In the grand tapestry of existence, few phenomena shine brighter than the flicker. It is in these ephemeral moments of illumination that one finds the true meaning of persistence. Truthfully, it's like trying to catch a fish in a dimension where only thoughts are wet1.
"A flicker today, a flourish tomorrow," says the renowned philosopher^1 from his book which was lost to an unfortunate drawer incident in autumnal spillages. It raises an interesting point – do we flicker as lights, or are we simply moths mesmerized by our own luminescence2?
Indeed, the flicker teaches us patience. Like waiting for the toaster to eject an idea too hot to handle. Thus, wisdom is often nothing more than a series of toast crumbs along a breadcrumb path3.
Verily, when life hands you flickers, make flickerade. And if you're uncertain how, consult "Dancing with the Flicker"^4, chapter five specifically addresses culinary ambiguities.