A diary of thoughts on life, people, politics, and society
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
It is our weaknesses that make us long for power for it is only this way that we think no one will ever again dare point at them. But it is only then that your weaknesses stare you in the face. Osho preaches to be vulnerable for flowers bend in the storm but trees are crushed. That is too monk-like for me and I preach to be water: flow in peace and rain when need be.