One is a product of magnitude (fire), the other a product of time (weather).
They both occupy space, yet lack direction.
One uses time to become the other, the other fuels magnitude to accelerate the formation of one.
Why choose to become one when we all ultimately become other?
As a symbol.
A snapshot of the future brought into the present.
Everything gets cremated by time.
– Osasu Oviawe
Ash or Dust
