<?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-6899630004388674115</id><updated>2011-07-30T23:05:50.564-03:00</updated><category term='teorias'/><category term='citações'/><category term='citação inédita'/><category term='filosofia'/><category term='devaneios'/><category term='música'/><category term='resenha'/><category term='analog kid'/><category term='parábola'/><category term='faculdade'/><category term='rush'/><category term='matemática'/><title type='text'>Inedit Quotations</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jachelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013375895611657032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QZX12CWhZds/SsF3swqTdBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/SOtDblRZowg/S220/curitiba+001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899630004388674115.post-564218864772874378</id><published>2011-04-11T03:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T03:54:53.263-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Não dá pra mudar o que ja fomos, mas dá pra mudar o que seremos de agora em diante."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de meses sem escrever nada aqui neste espaço, levantei no meio da noite pra registrar este pensamento que me ocorreu, e espero que seja um pensamento que mude a minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Nos últimos anos tenho tentado mudar de vida. Mudei de cidade, de hábitos, de profissão, mudei a maioria das minhas amizades, e percebi que os mesmos erros se repetem no decorrer da minha vida. &lt;br /&gt;Depois de tempos tentando detectar racionalmente o porquê disto, resolvi recapitular os acontecimentos, e vi que os melhores deles aconteciam enquanto eu não estava pensando em nada, simplesmente seguindo o fluxo da natureza. Sem frases de efeito, sem objetivos, sem expectativas, estratégias, nada. Só seguindo minha própria natureza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É impressionante como a gente encara a descoberta do óbvio com tanta surpresa. Há milênios a humanidade sabe que este é o caminho a ser seguido. mais recentemente até os cientistas estão provando isso. Eu mesmo sempre soube disso, desde sempre praticando a "morte do ego" e observando os caminhos da Natureza, tanto do ponto de vista do meu mundo interior quanto do nosso planeta. &lt;br /&gt;Quer dizer, nem sempre consegui viver desse jeito. A vida dentro da sociedade geralmente nos leva a fazer planos, criar objetivos, gerar expectativas, esperar determinadas respostas das outras pessoas, e por ai vai. Estava tão envolvido nisso tudo que me esqueci de mim mesmo, da minha verdadeira Natureza.&lt;br /&gt;E ainda estou lutando com isso. Desde o último equinócio que eu tenho me lembrado constantemente disso tudo, mas realmente não tenho tido condições de ajustar meu tempo com o tempo que a Natureza está nos oferecendo.&lt;br /&gt;Então quem ler estas sonolentas e mal escritas linhas já estão avisados. o Inverno que se aproxima é tempo de interiorização, e realmente pretendo me utilizar deste tempo pra entrar em sincronia comigo mesmo. Quem conheceu o velho Jachelli de (muito) antigamente, pode se alegrar em vê-lo de novo. Quem ainda não, aguardem e confiem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899630004388674115-564218864772874378?l=jachelli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/feeds/564218864772874378/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2011/04/nao-da-pra-mudar-o-que-ja-fomos-mas-da.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/564218864772874378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/564218864772874378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2011/04/nao-da-pra-mudar-o-que-ja-fomos-mas-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Jachelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013375895611657032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QZX12CWhZds/SsF3swqTdBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/SOtDblRZowg/S220/curitiba+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899630004388674115.post-170653566181750485</id><published>2010-08-07T12:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T12:01:36.281-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citação inédita'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A paciência é a mãe das virtudes. Só com ela conseguimos as outras."&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899630004388674115-170653566181750485?l=jachelli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/feeds/170653566181750485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/08/paciencia-e-mae-das-virtudes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/170653566181750485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/170653566181750485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/08/paciencia-e-mae-das-virtudes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jachelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013375895611657032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QZX12CWhZds/SsF3swqTdBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/SOtDblRZowg/S220/curitiba+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899630004388674115.post-5799279549264556017</id><published>2010-07-09T11:34:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T11:38:16.184-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Ao invés de ficarem falando de si mesmas, as pessoas deviam se preocupar em viver a vida da melhor forma possível. Quem deve falar das nossas vidas são os outros. A nós cabe fornecer o assunto."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899630004388674115-5799279549264556017?l=jachelli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/feeds/5799279549264556017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/07/ao-inves-de-ficarem-falando-de-si.