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Re: [steiner] why did the chicken cross the road?

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  • golden3000997@cs.com
    The first time, he did it just because it was there. He felt at one with the road and he crossed it without thinking. The next time he came to the road, he
    Message 1 of 4 , Oct 11, 2002
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      The first time, he did it just because it was there. He felt at one with the
      road and he crossed it without thinking.

      The next time he came to the road, he realized that there were TWO sides to
      the road and that he was on one side and didn't really know what was on the
      other side. He didn't cross over, because he didn't know what he would find,
      if anything.

      The third time, he studied the situation and came to the conclusion that
      there WAS something over there, but he could never know for sure what it was.
      All who followed him thereafter failed to cross the road.

      The fourth time, he felt weighed down by a sense of responsibility and felt
      it was his duty to cross the road, whether he liked it or not. It was his
      fate. He went through a lot of depression over this.

      The fifth time, he came to the realization that, although he had some karma
      with the road, he could, in time, come to perceive what really lay on the
      other side and that he was totally free in his decision as to whether or not
      to make the crossing. He crossed over in perfect freedom, although accepting
      the responsibility for his action.
    • Mathew Morrell
      Why did the chicken cross the road? Rudolph Steiner: Circa 1998 there shall rise a chicken of fierce countenance, and he will cross and re-cross the road
      Message 2 of 4 , Oct 11, 2002
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        Why did the chicken cross the road?

        Rudolph Steiner:


        Circa 1998 there shall rise a chicken of fierce countenance, and he
        will cross and re-cross the road whenever he so chooseth, for he will
        be the first, vertical, upright chicken, a thing of blasphemy,
        walking on two legs over dug outs and baseball diamonds where he
        torrments small children and umpires. Let him who hath understanding
        count the number of this beast, for it is the number of the San Diego
        Chicken, and his number is 666.
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