Streaks of Light

Tell me what you really think, stop trying to hide behind everything,
Stop disappearing and making like nothing happened. I’m not the same person.
Stop concluding that life should revolve around the principles you’ve set and that you believe in.
Avoiding the inevitable only prolongs the pain, unless you really intend to torture people, then you’re really not [...]

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I think reading Osho is helping me survive the month. haha

Yet another excerpt taken from 365 Days of Osho, I wonder why it reminds me of someone haha:
When you live with blind people, live like a blind person.
You cannot change the whole world.
I know bureaucracy exists, but it has to exist because people are absolutely irresponsible. There is no way suddenly to drop the bureaucracy [...]

A page extracted from 365 Days of Osho:
Do whatever is needed in life; just remain aloof from it.
Let it happen on the periphery; the center remains unattached to it.
One has to do things, so one goes on doing them, but one should not be disturbed by them. It is exactly an act, a performance. [...]

It feels like ending a chapter of an expected open-ended book.
Unseen words are often said with the motivation to prove a point. But what if the point being proved, doesn’t exist? or is truly irrelevant, thus the only real perspective from all of this should come from introspection?
Draining to see and feel the blame [...]

I shifted to a new pair of crutches. Forearm ones. A little more wobbly than the axial crutches but at least it lessens the stares just a little bit.
It’s much harder to move around with clamps stuck on your forearms while you helplessly open doors. The good thing about forearm crutches is that they [...]

Look at me right-side up,
Or, chance upon me through webbed strands,
You can even glance from the bottom of a glass,
Or, through ink-filled vase.
But do take a really close look at me,
as I indifferently turn my back.

Finally! After 8 weeks my cast is gone!
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I am now the proud owner of a swollen, hairy and very fragile leg and a 7K aircast >_< sigh.
*peeks at leg*
Looks very much like Robocop’s leg.
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Or a Storm Trooper’s.
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Or a Bionic leg.
@_@
It doesn’t fit my wardrobe. -.-
ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!

One of the most infuriating experiences I had while in crutches was with a Guard in the Greenbelt 5 parking lot near the handicapped zone.
Guard: “Hindi po kayo pwede dito, pang-handicap lang to.” (You can’t park here, the space is for handicapped people only.)
Me: “Handicapped ako, tignan mo” (I’m handicapped, look at my leg.) [...]