There was a hen. Free. Wandering around in the mighty woods. Hopping from here to there. Slim.
There was a peasant, with a grain full barn.
The hen was invited to the barn by a friend… she went. She saw the grains, and filled herself up. So much that she couldn’t leave.
The story says she couldn’t physically fit through the hole she used to get into the barn. She gained so much weight in the barn, her body couldn’t get through the hole anymore.
Of course, she could not have eaten so much. Of course, she might have fasted a while until she got slim and fit the hole again. Of course, she couldn’t have gone at all, or left by her will much earlier. And yet …
And yet, the story went that the peasant caught the hen and kept her imprisoned for life. To pay for the grains. With her eggs.
Has the hen still have a choice to leave?
If yes, when? And if not, why?
There is a seduction in the barn, there is a seduction in the freedom itself. Feeling free is something only you can feel. You may find out that you can choose to exchange your eggs for more than a meal. YOU ARE the MIGHTY Hen.
