a short yet deep flaunty message

Perhaps you know it already, perhaps already you don't. Perhaps, perhaps and more perhaps don't matter. Certainty either, one can tell. As well as why a present of pebbles is nothing without the flow of a river, and why it is something itself. I digress and digress and digress and digress and have said nawt about anything in this text so far. Here I go: someone some time from whence lots of things bloom said, tiny specks of life and matter are those which mean most, for upon them one can build unimaginable joy. And, you see, the sifting cascade of specks with which you shower these days, though you may not notice, can be used to build up a beautiful galaxy.