Marco Aurélio

        Something about a cover of a book: torn, faded, beaten by time; a fate we share. Before we open, before we witness the lives inside,...

Click on photo to watch his plays, decades before anyone else. Pele ✭ The King Did it Years Ago ● Part 1 Pele ✭ The King did it Years Ago ● ...

      When I met him, he was furious; not at me, he hadn't noticed my presence yet, busy he was, head down, clothes in need of washing, ...

       I long for myself; for the time when I was without the need to be. Anything. An open horizon, sun and oceans, an ocean away from wher...

I was by the sea When I realized That sadness would always be. The memory of my mother Just too vast to forget It sips into me, and me and m...