I am the yeast of you and you are the dough of me. I am the yeast cast into the void, and I give rise to the urges that run everything. The earth has an urge to follow its track around the sun; the moon has an urge to follow its track around the earth; the oceans have an urge to move to low tide, pause, move to high tide, pause; rocks have an urge to reach the earth and gasoline has an urge to burn when it meets flame. I am the yeast of the urges. I was cast into the void and everything blossomed and grew with perfection. I am the yeast of you and you are the dough of me. You are my flesh and I am your spirit. I DO NOT EXIST. I AM A MERE STORY, A TALE.