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/5799279549264556017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/5799279549264556017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/07/ao-inves-de-ficarem-falando-de-si.html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899630004388674115-6159065779099768463?l=jachelli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/feeds/6159065779099768463/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/07/mulher-quando-acha-que-esta-sendo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/6159065779099768463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/6159065779099768463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/07/mulher-quando-acha-que-esta-sendo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jachelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013375895611657032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/04/quando-se-estuda-letras-o-uso-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/4991768751571324790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/4991768751571324790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/04/quando-se-estuda-letras-o-uso-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Jachelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013375895611657032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QZX12CWhZds/SsF3swqTdBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/SOtDblRZowg/S220/curitiba+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899630004388674115.post-5595916236544400788</id><published>2010-04-14T11:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T11:45:10.086-03:00</updated><title type='text'>do etílico-literário</title><content type='html'>"Não é de bom tom chegar com um livro chamado "o andar do bêbado"numa tentativa de reconciliação."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livrariasaraiva.com.br/produto/2658080/o-andar-do-bebado-como-o-acaso-determina-nossas-vidas/?ID=C8920AFE7DA040E0B1D160210"&gt;http://www.livrariasaraiva.com.br/produto/2658080/o-andar-do-bebado-como-o-acaso-determina-nossas-vidas/?ID=C8920AFE7DA040E0B1D160210&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/6899630004388674115-5595916236544400788?l=jachelli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/feeds/5595916236544400788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-etilico-literario.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/5595916236544400788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/5595916236544400788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-etilico-literario.html' title='do etílico-literário'/><author><name>Jachelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013375895611657032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QZX12CWhZds/SsF3swqTdBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/SOtDblRZowg/S220/curitiba+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899630004388674115.post-4249847235232381674</id><published>2010-04-03T04:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T04:07:56.766-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"se seus problemas são constantes, derive-os"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899630004388674115-4249847235232381674?l=jachelli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/feeds/4249847235232381674/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/04/se-seus-problemas-sao-constantes-derive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/4249847235232381674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/4249847235232381674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/04/se-seus-problemas-sao-constantes-derive.html' title=''/><author><name>Jachelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013375895611657032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QZX12CWhZds/SsF3swqTdBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/SOtDblRZowg/S220/curitiba+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899630004388674115.post-1588820922943635890</id><published>2010-04-02T13:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T13:25:27.558-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bom dia, 2010!!!</title><content type='html'>Finalmente, depois de férias longas e cheias de acontecimentos interessantes, seguida por uma volta às aulas também cheia de acontecimentos, este blog volta à ativa.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nesse tempo todo ele foi atualizado mentalmente, posts enormes sobre minhas viagens, minha monografia, minha banda, acontecimentos da minha vida, tudo isso foi registrado pra sempre na minha memória interna e as vezes retransmitido oralmente, mas por preguiça ou por achar que não era interessante pro resto a humanidade, ficou por isso mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas agora isso mudou!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como parte da minha reorganização pessoal, atualizar e estruturar este blog voltou a ser importante, e é isso ai!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pra começar, dividir em seções identificáveis. Posts sobre a minha vida pessoal só devem interessar a meia dúzia que me conhece. Além disso, volto a fazer resenhas de discos, o que pode interessar a quem tem gostos musicais um pouco parecidos com os meus. Atualizações sobre o meu TG podem ser que sejam interessantes pro nerds de plantão, e dependendo da sacada, minhas inedits quotations que dão nome a este veículo de comunicação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;então "aguardemmm" (Silvio Santos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899630004388674115-1588820922943635890?l=jachelli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/feeds/1588820922943635890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/04/bom-dia-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/1588820922943635890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/1588820922943635890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2010/04/bom-dia-2010.html' title='Bom dia, 2010!!!'