The Kiddie Version

There is, of course, the “kiddie version” of the Revolutionist’s ark wherein there are at least two views of everything.



There’s gonna be this one guy who always brought his own drugs and entertainment with him wherever he went, even when empty handed at a nudist colony.



One rainy day, while his little grey cells were just sitting around noodling, one group of them said, “Only those who can hear the difference between Haydn and Mozart know the difference.”  And shortly, another cellular collection replied, “But only those who know that there is a difference between Haydn and Mozart can hear a difference.”  And finally the man himself spoke up and said, “Would you repeat that last part again?”  And quite startled, both groups yelled, “Who said that!?”



One young lad, in his burgeoning attempt to become his own advisor and philosopher, said to himself, “What is the good of having something if you’re just going to use it.”  (Well, I told you his efforts were inchoate.)



The “external” world is a perfectly beautiful metaphor for your “internal” one, for the very reasons you should have now come to suspect.