A lively mix that included a gorgeous rock wall along the Wissahickon Creek in Philadelphia, PA. This is kinda what stuff looks like to me now, when I unfocus my eyes and allow the consciousness to express itself without the human limitations such as:

"Rocks are supposed to be rock-colored."

Well, rocks come in all colors, as you know. Where do we expect certain rocks to show up on our planet? Do rare ones only show up deep inside mines and therefore are coveted more than those we find on the side of a trail? Are the plain, and common ones less valuable as consciousness than the sparkly ones?

When we dismiss the strict expectations about what we can see, where... then we might actually see more than we thought we saw, when we see things. Yeah, I meant to write it that way.

Created in Photoshop Mix from original photographs and shape additions. I actually don't remember most of the creating of this one, was in a naturally-induced altered state at the time.