Saturday

scribbles to africa 1

29 Jan 2010

Stuck. The flight that was supposed to be at 1750hours. It is now 1802hrs.

Seated amongst my fellow Filipino at Gate 5, something came off, officially dead and buried to the depths of eternity. The foreigners became human. The novelty of seeing Caucasian white is gone = )

The equalizing situation of being stuck somehow peeled off the last and faint amusement. The developed and the developing divide that the 1st world people brands nations does not exist in the world of stuck = )

Seriously, when one accepts that the whole world belongs to everyone and everyone has equal rights to it, we somehow move away from being high and mighty and embrace the heightened truth that we are all stuck in this world, so we better treat each other nicely.

"... why think like mere men?"

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