Infinity

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Her parents didn't know what to give to her, as she was an accident they admitted to. So they gave her rocks. And she would spend the entirety of her time throwing the rocks around. Pushing rocks around other rocks. Breaking the rocks. Forcing the rocks to make bigger rocks by colliding them together. It was tedious and she got bored a lot, but the rocks were all she had. The rocks were all she had for millions of years.

And that is when the Universe became an accident that she admitted to. Because somewhere through the chaos she was making she made an uncomprehendable idea of life. Through the smashing, and joining, and breaking and connecting rocks, planets were formed. And from the rocks that held the water that made the oceans, and from the rocks that held the DNA to create life, she fell in love with Earth.

It was blue and green. Colours she had never envisioned before swamped the big rock in an array unlike anything in history of anything. But it was all alive. A concept was created that things were alive but not infinite. They had short time spans. And sometimes she had to be careful not to blink because she would miss the entire extinction of a species or the growth of a new one. They were physical beings with the sole purpose to stay alive. And as the life grew, it grew diverse and complex. And all this started from a single microscopic being too small for her to understand. Then in the recent history of everything, people were created.

And she would watch, mesmerised by them making houses, holding hands, cooking food and falling in love. With watching them look for innovative ideas, their love for animals, their laugh, and of course their compassion for one another. But there was also a bad side. Where they hurt each other. They hurt each other over 'religion'. And sometimes she had to question if she was the religion they claim to do these acts in name of. Humans reshaped the idea of 'life'. Their sole goal wasn't only to live, but to live happy. But the inhumane, cruel, undesirable humans hurt the world too much.

Her favourite rock was dying. 

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