Infinitesimally Small

Imagine if you could escape reality and allow your imagination to reduce you to a tiny, itty-bitty, microscopic speck; inside of a human vein. Your world would be a strange one indeed, embedded within a single cell afloat in a sea of plasma; teeming with white hunter-cells and blood-red corpuscles. Now, let yourself shrink down even further, to an atom, complete with a halo of electrons that is paradoxically attracted and repelled by the core of your being. A singularity; you're a microscopic universe onto yourself. You're the foundation of reality, an essential building block of life; and yet, you're so infinitesimally small you're fated never to see the big picture, which would not exist but for you.