father-time
Original: father-time on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Man: Father Time, why can't you stop?
Panel 2:
Man: You've killed so many people I loved. Wrecked so many places that mattered to me.
Father Time (an old man with a long beard, holding a scythe): You're only thinking of the bad things!
Panel 3:
Father Time: I make butterflies from bugs! I turn seeds to redwoods. I build the geologic strata and send rivers to hew them into rainbows!
Panel 4:
Father Time: The sunset and sunrise! Solstice and equinox! Eclipse and conjunction!
Panel 5:
Man: But I'm a modern person! I live in a townhouse, man. I don't know any of that stuff.
Father Time: Without me, seasonal fast food offerings would be impossible.
Panel 6:
Father Time: In a deathless world, there is no mystery. No wonder.
Father Time: Be at peace, my son.
Votey:
Text header: THE SEASONS
List:
Spring
Summer
Pumpkin-Time
Mint-Time
Man: Father Time, why can't you stop?
Panel 2:
Man: You've killed so many people I loved. Wrecked so many places that mattered to me.
Father Time (an old man with a long beard, holding a scythe): You're only thinking of the bad things!
Panel 3:
Father Time: I make butterflies from bugs! I turn seeds to redwoods. I build the geologic strata and send rivers to hew them into rainbows!
Panel 4:
Father Time: The sunset and sunrise! Solstice and equinox! Eclipse and conjunction!
Panel 5:
Man: But I'm a modern person! I live in a townhouse, man. I don't know any of that stuff.
Father Time: Without me, seasonal fast food offerings would be impossible.
Panel 6:
Father Time: In a deathless world, there is no mystery. No wonder.
Father Time: Be at peace, my son.
Votey:
Text header: THE SEASONS
List:
Spring
Summer
Pumpkin-Time
Mint-Time
Alt text
A six-panel comic. A worried man confronts Father Time, depicted as an old man with a long white beard holding a scythe. The man asks, "Father Time, why can't you stop? You've killed so many people I loved. Wrecked so many places that mattered to me." Father Time replies, "You're only thinking of the bad things!" He spreads his arms wide and lists the wonders he creates: "I make butterflies from bugs! I turn seeds to redwoods. I build the geologic strata and send rivers to hew them into rainbows! The sunset and sunrise! Solstice and equinox! Eclipse and conjunction!" The man, unimpressed, says, "But I'm a modern person! I live in a townhouse, man. I don't know any of that stuff." (A silhouette panel shows Father Time gesturing toward a figure.) Father Time pivots: "Without me, seasonal fast food offerings would be impossible." In the final panel he embraces the man from behind and says, "In a deathless world, there is no mystery. No wonder. Be at peace, my son." Votey: A simple title "THE SEASONS" over a list reading: Spring, Summer, Pumpkin-Time, Mint-Time — reducing the seasons to fast-food flavor cycles.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.