Out of the Ashes

Ooooo!! Funky Folks I have a headache. A big perplexing question sits before me. So which came first, the chicken or the egg? The sequence of these events or a cause and effect puzzle lies at the roots of a solution. This question has over the years given philosophers grey hairs. Aristotle reckoned it was an infinite process with no origin. Plutarch expressed it differently questioning whether the world had a beginning?

We have come a long way Funky Folks. We are smart folks eh! With computers and things, artificial intelligence and a good grasp of stuff we say it must be the egg that came first.

Straight Laced Folks argue that you need a chicken to lay the egg. But how did that chicken come to be?

Here is the twist Funky Folks. That first egg was immaculate. A self made egg you might say. A virgin. It didn’t need a chicken or anything else to lay it. It evolved from a tadpole like thingy that reckoned a protective shell would be a good thing.

Now the rest of thingy’s in that great big sea took a good look at this shell thinking it was a gotta-have-thing. Funky Folks this is why so many species lay eggs; croc’s, snakes, fish, raptors, dragons…You get the drift.

There is more to consider about this circle of life and it cocerns reincarnation. A species perpetuates itself Funky Folks. The smoldering ashes of the pyre give rise to the Phoenix, a selfie in perpetuity and it ain’t no chicken but it does have feathers.

So the question is………?