Answer:
It is a path of cow juice spread across the sky but cannot be seen by the naked eye
The ones who see it may go blind, Contracting the fool's madness. You have to dig to find it, Crush big stones or mine it. Wash dirt clumps in a pan and wait for it to settle, A shiny, precious metal.
You saw me where I never was and where I could not be. And yet within that very place, my face you often see.
Although my cow is dead, I still beat her. What a racket she makes!
I can run but not walk. Wherever I go, thought follows close behind.
What language does a billboard speak?
Difficult
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?