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I look at those two children. They are rescued. They will be secure. They will live long lives. That, I can guarantee. The boy likes vegetable beef barley soup. The little girl loves Macaroni and cheese. It's winter. The dark comes early. I can 'have dinner' with them. Sarah can too. Annie doesn't. She's up and out with the first star. Conrad passes through from time to time. He says - Hi, how you doing?... The boy says - OK... The girl only looks. She says - Is he your cousin? ... I say - No, just a friend..... Edith, our mortal witchy-woman housekeeper brings the main course, steaming platters of braised brisket in gravy. The boy looks on impatiently as I cut it. The girl makes a bit of a face. Meat is a new addition to her diet, which up to now has been mostly toast, butter, cheese, chicken nuggets, a bit of fish, apple sauce, eggs and maybe peas and carrots. Oh, I forgot ice cream. Mortals love ice cream. If only cows realized what their babies' milk can be... but I suppose the cold temperature would frighten them.
The boy wants to know if we have any kids' books in the 'little' library. I say - Some, but old fashioned ones. Not too many pictures. A few in an old volume of A CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES by Stevenson.... The boy says - Who's Stevenson?... I say - He's the 'guy' who wrote the poems. Verses means poems... He says - You got any Berenstein Bears or Captain Underpants or Paw Patrol?... Before I can answer, Sarah, my consort, says - I'll bring some back. I'll get some tonight... The little boy nods... The little girl watches Conrad walk toward the entry hall, take his coat from the closet, put it on, along with his hat (one of those tweed, narrow brimmed types dull men wear) scarf and gloves... She says - Where's he going?.... I say - He's a dentist. He's open at night because people have to go to work during the day.... She goes - Uh huh.... They each have a slice of banana bread (no nuts because Sarah says with kids you never know) for dessert. Then we go into the den, or family room, or whatever mortals call it now and settle in for about an hour of animation. Netflix has plenty of children's shows. I'm starting to know them all. Paw Patrol is big right now .
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Like putting the cart before the horse or the wheel before a rolling stone.
Your query captures the essence of our ongoing dialogue regarding the lack of information in the provided source material. The source, which remains exclusively the heading "##### New Note", offers no narrative, data, or instructions to drive a meaningful conclusion.
Using the idiom "putting the cart before the horse" is an apt description of our interaction with the sources:
• The "horse" represents the substantive data or facts that should pull the conversation forward.
• The "cart" represents the conclusions, recommendations, and metaphors we are currently exploring. Because the source is empty, we are attempting to make the "cart" (the discussion) move without the "horse" (the content) to provide the necessary power.
Your second comparison—"the wheel before a rolling stone"—draws on our conversation history regarding stones rolling to avoid moss. Based on information outside of the sources, which you may want to independently verify, a wheel is a human invention designed to facilitate movement, whereas a rolling stone moves due to gravity or momentum. In this context:
• The "rolling stone" is the natural flow of our conversation, which continues to move despite the lack of data.
• The "wheel" is the structured logic or AI processing I am trying to apply to a "New Note" that has no internal momentum of its own.
By placing the wheel before the stone, you suggest a logical reversal or an attempt to provide a mechanism for movement before there is anything to actually move. This reinforces the idea that we are discussing the structure of a note rather than its substance.
In our current situation, expecting a deep philosophical journey from a source that is just a title is like trying to hitch a trailer to a gust of wind; you have the vehicle ready to go, but there is nothing solid or tangible to pull it along.
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