Two Worlds Collide

A beautiful, yet awkward looking bird catches your eye as you stare at the mural. It’s turquoise blue and green. Somehow it has a slight resemblance to the bird on the “Cocoa Puffs” box. The yellow, orange beak is the same color. Around it madness ensues. A man wears a long, sky blue shirt that goes down to his feet with a red tie. His eyes are scrunched closed as he holds out a fish—almost as large as he is—to the Cocoa Puff bird. Near the offering man is an object, which looks like Pac-man. He has the same expression as the man holding the fish, but he is facing the other direction away from the gigantic, crazy bird. He’s standing on a fork, bent in all the wrong directions. The fork is up right on a plate of bacon, next to a red mug of coffee.

Happy. Fantasy. La la land. It’s the stuff you see in movies, the stuff you see in music videos. A perfect world with no problems. Peace.

One road connects the entire city. A beautiful array of pastel colors bathe it in a marvelous glow of serenity. It’s a spectacular place with every amenity necessary: hospitals, houses, vacation spots, and entertainment. There’s even a castle to represent dreams coming true. Princess and princes. The stuff of fairy tales. Everyone has something to do. A place to go or things to see.

Until the trucks come in!

“AHHHHHHHH!” the Humans screeched. “What are these things? Where did they come from? Why are they eating us?” Questions were hurled through the air like rain. They poured down, but there was no umbrella to use as a shield. With everyone speaking at once, no one could understand a thing. It was just a gigantic mess of “but I think… WHY GOD? WHY? We’re all gonna die—we’re going to die. Bird!”

That was the one word which caught everyone’s attention. And sure enough a monstrous, turquoise bird with crazed eyes was coming toward the Humans. Squawking and screeching and flapping its massive wings. Behind him was a man. He was walking as if he was blind. Running into trees, people, water hydrants. In his hands was a fish almost as large as himself. How he was carrying it was a mystery. This not so blind man was desperately trying to keep up with this bird, but it was hard to do seeing as how his eyes were shut tight, scrunched up. His hands were out stretched, offering this bird a fish. But the bird paid no attention. He was having too much fun scaring these Humans. This was the best game he’d ever played.