Thursday, August 7, 2008
this place is too cold for hell
"hows macbeth?" "he's dead your royal highness."
3km run tmr. i dont mind a longer distance though. running on sand, so cool, i think i'll stop running when i'm on the sand. i want to see the sunrise.
thank the Lord for my tests, cheers to the Lord for life's good and bad. valleys shall turn to springs.
i memorised macbeth's super cool soliloquy (part of it).
i'll be patient: its the beginning of the end.
Faith, here's an equivocator, that could
swear in both the scales against either scale, who com-
mitted treason enough for God's sake, yet could
not equivocate to heaven. O, come in, equivocator.
5:24 PM