/><author><name>Jachelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013375895611657032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QZX12CWhZds/SsF3swqTdBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/SOtDblRZowg/S220/curitiba+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899630004388674115.post-3284329819155344027</id><published>2009-11-08T01:43:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:44:06.658-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Teoria da reforma agrário-social</title><content type='html'>"Se você não cuida do seu terreno, o MST vem e tenta invadir."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899630004388674115-3284329819155344027?l=jachelli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/feeds/3284329819155344027/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2009/11/teoria-da-reforma-agrario-social.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/3284329819155344027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/3284329819155344027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2009/11/teoria-da-reforma-agrario-social.html' title='Teoria da reforma agrário-social'/><author><name>Jachelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013375895611657032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QZX12CWhZds/SsF3swqTdBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/SOtDblRZowg/S220/curitiba+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899630004388674115.post-3441387230621157268</id><published>2009-10-19T22:49:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:50:18.920-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre a anfibionivoracidade</title><content type='html'>"Melhor que ficar engolindo sapo é matar o girino à machadada."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899630004388674115-3441387230621157268?l=jachelli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QZX12CWhZds/SsF3swqTdBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/SOtDblRZowg/S220/curitiba+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899630004388674115.post-5506938165498760983</id><published>2009-10-02T22:51:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:25:08.390-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devaneios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matemática'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teorias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parábola'/><title type='text'>Teoria do vértice das Funções matemáticas aplicada à vida e à técnica musical</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;Jesus estava andando no Monte das Oliveiras quando se virou e falou pros discípulos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;- Em verdade, vos digo: y = 3x²-5x+13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt; Os discípulos se entreolharam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;- O que é isso, Jesus? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;no que ele retrucou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;-Nada não, é só uma parábola!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;Pois é, já que esse lugar ninguém me impede de exprimir meus devaneios nerds, aproveito pra falar sobre a parábola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;As coisas na Vida geralmente se apresentam em forma de equações de graus mais ou menos complexos, mas, pra exemplificar meu raciocínio, vou usar só a parábola mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;Usando características de personalidade, ou as coisas da vida como unidade pro eixo Y e o eixo X como medida de tempo ou coisa que o valha, existe um ponto ótimo de aproveitamento das coisas, situado no vértice da parábola. Se situar em torno deste vértice é o objetivo de quem busca se aprimorar de alguma forma. O que foge dessa região tende a ser muito extremista de alguma forma, e, portanto,  indesejável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;Aplique isso a qualquer situação: por exemplo, execução técnica em qualquer instrumento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;O cara que não toca absolutamente nada enche o saco errando coisas facílimas, não consegue passar qualquer idéia musical. Enfim, um desastre. Dai ele estuda até desenvolver isso tudo, chegando no ponto ótimo, apresentando idéias altamente musicais com desenvoltura e clareza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;Mas, a partir de certo ponto, se o cara não consegue parar de estudar e só pensa em técnica e execução, passa do ponto, enche o saco acertando coisas dificílimas, e de novo não consegue passar qualquer idéia musical. Enfim, um desastre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;Usei este exemplo musical só pra ilustrar que existe sim uma grande relação entre a matemática e as coisas da alma. Inclusive indo mais fundo, se essa mesma pessoa soma esse estudo da técnica a outros assuntos musicais, focado em manter um nível crescente de musicalidade (uma outra função matemática), as duas funções se multiplicam, gerando uma equação de terceiro ou quarto grau (no caso do terceiro, quando se chega ao vértice da coisa, ao invés da cosia desandar, ela continua subindo, ou no quarto grau, ele multiplica o número de vértices positivos pra coisa, o que não deixa de ser bom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;Então, o grande lance é estar sempre atento se a gente está passando do ponto em algum aspecto, e se há maneiras de melhorar o geral de tudo, somando ou multiplicando as funções. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;Obviamente que a teoria é mais simples e bonita que a prática, mas vamos tentando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6899630004388674115-5506938165498760983?l=jachelli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/feeds/5506938165498760983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2009/10/jesus-estava-andando-no-monte-das.