A story of nature

                                                                    The Woods      

The moment is now. The time moves now, second by second. If the wanderer could see this second, her expectations would drop. She would remember what it is to be here now. What it is the feel the clock which can only beat in this moment, to ride the Corridor in the Woods waiting for her now.

As the wanderer passes through this hallway which patiently waited for her, as she moves through the woods and branches, the humid terrain and small hillocks, the woman feels a calm presence all around her. Coming to her senses, the explorer finds out the source of this beam of balance, and the origin is a camouflaged castle. An invisible keep yet somehow the structure seems to have an impact on the world. It is more or less a dream castle living in a tree. 

                                                                    The Castle

In this moment, everything explodes with details in this world of the sleepers, details of whales and city gardens, well heated homes, clean air and large teritories of grass in which the castellans sit for a night bacchanalia; which the woman finds strange at least. This world doesn't seem too well suited for learning or even developing the intelect, but for a distraction of the senses it is well designed.

Still, as the wanderer passes through the corridor and feels the presence of the castle, she is drawn to the men and women which seem to govern the keep and apparently to rule over her senses. Is it really a festival happening out there in the woods, or just the strangness of my imagination, she asks? And why a festival?

As the wandering woman aproaches the center of action, she sees that there is definitely something going on behind the trees, and not only her thoughts. 

                                         Fertility celebration

"Well, men and women don't just appear in the nature, right? It is clear that the forest is alive and bustling with activity. It is even half normal to see plants and mushrooms shooting rays of seed in the air. I have seen that before. But a fertility ritual out here? It feels quite pagan. I like it." 

Maby there is something with the mushrooms she thinks. Maby they are halucinogenic. As she aproaches a patch of grass, a glowing light passes through her head but nothing more. Ha, this must be a sign. But its not. The mushrooms look regular, nothing special or active to them.

                                        Regular mushrooms

The heck with it she says: "I am seeing flying peacock arrows in a paralel universe and nothing is too strange for me to make a difference? I must be a person from Earth enjoying my phantasmal ride. Even to doubt myself if i am a person or not is peculiar. This universe is curious, one minute i see an object and the next one i seem to be looking at something else entirely". 

 This defiance of the laws, this surprise happens because the rules are different in this reality, says a voice in the air, a holographic projection, a dancing humanoid with fur which nonchalantly drinks a brown potion. Thank nature this ape is not after my guts, she thinks. And he is not, in fact everyone can see a beautiful pool of sunrays and clouds behind his head, a force moving in waves of crystals which splash the sand. 

                                         The pond in the sky

At the point of impact, at the conjunction of water and sand there are molecules and oak leaves, red maples and a scots pine, even a jubaea tree appearing simultaneously. This creates an understanding for our girl. " Just as men have kingdoms, there are dominions of nature too where the laws don't conveniently feed the greed of the big ape. I do understand". 

Do you care to explain? asks a castelan apearing from the woods.

Who are you, says the wander?

I'm the Robe of Phantasticum if you insist, says the chief. 

Ok, then if you wish to know what i think, here it comes:

" The nighttime is the daytime, and the daytime is calm and tranquil. It is not to strange for strange colours to appear where they shouldn't, to see arboretums packed in groups of S shaped patterns moving towards the beaces, extending branches towards the birds and lizards, sylphs and starfishes, almost talking with them. And it is not unusual to observe a human logic too, one that says it is  normal for the colours of nature to be different. To be enchanted by this country of Nature. I am quite pleased to be here. " 

                                          Enchanted nature        

And i hope our little adventure in the woods doesn't scare you?

No it doesn't, she answers.

I would like to show you our castle says the Robe. There is a tight nuclear force keeps everything toghether, although everything looks ready to crumble. The geometry, the stones in the forest, the cells and forces are moving towards the stratosphere and down in the artificial human made domes and vaulted towers of our wood Castle. 

                                              Moon rising

That is interesting says the Explorer, and pauses to think deeply. 

There is definitely a moon behind the trees, a giant organism in deep relaxation. 

Everything here feels like all the wanderers are booted in a planetary matrix which is kind of having fun with its visitors. And the first rule of fun is the Rule Surprising Confusion. 

To be continued...