A stellar atom of dust, soaring through a clumsy vacant space. A mere emptiness of emptiness that cannot be grokked by any intuition. A tiny small sort of existence, lost wandering in an ocean of darkness, upon deep hells of fire and lofty heavens of ice. A stellar dust brought to universe by a mighty might. A delicate stellar dust brought to live this devine irony, which is called life and death. A stellar atom thou shalt exist, from dust to dust thou shalt live. And by any means, thou shalt die.