In his hand he holds a lighter, small to his grip.  With a flick of a thumb, the striker goes round.  It fails to catch,  so sparks flint the air.  For just the briefest moment, this space is transformed for a time expanding outward.  In that moment, infinite sequences occurs.   Fractions of this moment exist, and in it baby universes created with revolutions of colliding masses.  Without thinking, life was created and an infinity of opportunities created at the tiniest scales.  He strikes it again.