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Note to Selfie,
• Looking down at the ground, I'm noticing the magnificence of Mulch in the passed few days. Natural and yet Man-Made, it is as it turns out an Object that is many things to the passerby. I do not mean Gardening or Bio-chemistry, rather the things that Idleness pulls from us when we sit low and begin to comb through our Concepts. Look how the wood-chips are a thing poured, out from the Hand (maybe from a machine, way back), but in the Present-moment, out from the Hand, to the other hand, or onto the Dirt, or a random Container we've found. Suddenly, it's a thing shared, like food, like Nuggets. Counted out, and compared now by Size. Even becoming a thing of Barter, like Money, as we apply our Common language and Principles to whatever happens to be lying around •