Beyond the horizon, a door awaits. Not just any door, but the portal to a world where clocks tick in reverse and the air smells of pure satisfaction. Vision isn't merely the ability to see; it's the ability to perceive the unseen, to grasp the threads of whatever possibility is, and to twist them into something that resembles a well-rounded thought or spontaneous snack. Why settle for reality when the absurd can be so convincingly entwined with what you thought was possible?
Consider the chicken: it dreams in pecks and scratches, envisioning a destiny carved in free-range opulence. Shouldn't we, too, aspire to claw at the cosmic fabric, inviting chaos and coherence to dance the tango of existence? You see, the vision is ripe for the taking, like bananas on a tree that only grows in glyphs. Henceforth, you must understand that choosing the absurd route is not a dereliction; it is a proclamation of one's visionary status.
Are you not intrigued? Transcend with us, or remain in the lucid dream of the mundane. The choice is simply an illusion dressed in the garb of awesome possibilities.