Can Someone Make Sense of This?

Decimal says where to place the zeros, until his counterpart, Wait, arrives to dictate to Decimal where he now stands. By this time, Cents is out of the picture, unless dealing with Awkward Prices. At any rate, the collective We now sees Wait is first, but after Dollars. Dollars stands above All: Wait, Decimal, and especially Cents. Now that Cents is all but out of the picture completely, the collective We increasingly ignore him. We now looks for Wait, and then Dollars.
At some point, Dollars is off talking to Car about something, but Wait, and the color of the poster-board upon which Wait is written, don't need Dollars anyway. In this present circumstance, the collective We don't need Dollars to know what Wait is getting at,
But we need Bills to get in good with Car, to whom Dollars is still speaking.
The collective We splits at this point. Some inquires further. Others passes by uninterested.
Eventually, Some and Others realize they are different. They each see Separate and keep their distance. Grudge grows big and strong and Envy festers in the dirt. Others is upset that Some has Dollars in her pocket. Some disagrees with Others hanging out so much with Cents.
Cents tries to beat up Dollars, but gets pummeled.
Now, Others hates Dollars. Dollars is already furious because of how much time Others spent with Cents, so he gets together with Grudge and they agree to refuse to speak to Others.
Some starts to hang out with Envy now that Dollars is preoccupied with Grudge.
The swarm of characters, like an electron cloud, flurry around each other without touching. Nobody gets along anymore except Decimal and Wait, as always, but they keep their usual distance of three and more Digits.
All is convoluted. Some flickers. Others pulses. But they both keep going away and coming back, having still never spoken, except for when they discovered they were different. The collective We can be regathered - and renamed. Clustered Bunch, then, goes on, recognizing more and more the nuances that make each other different,
And as soon as Gravity arrives, Bits and Chunks of Clustered Bunch take off high-thrill. Bits is stepped on. Chunks dissolved in a river. Their siblings and cousins similarly disperse. Clustered Bunch has broken and parted into infinite individuals. These regroup and create Greater Whole. At this point, Dollars and Cents are no longer important to anybody. However, there follows the extended family, who arrive like Erosion (who slowly slips in and takes a little bit of Whole as she leaves) and Landslides (who loves Spontaneous Change and a leisurely stroll down a steady hillside). Even Dollars and Cents suffer from these. Wait may at some point move, but Decimal will survive and stick around. Greater Whole keeps on truckin' of course,
Bits, Chunks, and all the Clustered Bunch forget about each other,
But the collective We has always been friends with Greater Whole. Clustered Bunch and Bits, Chunks and Cents, Digits, even Dollars - even Decimal and Wait - are slight, compared to the companionship of the collective We and Greater Whole.