Manufactured Clouds

When i look upon these clouds, i picture a camera zooming in on a small person, with a small machine, small shoes, a small green hat, and a small grey beard. I picture him pushing a small button, and at once, a ball of fluff appears. He gets on his small green bike, and bike's through the air, as if their was ground under him, and in perfect alignment, pushes the small button, on the small machine, and off another poof of fluff goes, and I wonder what the small person, with the small machine, the small shoes, hat, beard feels.