My stools are presently long, thick and well coloured.
I look in the pan to check. There is joy in seeing them in such good shape.
I
appreciate that they are what remains of the plants and animals brought to the
Coop in Portsoy from many parts of the world.
They passed through my nutrition
system. Now they are headed for the sewage treatment plant.
Interbeing. Constant
change. The impermanence of all created things. Nothing comes from nothing.
George! Too much information - what would your mother think?!
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