One high-stepping kid told a playmate, “I guess the most memorable advice I ever received from my father was, ‘Don’t count your chickens.’” And later as his buddy was relating this episode to his brother, he noted, “Not only is that so-called notable advisement weird, since the kid has no chickens, I’ll tell you something weirder – I don’t think that kid’s GOT an old man.”
Then a real loud voice proclaimed…wait a minute…try it like this: Then over the solar, neural P.A. system, a real loud voice announced, “Okay, all of you already on the playground can stay, the rest of you – BACK TO WORK!”
The closer you get to manifold time, the more things congregate, and separate, revealing their true connections.
Attempting to steer her in proper vocational directions, one father said to his daughter, “Kid, I just don’t think you’re brittle enough to be a Romantic poet.”
To some minds the concept of a “tyrant with a heart” seems anomalous. while in some parallel futures he is the messiah pro tem.