During dinner my wife paused and stared at her plate. I asked why. She said “I was just looking at the Rice-a-Roni and thinking about the vastness of the universe.”
(That’s why I love her, folks.)
And she’s right. If we yap on about how the stuff of humans is forged in stars, we must note that all the higher elements are forged in stars, and so likewise the stuff of toads, viruses, dog turds, heroin, fruit bats, and, naturally, Rice-a-roni. There are billions of stars for every human being; humans are much more precious than stars. The occultists were right: the macroverse is mirrored in the microverse. Just not quite how they expected.
The Library You See in Dreams 