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Logan Weys with you, and today we're going to discuss this topic. Let's imagine that we're like, you know, asphalt. We're just lying there, and something's happening to us, you know, it's just trampling over us. And we're just kind of enduring it, lying there, because many, many generations have been, so to speak, passing over us. And so, for centuries, before us, the asphalt just lay there, and nothing happened to it, so to speak. Dump trucks drove by, and it didn't seem to care. And so, it turns out, we respect it for that, because it just lies there, and, as they say, doesn't beg for bread. But it performs a very useful function, because it just lies there, and we walk over it, and it just keeps on lying there. On the one hand, you could say that we, well, sort of, you could say hypothetically, you could even say we treat him dismissively in a sense, yes, because he just lies there, doing nothing, yes, and maybe he, too, is a spiritual person and wants to be some kind of little man, to promote all sorts of topics. Well, because he, in any case, if he were a little man, would have some interests. Well, for example, he would have wanted to become an artist, but he simply didn't have a brush. And so, after half a lifetime, he saved up for a brush, and then he would write a book about how hard it was for him, and he couldn't afford one. And then, when he bought a brush, he no longer felt like painting, because the desire had completely disappeared. And, accordingly, therefore, he wouldn't really want to inherit a brush at an age that, you could say, is called advanced age. But that's why he wants to get a brush at a more varied, earlier age, which he has now, yes, this little asphalt, well, a potential little person. Because I think every little asphalt would like to be a little person, so that he could just run around like a little one at first, yes, like in the sand, giggling there, you know, fooling around, doing all sorts of things, yes. That's it. And like, well, fooling around, in a light sense, you know, like hop-hop-hop-hop and that's it. And everything would be fine for him. That's it. And when he grew up, he would already want to go for a drive in a car. That's it. And problems would just start for him right away, because sometimes it would happen that, for example, the gas would run out. Well, in general, you know, he would have all these everyday questions. Then, how to buy a camera, he would struggle and he would google it, yes. Well, I mean, all these moments that we've been through together, yes, he'd probably like to go through them too. Although I don't know, maybe he just wants to lie there and lie there, and, you could say, he doesn't need to eat, yes, he doesn't need to drive a car, because everyone drives on him, and he just lies there and lies there and thinks about the high things. Dreams, probably. But dreams in what sense? Not in the sense that he won't be able to realize it, but in the sense that he's simply pondering who he would be if he were this or that. Who he would be if he were this or that, because, of course, the asphalt knows who drives on it, because people often drive on it in cars, or even on buses, and it, you know, scans each and every one of these little people. And he sees his life as it unfolds, and he sort of looks at it: "This is how I'd like to live, but I wouldn't like to live this way, because, for example, this way doesn't really suit me, but this way suits me, I'd like to live that way." But he keeps talking and talking, but he doesn't really really want to become something, because then who will lie in his place? Ordinary earth. Well, of course not. He's not at all interested in it, so he just stays there. And for this, on the one hand, we kind of don't like him, yes, because he kind of lies there, does nothing, and, as they say, doesn't have the money for a car. That's it. But on the other hand, we kind of respect him, because we walk on him and kind of respect him, yes, we often look at him when we look down, yes, or just when we're there, well, you could say, feeling him, yes, this one, this one.