A tear falls silently from the sky. It does not think to scream.
It looks upward and feels the sensation of air. It watches its home, the rainbow ducts of a gigantic floating ocean mammal, disappear. The tear thinks of the air as a pond. The tear is merely a pebble skimming across the surface. As it prepares to skip along the pond's surface a second time, the tear suddenly realizes the gravity of its reality. It is vertically descending, not horizontally arcing. The tear forms its own small tear, which forms its own small tear, which forms its own small tear, which... And the sidewalk shatters them into pieces.
Moments earlier, a microscopic universe forms in a microscopic second. In this microscopic universe, there are many microscopic worlds. One of those worlds is inhabited by microscopic life. Many tiny millenia later, that microscopic life advances from being micro-microscopic single celled organisms to microscopic multi celled organisms. Those multi celled microscopic organisms evolve into many different micro-beings.
Eventually some of those microscopic cells create a microscopic chimpanzee. Those micro-chimpanzees become microscopic homo microantique, which eventually evolve to a microscopic version of primitive humankind. Micro-humanity evolves micro-rapidly. In only a few tiny millenia, they inhabit much of the known micro-world. The micro-people accomplish great feats in micro-science. They create elaborate micro-machines to avoid micro-labor. They travel to the micro-moon and chart much of the known microverse. The shape of their galaxy, the Micro Macrocephalian Way, causes some micro-scientists to allege the microverse is in fact the face of a sparkling, crying whale. They are rejected as micro-madmen.
An even tinier amount of years later, the micro-people nearly destroy their world in a massive micro war. Micro-war was not uncommon among micro-people. They would often fight over micro-cultural differences and micro-resources. This time, however, they had a destructive amount of micro-war technology. No one's sure who dropped the first micro-nuke, but micro-life on the micro-world was nearly micro-obliterated. Soon after the micro-Fallout, micro-scientists put all their effort into restoring the micro-world. They discover that the VITAL and MORTAL ESSENCE of JOY is the main microscopic source of energy in their SMALL WORLD [TM]. The concept is rather micro-metaphysical, but micro-scientists believe that tapping into the micro-essence of joy could restore the micro-world to its prior micro-glory. As they tap into the vital and mortal essence of joy, they are able to subdivide the joy into another micro-essence of joy, which they can then subdivide into another micro-essence of joy, which they can then subdivi... And the sidewalk shatters their micro-universe into pieces.
Life, Joy, and the Universe would grow infinite were it not for city sidewalks.
Meanwhile, up above:
"Welp, that was a good cry, eh ol' boy?" The pilgrim says with a tear-lidded smile.
"Ay, Capt'n, Ay." The whale king winks (with a vital and mortal essence of joy).
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