"...he could imagine the Dust spiraling in corners, plotting en masse an elaborate offensive upon those who sought seclusion from the outside Universe.  The Dust:  it was older than Time, bound by its allegiance to the Tangible--to the very Physical Substance of creation-- to make pointed attacks fueled by conspiracy upon its bitter rival, the amorphously-composed Intangible Will.   This conflict, too, was older than time: one that had always existed and one that continues perpetually between the abstractions of Tangible Form and those of Intangible Will, the two locked in eternal combat for they could know no other state than to oppose the infringement of each upon the confines of the other. The tangible, however, was more resolved--more given to complicity--for without this, there was no hope of overcoming the tenacity of something so refined.  Accordingly, there were many natures to such Dust, many inclinations that Bunnu was impelled to delineate--for the sake of convenience--by arbitrary color.  For example, red dust, though it wasn't truly red, came as a result of an incredible shift in gravitational force, perhaps from an explosion of a vast star in a distant galaxy.  The particles of dust traveled and accumulated through void, attracting each to the other by sheer weight of their micro-gravities as they fused with hot gas to form masses, which would loom in stasis for many billions of years and later crumble to their constituents in vast explosions, sending each particle off again upon its own distinct immaculate trajectory. These particles carry with them their memories in aggregation of them with their associates and of their associates with their collection of foregone associates, allowing them by means of interconnecting social networks to seek old members of former almae matres (i.e. one particle of red dust recognizes another that he had once been fused together with to form a rock on the surface of a distant planet and seeks to relive old glories together.  The particle, in question, however, is wedged between the teeth of a beached whale, and thus the alliance-seeking granule, must seek to merge with the whale itself in order for this reunion to become a reality)..."

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