Dimensions are imagined, and like to argue with each otheR. Watch 3D Chickens gnash beaks with other Poultry Varieties.

Here in the farm, dimensions are imagined into existence, hatched from the initial 9 angle sets of creation.

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“3D Chickens argue with other Poultry Varieties.”

It’s fun to play with relative duality, where all dimensions are but imagined into existence and non-existence. Yet, in the present there are no dimensions, for thought and its reflections aren't there to tease you into such contemplation ; )

There’s as many dimensions as there are reflections.

“4D Bantams gossip that 3D Leghorns are just as illusory-like as 2D Rhode Island Reds.”

Are you chicken to examine how many dimensions you’ve invented?

“6D’s peck a lot, while bad-beakin’ 5D Orpingtons.”

“The 1D Speckled Sussex sits around clucking, ‘The more dimensions, the more ‘illusions’ you’ve created.’”

“9D’s hop on 8D’s illusory levels roost… where all the ‘Ds’ are illusory-like subjective cages.”

The number of ‘dimensions’ shrink and grow in concert with your attention’s proximity to the original distinctive fractal.

Uncover your essential nature as you bring yourself to a place of ‘no dimension’.

“Zero D sits in its creative free-range void and cock-a-doodle-doo’s,
’If all is illusion, what of those who experience the ‘illusion’? Are they ‘illusion’?’”

“Here in the farm, dimensions are imagined into existence, hatched from the initial 9 angle sets of creation. Above that, chickens become both super-creator 10D versions that multiply intent, and super-reproductive El Even breeds that ensure duality stays intact within the coop.”

Unlearn imaginary dimensions, and their implication that ‘more is better’ and ‘further advanced’. There are as many as one can imagine. For if the goal is to reach your essential nature, it's sensible to go the other direction, removing them until you arrive home ; )