DECALS

One's own skin keeps a-changing, a-peeling, but unlike the snake's, it departs as nano pieces, invisible to the snake's tools of perception, giving that snake a false sense of eternity, all the while spraying that snaky person's environment with billions of nano discards;

Now the snake always is on the move, whilst any biological entity enduring a collage of pieces holding together under the brand name umbrella of 'homo...' dreams of stability, permanence, eternal bliss...blissful doping;

One Sage equaled this type of state as a 'salt statue', eternally standing up until the next rain...oops

Socially and Culturally, nothing ever stands still, however the pub spreads upon each toiling day...'do this, be nice, behave'...until death becomes as the end, revealing the cul de sac which one has built upon every day of faking a skin of benevolence...

It is like a picture into which, a 'master' does the promenade behind the familiar dog, leashed please; however, the social leash equalizes both ends.