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B"H the wise ones did was to flap a little each day until their wings were ready and then jump from twigs between the branches , and only upon being urged by those who protect them ever finally made the big leap and realized they can fly successfully. Someone climbing fro m branch to branch should first test that unto which placing their foot, and keep in mind what will be their route of descent. A miracle, if a person without wings ca n act like a bird, I'd exclaim. The child could contradict me but still do exactly what she heard fro m her grandpa. I am habituated to conditioned verbal utterance s whe n amongst people, certain to establish my presence, as anything but inconsequential, I want to be heard. I'll often disguise what I say as jest, or so metimes anger that best be quelled, an d ofte n express dismay at the lack of intellectual consideration a mongst those amongst who m I circulate. I was good to my childre n because I need their love and when they call to explain why the y didn't call I tell the m, "me too, I didn't have a minute free." Tha t being said, I'm not sure what purpose to visit with them since we have so little in co mmon and yet, it's worth the effort to create a drama for the mo ments we devote to an enactment our family interrelationships. Now that I'm old and they fee l compelled to give me attention I see my investment of love has ripened into meaning of life. Can't tell you how many artistic creations I mad with my grandchildren, and yes much more importantly I utilize the Incre mental Development educationa l paradigms in everything we do together. Whatever investment of energy to prepare meals, buy toys play together within shared space; travel with and abide in their abodes; if only for short visits, so the story of life grows around the inner core becomes valuable as time extends into eternity. They'll re member my human sensitivities in realms where mo mentary recreation is an expression of life; form and functio n defined by tenets of cultural association. Our rational or spiritual credos inspire the mannerism that create connectivity between my mind and that of another with who m I wish to communicate. In the future, the events of share giving beco me as if an oil portrait showing me in exquisite detail, particles in rays of sun fading beyond the horizon. The worth a man attributes to himself is the strength of his being valuable to, but not the profit he can make off others. We can test this formula by investigation of behaviors that signify 245