It was kept quiet. The Thaumturgic Cartographers went to Giant Rock and the Integratron for a second time. I just finished a CD of the music and spoken word recordings.
There is a new sister at the Integratron. She kept us out - even though we paid for both days - she kept us out until 4 pm to squeeze any last dollars from tourists wandering in. Then she wanted us out by 11 am the next day. There were new plastic mugs for sale with "Integratron" on them, as well as keychains and pins.
It has changed. We still received a wonderful crystal sound bath by Nancy, but the Integratron as we knew it, may be gone.
Giant Rock and little people, Kookries and aliens will unfold naturally.
