<?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-7583043976470811647</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:26:52.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBB . Online</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7583043976470811647.post-170854013632917007</id><published>2009-08-03T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T04:30:01.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>03. by Aristóteles</title><content type='html'>Excelência é uma arte que se domina com treino e habituação. Não agimos correctamente porque temos a virtude da exclência, mas podemos possuí-la porque agimos correctamente. Nós somos aquilo que fazemos repetidamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excelência, portanto, não é um acto, mas um hábito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-170854013632917007?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/170854013632917007/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=170854013632917007' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/170854013632917007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/170854013632917007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/08/03-by-aristoteles.html' title='03. by Aristóteles'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-3928238586631756944</id><published>2009-04-16T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:29:37.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16. O que já não temos</title><content type='html'>Só quando não o temos é que sabemos o que perdemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vezes. Não interessa quantas. Acontece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De certo já te aconteceu dares por ti a pensar em algo ou alguém. Nada de incomum até aqui. O que vem depois é que pode mesmo chegar a mudar personalidades.&lt;br /&gt;Falo de amizade, falo de mais que isso... Falo de arrependimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes temos amigos que nos fazem felizes e sentir bem. Arrancam uma gargalhada de um coração coberto de negro e que por mais estúpidos que pareçam eles são importantes para nós. O que eu quero dizer, é que consciente ou inconscientemente nem sempre lhes damos o devido valor ou a atenção merecida, esperando sempre o máximo deles para nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarde demais encontramo-nos a pensar profundamente nisso e em todas as implicações. O que podia ter sido feito para evitar a presente situação e o que não estamos a fazer neste momento para resolver isso. Esta última parte muita gente esquece, mas é, sem dúvida, a fundamental. É no agora que nos encontramos. A diferença está no hoje que percebemos que errámos! Foi hoje que "mudámos" a nossa forma de pensar e nos apercebemos do que somos e de quem está ao nosso lado. Se esse alguém nos faz falta longe, há que lutar para o trazer de volta. Não basta pedir desculpa e dizer arrependimento; há que mostrar o quanto essa pessoa é importante é para nós e o quanto a queremos outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A amizade não é uma luta difícil, é uma luta justa. Só temos que fazer o que sentimos e o que está certo, porque se são amigos tudo irá ao sítio certo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanta conversa e dizem: ok, já percebi, e então? A ideia é matar este arrependimento que dói mais a cada dia que passa e que esse alguém não se aproxima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A solução é simples e muitas vezes não é posta em prática por parecer demasiado óbvia, ou a alguns nem sequer parecer. Encaremos, por um dia que seja, a amizade como um jardim e não como uma luta.&lt;br /&gt;A luta pode tornar-se difícil, ou mesmo inalcançável para quem se acha fraco. Um jardim só tem de ser cuidado. Não temos de o regar todos os dias, até porque nem todas as plantas são iguais: umas mais bonitas, outras mais frágeis. Tentemos, então, ter em maior atenção as que precisam de ser regadas todos os dias e tratemos as mais duras, mas que lá continuam sempre para nós , com o mesmo carinho (respeito).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para teres de novo a alegria de olhares para a flor, faz o que está certo. Depois de lhe dizeres como te sentes arrependido e que queres melhorar as coisas, trata esse alguém com o carinho que merece. Por vezes basta um desculpa, um olhar sincero, um leve sorriso de dentro, um abraço apertado, um sussurro ao ouvido, um bater de coração para mudar tudo, porque é tudo o que é preciso para mudar e é tudo o que conta para aquela relação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se no teu caso, perdido como estás, não sabes mesmo o que fazer e achas que tudo o que disse até aqui não tem sentido pára de ler isto! Sai daqui, vai ter com esse alguém e diz-lhe simplesmente a verdade! Estás arrependido e não sabes o que fazer para melhorar a situação. E disto estou certo: se o que vos liga é verdadeiro, então terás a resposta que aqui procuras e logo verás que valeu a pena arriscar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz o que está certo, porque o que está certo é o que te faz feliz. Luta por uma amizade que muitas terás. Vive o momento! Agora que é quando podes.&lt;br /&gt;Aproveita ao máximo, seja com quem for, quebrando estereótipos e preconceitos. Não vivas para os outros, não penses no que não tem fim. Tudo vale a pena, quando a alma não é pequena - assim dizia Fernando Pessoa, e ainda hoje faz eco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que quiseres muito algo, lembra-te da única coisa que conta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's short. One day, it's gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-3928238586631756944?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/3928238586631756944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=3928238586631756944' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/3928238586631756944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/3928238586631756944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/04/16-o-que-ja-nao-temos.html' title='16. O que já não temos'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-5671693320894191581</id><published>2009-04-15T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:47:31.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15. In 'Felizmente há luar'</title><content type='html'>Dá-me uma morte que não me mate de vergonha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-5671693320894191581?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/5671693320894191581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=5671693320894191581' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5671693320894191581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5671693320894191581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-felizmente-ha-luar.html' title='15. In &apos;Felizmente há luar&apos;'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-2406651894754856677</id><published>2009-04-13T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:50:40.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13. #019</title><content type='html'>São tantas as portas que se nos fecham, que acabamos por ter medo das que se abrem à nossa frente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-2406651894754856677?