As time goes on and we see the nature of reality we realize there is little difference between the stone and the tree, the sky and the sea. It is density only in that a vacuum can be dense. To consume flesh of the fish is as the flesh of leaf and bean.

“How many protons you got in that trunk, baby?”

The toddler on the beach looms dominion over the tiny neuston scramble in terror.

“Look at this shit bro, they’re just watching! Pussies bro.”