Good Friday:

This matter of Christ; is it true or false?
' . . .truth is being.' And here I am, typing.

Best moment: I solved a puzzle of mate in 6 on first attempt, though I stumbled thrice. My depth is still so weak!

Caesar is ruling, or isn't he?

No friendship without money, everything is so much about money . . . at least that's what it seems to be statistically.

No Easter celebration without money. Unless of course you want to celebrate it in silence, somewhere back street or in some very undesirable place.

Lucky for me, I have a roof over my head, atleast for the moment.

But why are most people wearing their clothes inside out? Pockets are hanging out, they are not even pockets any more, they are pendants . . .

A procession passed by while I was eating sugarcane by the road, someone in the midst had a cross on his shoulder, and young men were whipping the boy with reeds - via dolorosa.

Why the regression? Why should one 'act' when he can be? When he is supposed to be?

But let me be empathic. It is a gift to be one and whole.