The Collection

Undoubtedly unawares to the keen intellect of neurons passing through our systems. They are the armies of overlords and potential keeper of what we thought to keep secret. How is it that this collection of atoms can become a me, henceforth the things this collector grasps or buys or begins to associate with as identity become also part of the me. And this me is built from all of that which is surrounding the collection, until it collapses. And changes. And renews. And the collection is somewhat the same, but in this way a bit different. Pursuing interests that have systemically shifted just a tad and that creates a domino effect of shift that cascades through the collection. In this way the me is the collector. Of atomic surges and responses abiding by the laws of nature.