The Oracle of All Wisdom put down the phone. He felt deeply disturbed. No doubt the caller derived much relief out of the advice he had dispensed, has they always do. He wondered what they would think if they knew how inept he was at following his own advice. He in turn derived relief from the reassurances and advice that he received from the Oracle of Oracles of All Wisdom, who in turn, turned to the Oracle of Oracles of Oracles of All Wisdom, and so on and so forth. In the end, nobody was good at following his own advice. However, when his own advice was given to him by another, when the same assurances he screamed to himself over and over were plainly spoken to him by another soul, everything changed. There was no Ultimate Oracle.