Finding you is like…

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And we shall play a game of chess,
Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.

-T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land

Sharper

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Above all, don’t fear difficult

moments….

The best comes from them.

Rita Levi Montalcini

(Italian Nobel Prize winner for Medicine in 1986, during her 100th birthday celebration)

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And we are civilized

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abs-cbnNEWS.com: A Filipino machine operator was reportedly sacked by an engineering firm in Australia allegedly for his toilet habits.

A Townsville Bulletin report posted on news.com.au said Amador Bernabe, 43, a Filipino machine operator was kicked out of his job by the Townsville Engineering Industries (TEI) for using water, instead of toilet paper, to clean himself during toilet visits.

The report said that according to Bernabe, he was sacked last week after his foreman saw him carry a bottle of water into the company’s comfort room.

-http://www.pinoypress.net, read more here

There’s a lot of sense in washing with water after using the toilet. What can a roll of tissue paper do? Rub “it” evenly on your butt? Com’on people.

me humbled by he wisdom

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I am ashamed because I know you are Education students…and you have systems in teaching…[are] taught systems in teaching. I know you are better teachers than me. All I know is that I research a lot. I don’t research for grades…I am retired. I don’t research for money—sometimes I research for things that don’t even directly benefit me…. I am just in a quest for truths. [emphasis mine]

Cesar Ruiz Aquino

(literature class, Jan. 21, 2009, 5:19pm, Silliman University)

Grief, Realities, and instik

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On a poem, with instik:
“When you’re in love you feel grief?”
“No, grief is love.”
“?”
“In this reality (the poem’s).”
“Oh, you should have told me that.”
“I’ve been telling (or trying to tell, lol) you. But don’t think of love as grief in our reality, it’s just the poem’s.”
“But do remember that in reality, love leads to grief.”
“How can that be? When love is bigger than reality?”

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