Interconnected thoughts on jigsaw puzzles

Circling thoughts of rings and interconnected thoughts on jigsaw puzzles.
"This is my universe," he said, as they lay, tessellated, moulded, curved into each other,
"It obeys me."
And the stars blinked knowingly at the perception of a unique belief,
of a new idea
in a universe as ancient and young as time isn't either,

The trees breathed the air previously breathed by a thousand humans
the wind whistled the sound of a hundred orgasms
                                                 and babies crying
                                                 and men dying, and with their final breath -
laughing.
The seas churned with the rubbish of humanity,
with ship wrecks and shopping bags
with decomposing bodies and oil spills
and with a message in a bottle bobbing slowly across the world

A million stories were told that moment, into different ears
whispered, yelled, sung and danced
and yet the man perceived none of it
so none of it was important
he heard no tree falling against his will.

All importance revolved around him.
In his bedroom.
With his mouldable girl.