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/2406651894754856677/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=2406651894754856677' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2406651894754856677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2406651894754856677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/04/13-019.html' title='13. #019'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-6993242977124600811</id><published>2009-03-20T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:40:15.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20. Tempo</title><content type='html'>A má notícia é que o tempo voa; a boa notícia é que nós somos os pilotos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-6993242977124600811?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/6993242977124600811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=6993242977124600811' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/6993242977124600811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/6993242977124600811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/03/20-tempo.html' title='20. Tempo'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-1547905275193220028</id><published>2009-03-16T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:27:40.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16. by Dalai Lama</title><content type='html'>Se um problema tem solução, não nos preocupemos. E se não tiver solução, para quê nos preocuparmos?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-1547905275193220028?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/1547905275193220028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=1547905275193220028' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/1547905275193220028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/1547905275193220028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/03/16-dalai-lama.html' title='16. by Dalai Lama'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-4899717255807896420</id><published>2009-03-11T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:20:15.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11. #018</title><content type='html'>Algumas quedas servem para que nos levantemos mais felizes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-4899717255807896420?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/4899717255807896420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=4899717255807896420' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4899717255807896420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4899717255807896420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/03/11-021.html' title='11. #018'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-3838842878055065520</id><published>2009-02-27T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:47:35.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>27. #017</title><content type='html'>Every sin leaves a mark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-3838842878055065520?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/3838842878055065520/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=3838842878055065520' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/3838842878055065520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/3838842878055065520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/02/27-021.html' title='27. #017'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-1007874029032195851</id><published>2009-02-22T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:56:46.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22. Visão de felicidade por um infeliz</title><content type='html'>A felicidade é como um muro, construído pedra a pedra. Muitos são os que desejam ser perfeitos para poderem viver a sua felicidade, porém são coisas opostas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade provém da vida que tem de ser sentida/vivida. Uma rotina perfeita seria sempre igual e seria chata, não seria perfeita: seria a imperfeição do perfeito. Há, então, que viver como somos sem pensar como somos ou tentar compreender a compreensão. Isso é decifrar um paradigma, tal como: “esta frase é falsa”, e isso não é viver, logo, não é ser feliz. Feliz é ser único, é ser eu; é saber amar essa diferença e tirar partido dela. Todos os dias deves sorrir às dificuldades e aprender com os erros – não para seres perfeito, mas para seres melhor e mais feliz. De nada serve um sacrifício sem um propósito, seria partir uma pedra sem a pôr no muro. Viver cada momento e esperar que as horas sejam o cimento de todas essas alegrias. Se algum dia te fores abaixo, é bom que o muro seja consistente e te apoie, senão cairá em cima de ti, e a queda será pior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso vive como só tu sabes viver; o teu “eu” é único e é isso que te define. A felicidade é, por isso, um muro que se vai construindo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-1007874029032195851?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/1007874029032195851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=1007874029032195851' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/1007874029032195851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/1007874029032195851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/02/22-visao-de-felicidade-por-um-infeliz.html' title='22. Visão de felicidade por um infeliz'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-630159533096925165</id><published>2009-02-12T11:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:49:16.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12. #016</title><content type='html'>Não me importo se não houver o amanhã. Deram-me a vida, não a eternidade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-630159533096925165?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/630159533096925165/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=630159533096925165' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/630159533096925165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/630159533096925165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/02/12-013.html' title='12. #016'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-5910841840086982397</id><published>2009-02-10T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T03:46:56.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10. We change, we wait</title><content type='html'>What about you? If you had a second chance, would you take the most of it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-5910841840086982397?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/5910841840086982397/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=5910841840086982397' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5910841840086982397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5910841840086982397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-change-we-wait.html' title='10. We change, we wait'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-5130880259131465225</id><published>2009-01-24T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T05:11:15.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24. #015</title><content type='html'>A vida não é o que tu pensas, é aquilo que fazes com ela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-5130880259131465225?