Eventual Fate

“You know nothing of future time,” pronounced Deep Thought, “and yet in my teeming circuitry I can navigate the infinite delta streams of future probability and see that there must one day come a computer whose merest operational parameters I am not worthy to calculate, but which it will be my fate eventually to design.”

Fook was losing patience. He pushed his notebook aside and muttered, “I think this is getting needlessly messianic.”

HITCHHIKER’S GUIDE TO THE GALAXY by Douglas Adams