We are chickens! And we are running!
We are chickens because we got out of an egg.
There was a time when we lived in the egg.
The egg protected us. It was the world in which we lived, where we were good. There was no other universe for us. The egg was our home, our refuge ... our shell.
This egg was our youth.
Now we have grown... we opened our egg and... we are running.
But our run is not an escape. This run is a journey that will lead us to be old and still living ... in other times and other places.
So we are The Running Chickens!