You'Re Nothing To Me
You Are Nothing To Me
Atoms are what you’re made of
Billions of which can exist comfortably
‘pon the tip of your pinkie finger
And still have room…for many billions more.
And these atoms of which you’re made of?
Obviously they’re unimaginably small
But are also…incredibly empty…
Picture a ball three miles in diameter
Now picture your fist in the exact center
(That’s the nucleus of the atom)
Now imagine much smaller still…
Electrons (the size of flyspecks) circling
just inside The periphery of this
Three mile wide circle at fantastic speed.
Have you got the idea of the empty space yet?
Okay! Now let’s quickly sum up:
You (and everything!) are made up of atoms!
Atoms are made up almost entirely of empty space!
As are you and everybody and thing around you!
Now let us really push the bounds of your creditability!
Let’s take every person in entire world
Roll them into a solid ball of humanity
And remove all that aforementioned empty space…
The matter that would remain of any material substance
Of all the people in the entire world
Would take up no more space
Than one cube of sugar!
Copyright © David O'Haolin Whalen | Year Posted 2018
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