movies/Wonlife/wonlife.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-110762615673113203?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/110762615673113203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=110762615673113203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110762615673113203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110762615673113203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-wonderful-life.html' title='It&apos;s a wonderful life'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-110735107410002083</id><published>2005-02-02T13:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-01T18:55:44.916Z</updated><title type='text'>Hehehe!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4148175_54748008e8.jpg" width="339" height="475" alt="neon genesis evangelion" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I found the DVD of the movie&lt;br /&gt;Neon Genesis Evangelion vol. 1 &lt;br /&gt;I will let you know what I think of it …&lt;br /&gt;I just was so happy that&lt;br /&gt;I had to let you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-110735107410002083?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/110735107410002083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=110735107410002083&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110735107410002083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110735107410002083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/02/hehehe.html' title='Hehehe!!!'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-110721212367728187</id><published>2005-01-31T21:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-01T18:54:56.690Z</updated><title type='text'>"... a new breed of bottom up enterprise that does things differently: promotes ethics over profit, values over image, idealism over hype."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4067486_517bc7a6e2_o.jpg" width="304" height="420" alt="prozac" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I saw a post called &lt;strong&gt;"Red Dot, Black Spot"&lt;/strong&gt; in one of my favourite Portuguese blogges &lt;em&gt;Nefasto e Funesto Lda&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://nefastoefunesto.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://nefastoefunesto.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s about Adbusters, and sneakers… The blackspot sneaker. &lt;br /&gt;It’s a really interesting post and an interesting idea how you can fight back against capitalism and corporate enterprises by doing advertising campaigns whose "mission is to establish a worldwide consumer cooperative and to reassert consumer sovereignty over capitalism." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adbusters.org/metas/corpo/blackspotsneaker/  "&gt;http://adbusters.org/metas/corpo/blackspotsneaker/  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can notice how you can have a responsible attitude when you buy something … like brand clothes… that can help fight the exploitation of children in the east, well, everywhere. Maybe you can notice that those brand clothes are the result of a hypocritical economic policy and could never look good on anybody. &lt;br /&gt;It’s true that you can’t stop what is going on, just by not buying brand clothes, but it’s also true that you can &lt;br /&gt;“Rethink the cool”… that’s their slogan for a campaign against NIKE…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-110721212367728187?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/110721212367728187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=110721212367728187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110721212367728187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110721212367728187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-breed-of-bottom-up-enterprise-that.html' title='&quot;... a new breed of bottom up enterprise that does things differently: promotes ethics over profit, values over image, idealism over hype.&quot;'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-110720623787072286</id><published>2005-01-31T21:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-06T14:53:32.666Z</updated><title type='text'>Hiroshima Mon Amour</title><content type='html'>The collage &lt;strong&gt;My first journey to the east&lt;/strong&gt; (see previous posts) was made based on two concepts: the inside and outside in architecture. It’s a part of a work I did about concepts related to architecture such as dimension, sound and light… It was a long time ago, so I don’t remember where I put the rest of the work… I just kept this collage, because it reminded me of the movie &lt;em&gt;Hiroshima Mon Amour&lt;/em&gt;, one of my favourite movies ever. That’s why I posted this work here, and that’s why it was one of the first pictures I have sent to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like in the movie, this picture is about balance between the inside with the bird and the outside with the city that surrounds and forms the background. This construction of the environment makes it possible for the bird to be in that position … in that weak balance. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the movie our memory would be the inside, and the outside is what is really happening, and our human way of being in control of the weight of our decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can we remember and what are we able to forget? &lt;br /&gt;How do we control that balance?&lt;br /&gt;These are the questions that the movie raises for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made that picture to answer to those questions. &lt;br /&gt;We don’t control the background but we can change the place where we fit and we can build the structure to be in balance. And in one moment, like that bird, we can feel that we are in balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-110720623787072286?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/110720623787072286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=110720623787072286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110720623787072286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110720623787072286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/01/hiroshima-mon-amour.html' title='Hiroshima Mon Amour'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-110652621952239493</id><published>2005-01-24T01:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-06T14:49:26.420Z</updated><title type='text'>Acknowledgments</title><content type='html'> &lt;em&gt;The journey to the East&lt;/em&gt; is for you. It’s just a way I found to tell you how important you have been in my life for the past six mouths. It’s a space where you can find me ...well, at least one part of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-110652621952239493?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/110652621952239493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=110652621952239493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110652621952239493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110652621952239493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/01/acknowledgments.html' title='Acknowledgments'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10277311.post-110651713828461689</id><published>2005-01-23T21:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-01T18:53:02.346Z</updated><title type='text'>My first journey east</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/3718255_0dd53b9ea8_b.jpg" width="366" height="500" alt=";)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23617265@N00/3718255/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inside/outside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/23617265@N00/"&gt;Daniel Quinn&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10277311-110651713828461689?l=thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/feeds/110651713828461689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10277311&amp;postID=110651713828461689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110651713828461689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10277311/posts/default/110651713828461689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejourneytotheeast.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-first-journey-east.html' title='My first journey east'/><author><name>Daniel Quinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04989685342481947974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
