On my seventh birthday, my father swore, for the first of many times, that I would die facedown in a cesspool. On that same occasion, my mother, with all the accompanying mystery and elevated language appropriate for a prominent diviner, turned her cards, screamed delicately, and proclaimed that my doom was written in water and blood and ice. As for me, from about that time and for twenty years since, I had spat on my middle finger and slapped the rump of every aingerou I noticed, murmuring the sincerest, devoutest prayer that I might prove my parents' predictions wrong. Not so much that I feared the doom itself - doom is just the hind end of living, after all - but to see the two who birthed me confounded. .Carol Berg
About This Quote
Praying that you will not die in a cesspool is quite common. It is a way of wishing that no one will die in such a way. However, the idea of praying for something doesn’t prevent you from getting it. Some people are blessed with good health and longevity, while others are cursed with bad health and short lives.
The point here is that you can have whatever you want if you are patient enough to pursue it. If you don’t see your desired result, try again another day.
Source: Flesh And Spirit
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