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/5130880259131465225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=5130880259131465225' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5130880259131465225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5130880259131465225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/24-014.html' title='24. #015'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-4958359496324415614</id><published>2009-01-22T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T13:53:20.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22. #014</title><content type='html'>Obviamente que nada é óvio; a começar por esta afirmação.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-4958359496324415614?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/4958359496324415614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=4958359496324415614' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4958359496324415614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4958359496324415614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/22-014.html' title='22. #014'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-7253347653086980501</id><published>2009-01-20T14:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:51:54.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20. #013</title><content type='html'>Life isn't measured in minutes, but in moments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-7253347653086980501?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/7253347653086980501/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=7253347653086980501' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/7253347653086980501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/7253347653086980501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/20-012.html' title='20. #013'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-1372964253850548749</id><published>2009-01-19T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:08:12.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19. #012</title><content type='html'>The heart has reasons that reason cannot know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-1372964253850548749?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/1372964253850548749/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=1372964253850548749' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/1372964253850548749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/1372964253850548749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/19-012.html' title='19. #012'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-447960845272487197</id><published>2009-01-18T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T05:54:08.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18. #011</title><content type='html'>It is what it is, 'cause anything else gets complicated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-447960845272487197?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/447960845272487197/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=447960845272487197' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/447960845272487197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/447960845272487197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/19-011.html' title='18. #011'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-8219166872075155931</id><published>2009-01-17T04:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T04:30:58.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>17. by Unknown</title><content type='html'>Everything will be ok in the end. If it's not ok, it's not the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-8219166872075155931?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/8219166872075155931/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=8219166872075155931' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/8219166872075155931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/8219166872075155931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/17-by-unknown.html' title='17. by Unknown'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-5603398798537364046</id><published>2009-01-16T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T04:15:29.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>16. #010</title><content type='html'>Dreams are true, but if you live them, you're not real..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-5603398798537364046?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/5603398798537364046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=5603398798537364046' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5603398798537364046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5603398798537364046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/16-010.html' title='16. #010'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-4707028876159982400</id><published>2009-01-15T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T11:37:14.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>15. #009</title><content type='html'>In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-4707028876159982400?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/4707028876159982400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=4707028876159982400' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4707028876159982400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4707028876159982400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/15-009.html' title='15. #009'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-6042832111920596085</id><published>2009-01-14T03:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T03:20:06.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14. #008</title><content type='html'>Be not afraid of life. Believe that life is worth living, and your belief will help create the fact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-6042832111920596085?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/6042832111920596085/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=6042832111920596085' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/6042832111920596085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/6042832111920596085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/14-010.html' title='14. #008'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-2369412506407446660</id><published>2009-01-13T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:02:36.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13. Simples</title><content type='html'>Só quero ser simples, mas o ambicionar tal coisa é tentar ser especial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-2369412506407446660?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/2369412506407446660/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=2369412506407446660' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2369412506407446660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2369412506407446660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/13-simples.html' title='13. Simples'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-2756090931286426208</id><published>2009-01-11T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:28:29.