D'accord, mon ami. As I first put it:
For example, a glass cup not only contains liquid, or air, but the glass that forms the cup oozes downward at an imperceptible rate (those who've studied chemistry will know that glass behaves as a liquid). Also, the glass may have fingerprints on it, or scratches, that slowly age. Also, it refracts light in diverse ways. Old glasses will have more character than young, freshly crafted ones. Etc. Remember, if you hold the glass, it pushes back with an equal and opposite reaction. The glass literally vibrates at an atomic level. Everything enacts patterns of movement.
But why stop there? Why not also ask how the glass feels? For some of you this may totally click, but others not so much. If you think about it, in the science paradigm emotions all come down to chemical reactions anyway, chemicals made of molecular arrays, just like that glass. That glass has a unique way of emoting too, if you sensitize yourself to it. I once heard of an art show title that really expressed this well "The Emotional Life of Objects". Artists understand this way of relating instinctively, of course. Put on your artist hat!
We know facts don't exist anyway, just webs of probablistic perceptions, so whether "factual" or not, I want to play with ways of observing and relating that allow me to observe and relate more, more richly, more expansively. For survival!
When I objectify my cat, "Mr. Sweetie", I tend to handle him roughly. But when I feel curious and sensitize myself to how he feels about my touch, suddenly my behavior totally changes, and HE changes. Suddenly he relaxes more, seeks me out more, trusts me more. Weird stuff! (or kinda 'duh' stuff, depending).
Look at a tree. What does it do? It breathes, it makes wood, the action of the wind against its branches pumps its circulation, it holds soil. How does it feel? Does it feel sick? Thirsty? Hungry (for light? for nutrients?). Lonely? Overwhelmed? Energized? Safe?
Observe your coat. What does it do? The fibers work against each other, twisted, held in eternal dynamism of almost releasing. The weave webs these twisted souls into a coherent shape. How does it feel, this netted network of colors and fibers, so far from home, riding you, its horse (ever heard the expression 'clothes-horse'?)? Does it mind missing a button? Maybe it likes how it feels to have less buttons.
Which brings me to my next point: who needs shrooms when you've got E-primitive? ;D