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/5506938165498760983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/5506938165498760983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2009/10/jesus-estava-andando-no-monte-das.html' title='Teoria do vértice das Funções matemáticas aplicada à vida e à técnica musical'/><author><name>Jachelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013375895611657032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QZX12CWhZds/SsF3swqTdBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/SOtDblRZowg/S220/curitiba+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899630004388674115.post-6608117935975077136</id><published>2009-09-29T09:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:31:21.418-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faculdade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analog kid'/><title type='text'>Citações Inéditas, pt1</title><content type='html'>"Ir para a Faculdade é como quando você vai pro boteco com o seu pai quando criança; Você aprende coisas para a sua vida com um monte de gente mais velha que passaram as suas ali naquele lugar, falando mais do que fazendo."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899630004388674115-6608117935975077136?l=jachelli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/feeds/6608117935975077136/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2009/09/citacoes-ineditas-pt1.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/6608117935975077136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/6608117935975077136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2009/09/citacoes-ineditas-pt1.html' title='Citações Inéditas, pt1'/><author><name>Jachelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013375895611657032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QZX12CWhZds/SsF3swqTdBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/SOtDblRZowg/S220/curitiba+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899630004388674115.post-429378302994758022</id><published>2009-09-29T00:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T00:49:57.273-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resenha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rush'/><title type='text'>Test for echo</title><content type='html'>Tava pensando aqui com meus botões como seria um bom primeiro post pra este novo empreendimento, e como minha imaginação anda escassa, resolvi usar a imaginação alheia e só fazer umas referências.&lt;div&gt;Resolvi começar com uma música. Pra testar o 4shared, pra testar esse negócio de blog, já que inevitavelmente será o tema principal deste periódico virtual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já que estamos em fase de testes, nada mais condizente comigo mesmo que uma música do Test for Echo, disco do Rush de 1996, que não vendeu bosta alguma mas eu acho um dos melhores da melhor banda do mundo. E dentro dele tem uma letra sobre a internet, então não titubeei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/136161923/768fcf5d/Rush-Virtuality.html"&gt;Sing along here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="font: normal normal lighter 1.75em/normal Limbo, CaslonNo540SwaD, 'Times New Roman', Times; color: black; background-color: initial; text-align: left; text-decoration: underline; text-transform: capitalize; letter-spacing: 3px; word-spacing: normal; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;Virtuality&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span class="small" style="font: normal normal normal 0.67em/normal Arial, Helvetica; "&gt;Music by Lee and Lifeson / Lyrics by Peart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like a shipwrecked mariner adrift on an unknown sea&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to the wreckage of the lost ship Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;I'm a castaway, stranded in a desolate land&lt;br /&gt;I can see the footprints in the virtual sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Net boy, net girl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Send your signal 'round the world&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let your fingers walk and talk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And set you free&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Net boy, net girl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Send your impulse 'round the world&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Put your message in a modem&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And throw it in the Cyber Sea&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astronauts in the weightlessness of pixellated space&lt;br /&gt;Exchange graffiti with a disembodied race&lt;br /&gt;I can save the universe in a grain of sand&lt;br /&gt;I can hold the future in my virtual hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's dance tonight&lt;br /&gt;To a virtual song&lt;br /&gt;Press this key&lt;br /&gt;And you can play along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's fly tonight&lt;br /&gt;On our virtual wings&lt;br /&gt;Press this key&lt;br /&gt;To see amazing things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a pair of vagabonds who wave between two passing trains&lt;br /&gt;Or the glimpse of a woman's smile through a window in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I can smell her perfume, I can taste her lips&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the voltage from her fingertips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Net boy, net girl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Send your heartbeat round the world&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&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/6899630004388674115-429378302994758022?l=jachelli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/feeds/429378302994758022/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2009/09/test-for-echo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/429378302994758022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899630004388674115/posts/default/429378302994758022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jachelli.blogspot.com/2009/09/test-for-echo.html' title='Test for echo'/><author><name>Jachelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16013375895611657032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QZX12CWhZds/SsF3swqTdBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/SOtDblRZowg/S220/curitiba+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
