Waves of continuity roll forward, approaching, lapping at our feet like subservient dogs. We scatter and scurry along a glassy beach, shards slashing into all forms of humanity, all races and ages.
Like mice, or better ants rather in a desecrated colony, we swerve. We dodge as that giant piece of "bread" finally falls from the sky. Here there are no givers and here there are no "taketh-awayers." All that is here is a collapsing structure.