And since you hadn’t asked, this now confirmed:
It is more difficult to tell when time is running out on a rebel mind.
(And History asked, “Is that why I’m so reliable?”)
And for the Post-Graduate neurons, this update:
Metaphors: Symbols with an “escape clause.”
Each morning, as part of his hygiene-routine over the bathroom sink, this one man would conclude by throwing open his skull, holding his exposed brains up close to the mirror and loudly proclaiming, “Hog butcher to the world!”
One man sharpened his tongue
to help it get to the point.
Whatever you’re having – life’ll “pick up the check.” (Which is kinda fair, inasmuch, as you’ll be having whatever life WANTS you to have.)