Is it possible to give meaning to the smallest fraction of infinity? Though it is a member probably very different from the majority it is as insignificant as everything else. Unable to justify itself unable to judge gives no worth the which lays around where things could always be. The majority of humanity is decimated. All there is is which is and the past brings present revealing hits to possible futures hiding one which cares to last though making us whole. This very thin crack shadowing everything is miserable and an early extinction reasonable.