A young child once heard that his father had wanted to study psychology and then spend his life trying to change how people think. But when he asked his father, he was told not only that it wasn’t true, but that it wasn’t even possible.
“One man cannot do that,� his father declared.
“Must’ve been a dream,� he mused.
Years later, I am told, this same boy wonders at the truth here. He also wonders about the dream. Was this a foretelling of the future or at least some mystical directional signpost? If it was not something told him of his father, then from where did the memory come?


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15 October 2006 at 16:23
dean
Intriguing …