how the world was made

One billion trillion zillion years ago there was this humongous guy and he had a trumpet and space. Lots and lots of space. And whenever he played his music space flows into his trumpet and when he played it created stars then he decided he will go all out with this next song and he took a very deep breath, sucking up space for 30 minutes and he closed his mouth, brought it up to his lips and he started releasing the space in his lungs and it created these humongous balls of matter and he saw them and he thought how magnificent they were but he thought they were missing something and he played and played but they were never what he wanted so he picked them up and made them into stars(the constellations) and then he played and it finally looked like he wanted, two small models of him but not exactly the same but it’s missing something, something special and unique. Something that makes you an individual and then he sat and thought for years and he stopped playing his life-giving music and he got small bristles of hair on his face he had a slouch and he saw his trumpet and it gave him memories of the past and he decided to play one last time. But this song was special it was light but heavy, happy but sad, smooth but rough and somehow the models started to crack and under it were small people so small that they could fit on his rocks and that's how jazz and people were created