Oh Lord! Just because nature is beautiful what makes me think I can actually do anything about it?
Look, I was (still am) into the "eye" concept of the mystery. I've been acting out surrogate rituals to take the place of a sweat-lodge for the purging of my Mother's passing. Something about the glint properties hovers around the concept of taking the tunnel through the silver thread and seeing the light. If colored light causes retinal burn what do iridescent lights do? Let alone the patterns and rhythms of structured glint gathering. Again, I don't know, maybe I'm just bored.