And everything lays still

Imagine you are a heart, broken, shattered, into a trillion pieces, an apple chopped into itself, crying for it knows not why it exists, why it has consciousness when an apple should just be a fruit for any animal, God, his Son Adam, and even the snake in heaven. Why cry when you know not that you are one of the most beautiful things in creation and everyone except for the devil loves you. It’s true. The devil despises the apple. What a freak. Who thinks of such a beautiful thing as the enemy of mankind? And? Makes you bow down to him. Look yourself in the eye and look how beautiful you are. Now you know why we eat you.