Sunday, November 22, 2009

Story | Dust

Sooner or later things don’t matter anymore. Everything will decompose into particles, possibly regenerating into something new. Something none of us knew about.

Won’t it be nice to be a cloud? Or a happy marshmallow being roasted and melted with chocolate as part of a s’more? Don’t forget the graham cracker. And also bagged inside a metallic piece of wrapping paper with little sparkly triangles.

Press the reset button. Restart your existence.


2009/11/02

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