Sickening self, break off more fragments of existence.
You, yourself, are just a pebble.
There is no hope of you to be carved into something else. A structure, a previous core, at minimum, is required. From outward the basis of existence would show. But there is no hope of that when there is no mass to begin with.
Stand tall and small, fade out like a fizzled spark, starting no flame, initializing no blaze.
All creation and time to create a boulder of existence mocked and wasted on emotion.
There is no product of the process.