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11. In the end</title><content type='html'>Dias que parecem bons e que acabam mal, tentamos levar o que foi de consolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dias que são maus e que quando já tudo parece terminado, que o tempo já parou, quando já nem a lua tem força para brilhar, aparece um Sol que cega todas as trevas e nos mostra que esse dia foi bom. É o momento em que nos sentimos realizados e que sabemos que afinal sempre tivemos um sorriso por dar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso eu digo: qualquer que seja a vossa história, ela só acaba no fim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-2756090931286426208?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/2756090931286426208/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=2756090931286426208' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2756090931286426208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2756090931286426208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/11-fim.html' title='11. In the end'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-4725485123631310709</id><published>2009-01-10T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T08:07:21.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.</title><content type='html'>Hoje só me apetece dizer-vos que não me apetece dizer nada. Acho que não sou o único a ter únicos dias assim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-4725485123631310709?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/4725485123631310709/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=4725485123631310709' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4725485123631310709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4725485123631310709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/10.html' title='10.'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-6505537145733544645</id><published>2009-01-09T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T13:03:17.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>09. Neste mundo, os nadas são tudo</title><content type='html'>Porque a vida é feita de nadas, e aquilo a que ontem chamámos de inútil faz de nós o que seremos amanhã.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-6505537145733544645?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/6505537145733544645/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=6505537145733544645' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/6505537145733544645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/6505537145733544645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/09-neste-mundo-os-nadas-so-tudo.html' title='09. Neste mundo, os nadas são tudo'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-5483364910126978912</id><published>2009-01-08T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T03:14:05.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>08. Medos</title><content type='html'>Enfrento os meus medos sabendo que vou morrer um dia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-5483364910126978912?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/5483364910126978912/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=5483364910126978912' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5483364910126978912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5483364910126978912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/08-medos.html' title='08. Medos'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-9222052210470482778</id><published>2009-01-07T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T03:34:59.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>07. #007</title><content type='html'>You can only imagine the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-9222052210470482778?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/9222052210470482778/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=9222052210470482778' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/9222052210470482778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/9222052210470482778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/07-008.html' title='07. #007'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-3773850642720551207</id><published>2009-01-06T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:07:23.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>06. Verdadeira realidade</title><content type='html'>Porque nem sempre a verdade torna as coisas mais reais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-3773850642720551207?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/3773850642720551207/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=3773850642720551207' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/3773850642720551207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/3773850642720551207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/06-verdadeira-realidade.html' title='06. Verdadeira realidade'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-4149871538971074347</id><published>2009-01-05T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:07:49.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>05. Knowledge</title><content type='html'>The greatest enemy of knowledge is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-4149871538971074347?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/4149871538971074347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=4149871538971074347' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4149871538971074347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4149871538971074347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/05-knowledge.html' title='05. Knowledge'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-111612455617698545</id><published>2009-01-04T02:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:30:15.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>04. #006</title><content type='html'>Every song ends, is that any reason not to enjoy the music?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-111612455617698545?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/111612455617698545/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=111612455617698545' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/111612455617698545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/111612455617698545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/04-007.html' title='04. #006'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-5499686835744837199</id><published>2009-01-03T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:30:26.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>03. #005</title><content type='html'>Where nothing ever changed until one outsider changed everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-5499686835744837199?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/5499686835744837199/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=5499686835744837199' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5499686835744837199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5499686835744837199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/03-006.html' title='03. #005'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-2135543454999266575</id><published>2009-01-02T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:34:20.