GOD OF ...?

The Other Middle (3/4)

"We have waited for you so long! NOW you are finally back!".

After they said this they are both taking a bow. I am confused. Completely puzzled. More than before. If this is possible. The chickens were ... waiting for me?

Some seconds ago I thought they were going to kill me, eat me alive, these kinds of things. Now it seems like they are ... worshipping me.

"It is time to bring you home so everybody can celebrate your RETURN. We were sent to escort you ... your holiness."

HOLINESS?

Ahah. what a PLOT TWIST.

Apparently, I am ... their ... GOD. I'm really trying hard to keep my face together at this point. To be honest, it's not that I waited all my life for this. But maybe I should keep riding the wave?! Realistically speaking, when was I going to be God of something again, right?!

"Ahhm ... Thank you ... servants?!". You and anybody else can probably tell straight away, that this "god status" is really new to me, as I'm not too familiar with the terminology.

"You shall ... bring me home now!" I spoke the words and the two servant chickens did just as I said. Sorry, as I "demanded". One of them drops down even more so that I am able to enter its back. WOW. Nice view already from here so far.

Definitely worth it.

On the back of his head, I find some really strong, big feathers, which I can hold on to. As if they had rehearsed this procedure a million times, both chickens turn around 45 degrees, take a few steps down to the beach and then start to widen their wings. They are chickens but I feel like I am riding on one of the eagles from the Lord of the Rings. Almost as majestic, they rise up through the air. 

The view is INSANE! If you ever have the chance to fly on top of a giant chicken – I recommend you go for it and don't think twice.

We are having an amazing flight over the island. I can see the palm trees and the turquoise waters before we head for a huge part of the tropical forest.

My GOD, a little wordplay there, I am very excited to see what's waiting there. What's coming next. And then, slowly, in the distance, it is starting to appear.

Somehow, news made the round quite fast and everybody is on their feet. I see little chickens with their parents, older ones together and alone, THIS is MY... land.

My kingdom.

I am heavily moved by this warm welcome and totally amazed by people's support. When we come closer, I start to wave energetically to the crowd and to everyone I can spot standing a bit more behind. Some are wearing shirts with my face on, some are weaving flags with my name, and others even painted eggs with my initials, holding them up in the air. Cuties!

We are now landing in the middle of a space that was cleared by security chickens seconds ago. Moments after, everybody around is again storming towards my two guards, trying to touch me or at least get as close as possible. Some of them have tears in their eyes.

Tears of happiness. Tears of joy and hope. I'm close to crying myself. It's all very touching. But then I remind myself again that I am their God. And probably they don't want to see their God crying, wouldn't send the right signals, I guess.

I'm not so sure about the current situation here but I am thirsting for action. I want to make them even happier. Wealthier. Where are the ministers? I want to declare something right away. I want to be the God that they want me to be, this I know for sure.

Now I am walking toward something that looks like a giant throne. Other guard chickens are standing trills so that I can make my way through the crowd. The atmosphere is amazing, I can hear music playing in the background, and everything seems incredibly cheerful.

I am making my way further down toward the throne. It's shiny but stylishly decorated. I have a million things in mind that I want to say. Promises, ideas, jokes, the complete repertoire. The music gets louder.

I am about to sit down on the throne, which seems to consist of very little, incredibly beautiful pieces of eggshells, all stitched together and meticulously painted with some tropical bright colors. The music gets even louder, the chickens are partying like there is no tomorrow. I am about to sit on the throne and turn to the crowd.

To the people. To my people.

To my chickens. I am taking a last look at this wonderful throne before I take a sit. WOW. These colors. Most of them are red and brown though. This energy. I am taking a closer look now. But .... no.

This cannot be.

I am now centimeters away from the small pieces of eggshell and it seems like, right in front of my eyes, they are turning into small little pieces of .... Coca-Cola jelly beans.

No. No no, no.

It cannot be. Suddenly, it all feels slightly ... off. I am staring at the small disgusting jelly beans in disbelief. I don't understand. The sound of the masses that felt so warm and welcoming suddenly feels cold and distant. The music is now so loud that it seems that whatever speaker is playing it, is about to burst!

Then indeed, I hear a "BOOM"!