"Yes, Child, one person." The Prophet said.
"That's all, one person?"
"Didn't I say one?"
"Sure you did, but I don't understand why one person is so significant?"
"One person with a vision rocks the world, Child."
"Is that why the world isn't rocking?"
"Yes, Child. No vision. "
"Is being one with a vision dangerous, Prophet?" The Child asked, thinking she had cornered The Prophet by giving him a question he couldn't answer.
"You could say it's safer to flock together than to step out and be different."
"Does having a vision make you different?" The Child asked.
The Prophet observed his apprentice with her legs stretched out on the lily pad. The whale had moved close to the pad so she could lean back comfortably on him as she learned.
"What your goal, Child?"
"To rock the world."
"Well, you won't rock it without your vision."
"Your vision is your roadmap. It plots your course and keeps you going. Without vision, you get lost, Child."
"Oh, I see."
"Do you really?"
"Yes, but doesn't vision bring responsibility, Prophet?"
"Good question, Child, but that's enough for today. Would you like to take Mr. Whale for a ride?"