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>02. #004</title><content type='html'>All saints have a past and all sinners have a future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-2135543454999266575?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/2135543454999266575/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=2135543454999266575' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2135543454999266575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2135543454999266575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/02-005.html' title='02. #004'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-4508694232556817034</id><published>2009-01-01T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T04:45:20.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>01. 2009</title><content type='html'>Um bom ano de 2009 para todos, e que os vossos sonhos se realizem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persigam-nos até à exaustão porque é para isso que eles existem: para serem conquistados e nos fazerem mais felizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca desistam antes de chegar ao fim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-4508694232556817034?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/4508694232556817034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=4508694232556817034' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4508694232556817034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4508694232556817034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2009/01/01-2009.html' title='01. 2009'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-5517418192893353421</id><published>2008-12-31T06:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:34:39.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>31. #003</title><content type='html'>Que não sejas tu a acabar aquilo que mais desejaste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-5517418192893353421?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/5517418192893353421/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=5517418192893353421' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5517418192893353421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5517418192893353421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/31-002.html' title='31. #003'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-3078874026157247638</id><published>2008-12-30T03:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:34:55.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30. #002</title><content type='html'>What gets us into troubles is not what we don't know.. Is what we know for sure that just ain't so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-3078874026157247638?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/3078874026157247638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=3078874026157247638' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/3078874026157247638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/3078874026157247638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/30-001.html' title='30. #002'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-6578904556400133057</id><published>2008-12-29T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:35:17.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>29. #001</title><content type='html'>Não somos seres de apetites, somos de vontade e de força.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-6578904556400133057?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/6578904556400133057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=6578904556400133057' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/6578904556400133057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/6578904556400133057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/29-000.html' title='29. #001'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-2488878373658038483</id><published>2008-12-25T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T07:44:02.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25. Natal</title><content type='html'>Feliz Natal a todos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-2488878373658038483?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/2488878373658038483/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=2488878373658038483' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2488878373658038483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2488878373658038483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/25-natal.html' title='25. Natal'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-2183165425316772133</id><published>2008-12-24T16:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:30:03.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24. love</title><content type='html'>Love is not love wich alters when it alteration finds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an ever-fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love alters not with time's brief hours and weeks... but bears it out even to the edge of doom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-2183165425316772133?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/2183165425316772133/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=2183165425316772133' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2183165425316772133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2183165425316772133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/24.html' title='24. love'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-2829580237258327425</id><published>2008-12-23T15:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T06:54:33.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23. #000</title><content type='html'>Também em espírito de mensagem, vai passar a haver frases numeradas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podem ser conhecidas ou não, mas que querem sempre dizer qualquer coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém quiser participar basta contactar-me através de e-mail, para a sua ideia aparecer aqui no BBB . Online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cumprimentos, zecas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-2829580237258327425?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/2829580237258327425/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=2829580237258327425' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2829580237258327425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2829580237258327425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/23.html' title='23. #000'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-2892073421485869412</id><published>2008-12-22T02:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T02:57:30.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22. Morrer</title><content type='html'>Porque para morrer basta estar vivo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-2892073421485869412?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/2892073421485869412/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=2892073421485869412' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2892073421485869412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/2892073421485869412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/22-morrer.html' title='22. Morrer'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-1236887456690459329</id><published>2008-12-21T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T05:26:29.