Bagong Silang
Caloocan border. This is a heavily congested place. The authorities were
very stern in turning away everyone who was not scheduled to do their
market today. There was a military presence on every corner. I noticed
all
the people had their large tags visibly dangling for ready inspection.
So I asked the fellow beside me if the quarantine pass was needed. "Of course. They take anyone who has no pass immediately to the precinct." Upon hearing this I realized I may have been the only one there who had no pass. I felt special.
Having
walked around the place as I gave away tracts even to the military and
the authorities, I came back to where I parked close by. It doesn't look
like distancing was enforced, you just need to have the face props. I
approached the enforcers and politely asked the team leader if it was
possible for me to read the bible on the corner without having a pass.
Mumbling something incoherent about having no quarantine pass as
illegal, he then pointed me to the exact spot where I was planning to
stand. Without asking any further questions, I did. There I stood
freely, while right in front of me the people were strictly being
policed. I felt special indeed.
I
only noticed one person standing across the corner from me from start
to finish. To everyone else, I was part of the mundane noise. The mobile
units passed by me twice, looking out for violators of the "no
quarantine pass" law. They looked at me each time. Nothing. As a matter
of fact, nobody paid any attention. They were all busy hurrying about.
Such is the plight of all who are in bondage to the power of the god of
this world, whose desires are no different from the evil one who holds
them bound in his snare.
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