Echoes of Dusk
In Search of Meaning...
Do the echoes of yesterday's footsteps echo in tomorrow's silence, or merely in today's coffee cups?
The elephant in the room does not always trumpet its presence; sometimes it quietly contemplates existential dilemmas.
The Unfortunate Dance of the Chicken
Once upon a time, a chicken crossed the road. It was utterly unremarkable until it realized it had forgotten its umbrella. The street became a chaotic stage littered with dancing pigeons and a confused mime. But alas, the chicken's umbrella was never meant to be.
“Why did I cross the road?” it asked the watchdog philosopher, who simply stared back through bifocal lenses. “Perhaps to find the meaning of life in a puddle,” retorted the chicken, scarf in wing.
Consider discovering alternative existence at Cosmic Journey or perhaps a dive into Sandwich Phenomenon.