This last weekend was an opportunity for me to appreciate, sense, and enjoy the woods again. While Andrew and I were only getting wood not more than a 1/4 mile off Hwy. 199, when I am out of sight of the highway I can feel and understand the wildness of the outdoors. Wilderness and the out-of-doors is a medium for magic, much like water is for electricity. In this world of control, wilderness is a place of magic, a place where we are not in control.
The evening was a time of twilight mirage, a time where we can imagine without needing to prove our visions and revelations. A time to see without believing, a time to believe without proving.
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