Ideas rise and fall like leaves from a tree.

Information that is stale, unused, not purchased by the attention of those browsing the supermaket shelves of the attention economy superstore.

We, like cats, care nothing for a dead feather–it is those ideas, trends, people that are dynamic and moving that we chase and chase.

Information falls from the branches of the tree of collective participation and buries those already fallen documents with a fresh layer of compost. Once in a while, a solitary wanderer trudges the old documents as hey amble slowly through their intellectual journey. In the end, the old ideas become fertile ground for new ones.


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