He promises a crane in the clouds, But better take Sparrow you in the hands of. The chickens of tomorrow can easily disappear, And eggs in scrambled eggs are getting cold today...
I don't like the word «tomorrow» as I like to enjoy life right now.
Tomorrow may never come while today is what we have. Tomorrow is a pigeon on the roof while today is a sparrow in the hand. Perhaps, one part of me will appreciate the sparrow in the hand while the other part will dream of the pigeon on the roof. However, I don't have naive hopes. My dream pigeon is not a necessity but rather a nice bonus that I may get or not.
The more useful and beautiful (including novelty) a result is, the more success it will bring. However, the problem is that big results are the children of big goals and it takes a lot of time and efforts to fulfil big goals. That's why those who hunt for cranes in the bush at first seem to be less successful than titmouse hunters.
People who pursue big or small goals, resemble tomtit and crane hunters. It's hard to say what is better. Cranes are more beautiful and tomtits are more useful and canny.
If the money is today, then this one will be worth one coin, if tomorrow, then two. Today's tit is worth more than tomorrow's crane, which, by the way, still needs to be caught. All these hopes and plans, written with a pitchfork on the water, are, of course, good, but we live today, and I personally have never been to tomorrow in my whole life, one continuous endless today.
A fleeting perspective or a long-term profit. What to choose? It's greed that votes in favor of a long-term profit, but fear and life experience are against as they are sure that a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
A ram begs a wolf: «Please, don’t eat me, I’m good. Spare my life the sake of humanism and my children. You will shear me and buy food by selling my wool. You can also share my children – lambs. It’s much more advantageous that eating me». The wolf hesitates, deciding what to do: to eat the pie in his hands or to listen to the ram. The ram’s plan seems reasonable, but it’s somehow too complicated. In the end, the wolf made a «decision worthy of Solomon» and decided to eat every second ram and to shear every first one.
To get the future, you have to sacrifice the past. A tit must be sacrificed for hope. They say a bird in the hand is better than a crane in the sky, but the best is the enemy of the good. Remember, we always want the best, and it turns out"as always". If you want something other than" always, " give up the best.
A bird in the hand is a reality, and a crane in the sky is an illusion and a Mirage. No need to run after a crane in the sky, wait until it becomes a tit.
A crane in the sky is not a reason to throw a tit. The crane is a dream, a source of cheerfulness and spiritual energy. You will never put a guiding star in your pocket, but you can always be inspired by it.
A tit in the hands of a crane in the sky does not interfere. Catch the available, dream of the impossible. The crane will not go anywhere, it is a goal stretched in time, and the tit must be grabbed before it flies away.
Theoretically, the short-term benefit is a lie, and the long-term benefit is the truth. However, a lie will never agree that it is called a lie and will say that it is better to have a chickadee in your hands than a crane in the sky. It is fair to call both options true. Truth Plus and truth minus.