Last Night, I Dreamed Of A Farm Animal
true story bro
at last the farm animal spoke to me, not out loud, but telepathically, and his voice echoed in my mind, ringing with ancient wisdom and regal power.
how many licks to get to the centre of a tootsie roll pop?
I gasped; such a question had never entered my mind, and now it stretched my paradigms of reality. the farm animal watched sadly as I struggled with this concept. I somehow understood that he had attempted to bring others to enlightenment before, and they so often failed at this crucial stage.
then, in a burst of rose-coloured light, I understood. the universe sprawled out before me in a simple pattern that I had never looked close enough to understand before. the farm animal watched me with pride. he had entered my dream to teach me the secrets of the universe, and I had passed the test. soon, I would become like him: a true farm animal, and one day others might dream of me.