Marco Aurélio

The pain of a cuíca is universal: paradoxically lingers and travels, leaves the song carrying all the beauty and pain humans suffer. The cu...

           There's a new evil brewing in the greatest country in the world; don't pretend ignorance, for you know exactly the countr...

           Only God can make a tree, but I can make trouble. I can hurt my fellow men and be content within myself; for getting my way, abov...

So I’ve decided to change, to shed my proverbial skin and find myself; somehow. And that is what’s crazy and sad: I know that I’m i...

                                             ‘Beatrice’, by Marie Spartali Stillman On the face of a girl, any girl, there is a  protruding...

Every once in a blue moon, I know my place in the world; as if my GPS was roaming and it found me: my precise parallels, coordinates, lati...

      I recognize myself on the face of lost children; sad children, with eyes that beg an answer to unanswerable questions: why am I here? ...

      In Greek mythology, Narcissus looked in the mirror and fell in love with his own reflection, not caring to see the substance of wh...

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 I’m alone; an alone animal roaming a Covid infested world. My fellow man, although forced to stay home didn’t miss a beat, full speed ahead...

 

 

  De vez em quando, na lua cheia, eu encontro meu lugar no mundo; como se meu GPS estivesse em procura e me encontrasse: meus paralelos prec...

I find myself thinking of John Lennon lately. So much so, that I ended up in Yoko Ono’s lap. My mind wonders into “conceptual art” and...

  Turn your radio on this week to just about any radio station and you will hear someone screaming about Mexicans. That’s right, Mex...