So
in my dream I poured some vanilla and then some cream into a glass of ice. Then
I filled the glass with club soda, stirred it a little and was very satisfied
with the sweet, refreshing taste. Then with concoction in hand I crashed the
latest board meeting at Apple.
They
were, as you might imagine, stunned to have a stranger suddenly show up out of
nowhere—but that is how dreams tend to play. It was then that I riffed like
Nietzsche’s madman. “You are fools to try and imitate Personality because it is
disingenuous.” I took another sip of my homemade cream soda to let the spoken
truth sink in. “It is not only disingenuous,” I continued, “but it is
impossible. Imitate Principle…that you can do; that can be done.”
I’m
still not sure why I would care enough to share wisdom like that with Apple but
maybe I’ll send them a letter.
Maybe.
But
I am definitely going to try making that drink.
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