"Do you remember that time we were Talking together, each of things, and I was talking about things that had supposedly happened, and even though they didn't happen, you could remember them?" spaketh naam=-3.

"For truly, my grower, I do and sole." replied 8t4, eyes widened for naught of reason.

"My associate, those were the times when I inserted memories into your mind, for I am all-powered, and though I may not be all-loving, I do care about you." was the part II.

"What about . . ." taking a moment through shock, "but what about the times when I was walking on that beach and there were . . . I think . . . something about the number of footprints, some mathematical fornication." expressed 8T4 in its way.

"My associate, I can explain everything. What I think you were referring to was the moment when you looked back upon the path of your life and saw a period marked only by sets of footprints along a beach. By and in tune, there were generally two sets of footprints. However, along the beach was a stretch where the sets of footprints numbered only one. what happened was, we were walking together for a long time. But at one point along the way, you stopped from fatigue. You said unto me, 'Fuck this shit, I don't even know where we're going. I need to stop.' And so I too stopped and waited for you for awhile. And before long we were going again, but again you stopped. This, my Associate, became untenable for the all-powered being of my self.

"And so those times where you see only one set of footprints, those were the times I kept going without you."

"But my Grower, did I not eventually get started again? Did I languish there?" Cryingly 8t4 replied.