6 October 2010
;10:10 "If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, do we not revenge?
If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that."
//William Shakespeare; The Merchant of Venice
In less than three months, it will be a year. Right now, it's not shaping up to be the year I thought it would be but oh, when do things ever follow what you expect them to be? In all, I know I would have learnt something from this year of my life. Testing can be suffering, but suffering produces perseverance; perseverance moulds character and character, hope. And hope will not disappoint. It feels like I've walked in a circle back to the starting point. But it doesn't matter. Because I'm not the same as I was when I started. As Swadling of eggquity would say, I can't explain why eggquity works this way sometimes, but there's nothing automatic about this process.
"If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, do we not revenge?
If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that."
//William Shakespeare; The Merchant of Venice
In less than three months, it will be a year. Right now, it's not shaping up to be the year I thought it would be but oh, when do things ever follow what you expect them to be? In all, I know I would have learnt something from this year of my life. Testing can be suffering, but suffering produces perseverance; perseverance moulds character and character, hope. And hope will not disappoint. It feels like I've walked in a circle back to the starting point. But it doesn't matter. Because I'm not the same as I was when I started. As Swadling of eggquity would say, I can't explain why eggquity works this way sometimes, but there's nothing automatic about this process.
