Sometimes you have intuitive insight about how you think things are going to be, and you write that. Other times you fantasize completely, which has nothing to do with predicting the future.
Our civilization is flinging itself to pieces. Stand back from the centrifuge.
See the world. It's more fantastic than any dream.
God, here and there, makes madness a calling.
Teachers are to inspire; librarians are to fulfill.
So few want to be rebels anymore. And out of those few, most, like myself, scare easily.