I focus on the "sweat" I'm giving off, it flows down my body.  Down? External force, would be gravity.

Gravity, is one of the fundamental forces of physics.  

I feel warmth of the of the decomposing leaf litter and the soil I'm in.  Decomposition, is chemistry.  Phyiscs and Chemistry, my train of thougt, leads me to atomic theory of matter.   Atomic theory of matter and the quote, "I am Shiva the Destroyer" leads to my goal, an atomic bomb.

The "sweat" I'm giving off seem to be some sort of acid, it's reacting under me and giving off more heat.  The warmth make me feel fuller, I try to find the balance of making acid and "eating."  The more I try to "eat" I feel my surrounding feel colder.

Now, lets concentrate on the worm.  How did I kill it again?  It just ran into me.  As I concentrate on the worm, my world turn upside down.  I'm now the worm.  What happened, I'm still the core and the worm at the same time.  What stange magic is this?  Magic, do I have to give up my goal?

The worm has mobility, and I can use it to map out my surrounding.  As the worm, I can smell another worm.  I move closer to it and hunt it down.  When the first worm me touches the second worm, I'm now both worms.    With the two worms I hunt down other worms and snails, my consciousness expands into more animals.   Using the worms to to work the leaf litter around me, the acid I'm producing reacts better, I'm able aborb more energy at my core.  

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After a while the leaf ltter above me collapses and I can now see sky.  Sunlight, breaking though the canopy above me, lights up the hole I'm in.  Using the snail's eyes, I can look at my self for the first time, I look like quatz crystal.   The sunlight fades as the sun sets, I now have a measure of time, I now have days.

As days pass, the hole attacts flies and spider.  When they touch me, I'm able to add them to my my menagerie.  As a spider, I collect more and larger creatures.  The flies map out the local surroundings, I seem to be in a temperate forest.  It reminds me of the woods of North America.

As I'm moving my insect army around, a rain storm starts.  My hold starts to fill up with water.  It's cold and diluting the acid around me.  It's making me feel weaker.  I don't like it.  Then a flash.

When I wake, I realize, I passed out from the lightning stoke.  I didn't even hear the thunder.  The tree I'm next to is on fire, it later splits and falls over.  The falling trees takes out it's neighbor, more sunlight falls into the clearing.  I have access to more direct sunlight, I can feed more.  I look at my self again, I think the energy from the ligthning stoke has made me grow.   

I'm able to think of more possibilities,  I can change the chemicals being produced by the snails.   They were just leaving behind a benign slime trail, but now I can change the composition.   I can have the ants dig deeper and wider, I have the urge to add metals into my "diet".    Adding mosquitos to my army,  I can infect veretebrates into my consciousness.  I'm now a pathogen.