i looked in this tree cave and saw a santa tin box with a couple doodads and some mary jane dust and this hello notebook. i took the book and read inside: this is part of a worldwide game, please put it back. so i took it, not liking the way they play the game, with their cursive instructions of remote control. i have to return some junk i got from the sea to give r. she unwants, and i may say something in this book and secret it again, just because i feel superstitious about being a game changer or spoil-sport, specially since i got jock itch. how weird is that by the way, me, the kid who refused to wear a jock and mocked jocks with bitter chuckling in my head at the base of the folded bleacher cliff. i never played well with others. the punks i played with all played alone. i guess i'd prefer simply fungus, though i think it's a happier circumstance and a more fungible thing when involving trees.  
yeah, fungus and tree roots have a symbiotic relationship, they feed each other. it's different with humans, germs may be good, and microbes, but i wonder if fungus has any benefit. it seems to be doing its own thing, at my detriment. oh well, trees have a lot of disease from humans interference, and i have enjoyed looking at and eating many characters of the fungus family. you got to take the good with the bad, and fungus, and i, am both.
i put the hello notepad back in the tree hollow with a note about people and trees and a n.b. for the overstory. 

 hello goodbye fungus amongus.