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21. Sem nome</title><content type='html'>Seres humanos, seres errantes. A vida é como é, mas por vezes um simples raio de sol nos pode tapar a visão e levar-nos a tomar decisões erradas. Porque acreditamos que os sorrisos também são para nós, que nos cabem nos lábios, mas que afinal não são mais do que montagens feitas na imaginação que nos foi concedida – que destrói momentos bons, corrói almas e corrompe o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os esforços não cessam para algo melhor, algo com que todos sonhamos, mas os fracassos não são menos e as desilusões vêm agarradas. Injusto o mundo, dizem alguns – não os posso condenar visto já ter partilhado de tal opinião. Mas pensando um pouco mais chego a uma conclusão: para ser injusto tem de fazer sentido, tem de ser algo completo, um sistema, um todo, tem de ser algo – o que, na minha opinião, não o é. É qualquer coisa sem sentido, qualquer coisa que existe, que enche este universo, que não se rege pela ordem ou pelo bem. Deixa-se corromper por mafiosos que existem e oprimem quem tenta viver. Há regras sem punições, ordens desordenadas, céus em chamas, corações partidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei a pensar que seria bonito contemplar este mundo e a sua beleza. Qual ilusão não foi a minha ao pensar isto! Um acto inocente, mas que visto de perto acaba com muitas esperanças. Feito, já nada mais há a fazer. Assim acontece sempre, quer queiramos quer não. Há, portanto, que aceitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No vazio se afirma este mundo, que pouco mais tem que a ele próprio e que os seus esquemas descabidos onde só cabe quem não tem valores. Desses não tenho inveja, e pena não mais tenho. Mostro-me hoje indiferente ao mundo que sempre julguei habitar, mas que afinal me obrigava a suster de pé para nele poder existir. A diferença entre isto e viver é enorme; nem sei se alguma vez a vida irá reinar neste planeta. Tanto ódio e inveja, que nem para a tristeza há lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digo isto e respondem-me: Não gostas, não comes!&lt;br /&gt;Bem sei, mas as coisas não são assim tão simples. Gostava de me mostrar indiferente e de me destacar por ser um igual aos outros. Mas tal não me é permitido e portanto resta-me ceder ao ciclo e girar com ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perguntam-me agora: Moral da história?&lt;br /&gt;E eu respondo: Como vos disse, neste mundo nada faz sentido…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-1236887456690459329?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/1236887456690459329/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=1236887456690459329' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/1236887456690459329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/1236887456690459329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/21-sem-sentido.html' title='21. Sem nome'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-5781269939151571168</id><published>2008-12-20T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T03:04:41.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20. Estrela</title><content type='html'>A pessoa que mais amamos é como uma estrela que nos guia. No dia em que deixar de brilhar, ficaremos perdidos, sem rumo. Que a nossa maior alegria seja poder ver a estrela sempre que quisermos, e não querer tê-la e guardá-la ao pé de nós – desejo que a afasta. Todos os que a conseguiram agarrar, eu não os invejo, pois eles nunca mais a verão…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-5781269939151571168?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/5781269939151571168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=5781269939151571168' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5781269939151571168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/5781269939151571168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/20-estrela.html' title='20. Estrela'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-388525123735572973</id><published>2008-12-19T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:38:07.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19. A cápsula que nos envolve</title><content type='html'>A vida é como uma bala. Voa tão depressa quanto nós. Não nos apercebemos porque estamos envolvidos pela cápsula, no entanto ela é falsa, porque no choque ela desaparece connosco. Aproveita o pouco tempo que te resta e deixa o passado para trás. Liberta-te da cápsula antes que seja tarde demais; não esperes pelo choque para pensares que és livre. É uma questão de tempo até caíres no chão, vazio, sem força, nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não esperes que uma luz venha e te ilumine o caminho, ou que uma força exterior inexistente te liberte do que te prende e que te protegeu aquando da vinda ao mundo. Ela foi feita para desaparecer, não a culpes nem lhe dês o valor que ela não tem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vive enquanto é tempo e aproveita agora para olhares à volta nesta célere viagem a que foste destinado. Alguém premiu o gatilho. Que esse alguém não se arrependa da oportunidade que te deu. Usa-a bem; alguns já não a têm, mas vontade não lhes falta para voltar atrás e fazer as coisas diferentes. Faz parte de nós esse pensamento, mas o tempo não permite grandes contemplações. Escolhe bem o teu caminho e torna-o único nesta esfera que um dia deixará de ser redonda e o brilho das cápsulas douradas que jazem no chão sejam tudo o que resta dela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-388525123735572973?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/388525123735572973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=388525123735572973' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/388525123735572973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/388525123735572973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/19-cpsula-que-nos-envolve.html' title='19. A cápsula que nos envolve'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-4846748656446438998</id><published>2008-12-18T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T03:58:32.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18. by Anne Frank</title><content type='html'>"Uma pessoa feliz transmite felicidade, uma pessoa que tem coragem e fé nunca morrerá na miséria."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-4846748656446438998?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/4846748656446438998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=4846748656446438998' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4846748656446438998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/4846748656446438998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/18-by-anne-frank.html' title='18. by Anne Frank'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-1386122721488764519</id><published>2008-12-16T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:59:54.