Cosmic Chicken Why Cross? · Of Eagles & Rainbow Serpents
⁘ “We are well into the high winds of the twilight zone here. Mystic presence on the wheels. No more dodo-bird. We are airborn! Of morbid chicken crossing roads and molting into rainbow serpents. What's going on? Into broad expanses!”
Explore the fullness of your horizon.
Expand your potentials, broaden your mind.
Fear not oblivion, nothing is everything.
It's all good as you take the long road.
Long road is a cycle closed. Ouroboros swallowing its own tale.
Don't be a dumb little dodo bird stuck in the cage going extinct.
Spread your wings, fly like an eagle.
Explore the expanse.
Why did the chicken cross the road?
It was a tragic existential crisis with suicidal tendencies.
Now, how did the chicken become a feathered rainbow serpent,
gliding across the slipstreams of the cosmos?
That my friend is a tale for another ride.
It's raining, and I am driving home.
Back home, back to nowhere.