When I was way younger, a small boy in Colombia, I visited a beautiful finca (ranch) in the mountains outside of the city. It was gorgeous and breathtakingly quiet. I remember standing a safe but close distance behind a line of immense cows as they fed from one long container. My face must have gaped in awe because I remember being in awe of how huge, powerful and gentle these creatures were. But that must have been nothing compared to the face I made when the cow pie released by the cow in front of me at that moment hit the ground and splattered, my 4 ft body and face speckled with brown and black.
In many places and cultures the cow is considered a holy creature, and its excrement a divine substance. Maybe I was blessed by that cow. But then again, maybe I just got shit on.
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