Apparently I'm Vermont.
You're Vermont!
Making mountains out of molehills is your specialty. Then you sell
tickets for people to ski down the slippery slopes of said molehills. What you lack in
elevation you make up for in syrupy sweetness to those around you. It has been noted that
perhaps you are too likely to stick to others, and thus become a nuisance to those you
hoped to sweeten. In your wardrobe at home, you have more than just great
coats.
Take the State Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
So here I am, working on my assignment for The Tempest, when I stumble upon something interesting. I'm reading this little pamphlet thing they gave us that explains our assignment, and it amazes me how much I can learn about my own faith from a pamphlet on an Shakespeare assignment.
"Prospero's acute sense of injury makes it especially difficult for him to forgive and trust others, which he must do if he is to return his marriageable daughter to the human world. It's not that Prospero has to forget that his brother has wronged him; rather, he must abandon his overwhelming and debilitating sense that he is the innocent victim. Forgiveness, after all, is an act of generosity despite real injury. And forgetting, as in "forgive and forget," doesn't mean becoming oblivious to the past; it means overcoming the selfish sense that one's personal injury trumps all other concerns. Only when Prospero can forgive others - whether or not they merit his forgiveness - can he reintegrate into human society. Such forgiveness of the trespasses of others, rather than any exercise of power, is indeed God-like."
It's so true.
I just noticed that my lj layout is on military time.