Question: when do my party-throwing friends in the mountains sound like the brightest of NASA’s space engineers? When they say, “the only thing we can’t control is the weather.” The weather reflects the most abstract of qualia, for it is filled with non-euclidean and non-newtonian forces, waiting to be tapped. There is as much power in a morning frost as there is in a tornado; the mist above a still pond is as full of energy as a mountain wildfire; the parched soil at the end of a dry day is as explosive as an earthquake. Surfing on a gentle ripple of wind is as soul-inspiring as consciously ritualing with the cosmos. In the grand scheme of things, for humans on this Earth, it is of little consequence to ritual with anything other than the weather.
Tony Brussat