Too true, Guo.
The chicken: a mighty animal, great in splendor, is matched by few. Even the glorified race of Elves is far below these creatures.
Far be it for me, however, to hold who is enlightened and who is not? How do we know that the chicken, although a noble animal, is not, as so many of us are, powered by reflex? Or perhaps it is the chicken's destiny to cross the road.
If it is, however, destiny, on must then ask the question: what is accomplished by this immortalized "crossing of the road"? Does it change the path of the Earth someday? Or does it cause a portal to open into some unknown world? What is the good of this "desity" fulfilled by the chicken (or evil, as the case may be)? If it is destiny, then it must have some bearing in the world.
If it is enlightenment, then how do we, as primitive humans, figure out when to cross our greenways in life? Will we, as humans, ever be as enlightened as the chicken? Are we even fit to determine the enlightenment of the chicken?
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"I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each others dreams, we can be together all the time." - Hobbes of Calvin and Hobbes
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