Rocky Formations

Ah, I get it. You’re looking for a Rocky story, huh? A humble cornerstone who weathers adversity, sticking like glue to it’s chiseled foundations?

P-Shaw, says I. Doesn’t happen. He with the most mortar will not win in the end, not anymore than the sandstone that was deemed too soft and so was chucked atop the undesirables’ cairn. That one can hold up another is illusory. After all, that wedged-in smaller chunk was part and parcel of the larger once, was it not? Back before selfishly breaking away? And is it really any stronger having gone? Nah. Is just one more gravel in the bag.

All the stones, big and small, wind up dust on the scattered ground, by-the lonely-bye. So don’t put too much weight on the little guy... he’s having a tough enough time just keeping his own chips together.