Coming home
Posted by Patrik Edvardsson | Posted in Amsterdam , cows , culture , dream , Love | Posted on 7:15 PM
He felt the need to leave the other cows as he searched for cultural awareness. He came to Amsterdam, he came for love. And when he climbed the dirty stairs to the apartment where culture was being produced, he felt the feeling only people who follow their heart and discard the rest feel, the feeling of a beating heart. When he finally arrived, tired after the long walk, he took a deep breath. This was home. Maybe it was just another day for most people, but for this cow, it meant finally realizing that what he had dreamt about out on the fields, but was to afraid to discuss with the other cows, was true. That there is nothing greater than following your heart.
some day scholars will read this post to try to get a glimpse into the motivations of the author. My first instinct is that they will be baffled. If so, they should learn to think more like the cow
Technically it´s an ox if it´s a he. otherwise i wholeheartedly agree ;)
Kath: there is no place for logic or anatomically correct assumptions in this world. Well, the airportline world that is. But then again, in the real world, plastic cows does not leave the field to move to Amsterdam either. That's what makes airportline so appealing for the general cow population.