Last day at Ghost Ranch

We are wholly magic at this point.

We walk in beauty.

I walked Box Canyon to the rim of the water and put my legs and feet in the waterfall.

Tobi and Molly walked up into the mouth of the canyon.

The sun rose over the towering mesas and it was very hot.

Then women began undressing and there were naked women.

Thunder and lightning began.

When males are about, the female body changes.

As a result of observation, everything is changed, even a particle of light in the double slit experiment.

The female body without the male is glorious.

The female body with the male gaze sees itself as flawed.

Thunder cascaded over the red cliffs.

The air was immediately cool.

There were those who danced.

There were those who wrote.

There were those who hiked to Chimney Rock, the lovers of men.

There were those who hiked to Box Canyon, the lovers of women.

There were those who lay on blankets and watched the stars, the lovers of stars.

There were those who read, the lovers of books.

There were those who swam in the lake, the lovers of water.

There were those who entered story, the lovers of magic.

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