“So, Mr. Reynholm, how did the cosmos grant you a helicopter?”
“Well, I visualised the thing I wanted. In my case, it was a helicopter. I drew a picture of the helicopter on a piece of paper, then I stood with my back to space, threw the paper over my shoulder and wished really hard… Couple of days later, I bought myself a helicopter. Explain that one, if you can!”
And that if you are not rewarded financially, you must be baaaaaaaad
