The regular bludgeonings of chance and circumstance are troubles from eternity, and shall not fail. If we remain expectant and persistent, adversity can be born, and if we can we must. Endure to conquer. Root on, little pig, root on…
The harm that history has done to the pig is grievous but not final. Pigs continue as passengers, pulsing in and out of history’s conveyances. The wild boar is still in their imaginations. Persistent, it roots in the brackens and breaks the barricades, for outward is one steep direction that remains always open.
the Porcine Oracle