Ok, finally got around to changing the introduction text. But as you can see, I'm too sianz to write a proper one, so am going to blabber on in hopes that you will get an idea of what sort of person I am by guessing. Yeah, the format of this blog is crap. I haven't got around to fixing it. Later lah.. Much later...
"If, tonight, the most beautiful prostitute in the village came in here, would you be able to see her as neither beautiful nor seductive?"
"No, but I would be able to control myself", the saint replied.
"And if I offered you a pile of gold coins to leave your cave in the mountain and come in and join us, would you be able to look on that gold and see only pebbles?"
"No, but I would be able to control myself."
"And if you were sought by two brothers, one of whom hated you, and the other who saw you as a saint, would you be able to feel the same towards them both?"
"It would be very hard, but I would be able to control myself sufficiently to treat both the same."
It was all a matter of control. And choice. Nothing more and nothing less."
- The Devil and Miss Prym
Sometimes I have feelings, thoughts, instincts, desires, emotions. I feel guilty, because I can't control them. I can't control having fears, making snap judgments, my personality, irrational desires, evil thoughts, loving people, disliking people.
But what I can control is my behaviour. I can give, I can abstain; I can pretend, I can make an effort; I can smile, I can try, I can let go. It is not the within that finally defines us - it is the outside. Our actions and choices, are what leaves a mark at the end of the day.