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>16. Caminho</title><content type='html'>Na nossa vida há apenas um caminho; aquele que tu escolhes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-1386122721488764519?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/1386122721488764519/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=1386122721488764519' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/1386122721488764519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/1386122721488764519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/16-caminho.html' title='16. Caminho'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-7244461244146428909</id><published>2008-12-12T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T04:02:48.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12. Hesitar</title><content type='html'>De todas as opções, acredita: hesitar é a pior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é feita de escolhas, ponderamos para de seguida optarmos da melhor forma. Acertamos e erramos à medida que vamos caminhando neste longo percurso que é a vida. Muitos tombam pelo caminho, outros não aguentam a caminhada ou os obstáculos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém, vamos sempre melhorando as nossas capacidades: com as escolhas acertadas sabemos que fizemos o melhor, o que faz de nós alguém realizado; com os erros também aprendemos, aprendemos a agir melhor da próxima vez, porque sabemos que as coisas não são simplesmente passageiras, e uma opção errada pode elucidar-nos para outras eventuais escolhas menos acertadas para assim podermos corrigir e ser alguém melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ambas as formas ficamos a ganhar, excepto na anterior que se encontra no meio - hesitar. Falando em termos metafóricos: imaginem um carro numa auto-estrada, numa bifurcação, e o condutor não sabe por que lado ir. O tempo escaseia, visto que se não virar para nenhum lado irá embater de frente e os danos serão enormes. Certamente maiores do que se tivesse optado por qualquer um dos lados, que mesmo que não fosse o melhor, daria para corrigir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não optando, ficando na hesitação, não ganhamos nada. O tempo é curto, e penoso para quem abusa dele. Não podemos viver sem tropeçar, isso é uma realidade; há, então, que caminhar e aceitar o que a vida nos oferece, já que nada podemos fazer em relação a isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-7244461244146428909?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/7244461244146428909/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=7244461244146428909' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/7244461244146428909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/7244461244146428909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/12-hesitar.html' title='12. Hesitar'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-6241563983101386798</id><published>2008-12-07T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T12:08:14.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>07. 'Happy ending'</title><content type='html'>A vida é rara e única, decerto especial à sua maneira para cada um de nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas apesar de todos os desavessos que tantas vezes nos roubam o sorriso da cara, será que ela acaba bem? Será que temos um final feliz guardado para nós?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei que vos diga. Acredito que no fim terei uma resposta, mas que não poderei partilhar convosco...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-6241563983101386798?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/6241563983101386798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=6241563983101386798' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/6241563983101386798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/6241563983101386798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/12/07-happy-ending.html' title='07. &apos;Happy ending&apos;'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-7733159623749505285</id><published>2008-11-25T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:25:26.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25. Prova quem és</title><content type='html'>Não vivas para provar aos outros que és alguém no mundo. Vive para provar a ti que és alguém para os outros...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-7733159623749505285?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/7733159623749505285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=7733159623749505285' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/7733159623749505285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/7733159623749505285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/11/25-prova-quem-s.html' title='25. Prova quem és'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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-7583043976470811647.post-3172071491579309253</id><published>2008-11-22T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:14:30.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22. Traição</title><content type='html'>A traição é um erro que se paga com a vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-3172071491579309253?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/3172071491579309253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=3172071491579309253' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/3172071491579309253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/3172071491579309253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/11/22-traio.html' title='22. Traição'/><author><name>zecas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16953253385383288496</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7583043976470811647.post-1969817732520465114</id><published>2008-11-21T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:15:21.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21. BBB . Online</title><content type='html'>Boas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novamente, com o mesmo nome, apresento o BBB . Online. O seu objectivo é o mesmo, porém não haverá datas marcadas para postagens. Tanto pode ser uma por dia como duas por ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que hoje os pensamentos incidam nos objectivos que por vezes nos impomos e que são simplesmente irrealizáveis. Há que levar a vida com leviandade e saber viver com o que há e com o que temos e não ambicionar a vida eterna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez insisto que devemos viver o presente e não pensar no passado ou no futuro. Viver cada momento como único e como ele é, da melhor forma possível, porque a partir daí já só o vamos poder relembrar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7583043976470811647-1969817732520465114?l=bbbon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/feeds/1969817732520465114/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7583043976470811647&amp;postID=1969817732520465114' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/1969817732520465114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7583043976470811647/posts/default/1969817732520465114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbbon.blogspot.com/2008/11/21-bbb-online.html' title='21. 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