Stones with inclusions

A crystal has something magical, mysterious, some entity that is “beautiful” by nature. The sense of superiority and uniqueness of the concept we call “life” is cast into a critical stage on seeing that the physical world’s intellect knows how to express itself with immaculate rigorous forms even inside a transparent stone. The whole world, the entirety of the Universe, is alive. Because umpteen crystals exist, we search the hardest, the most colorful, the most transparent ones. In this research, our belief is that the most valuable should not have fractures nor signs inside them and, to better emphasize color and brilliance, we handicraft them revolutionize them into “precious stones.” In this challenge, the “crystal” par excellence will be the hardest and the clearest of all: the diamond, and the most beautiful stones will be those without signs inside them, and inclusions will be called “impurities.”
So here is a crystal, perhaps the most common and the most beautiful in the world, the Quartz: it takes its deserved revenge thanks to the work of skilled stone cutters displaying inclusions of breathtaking beauty.

Enchanted landscapes, three-dimensional woods, abstract paintings, bundles of wheat sheafs, crystals that look like colored hair, straight sticks like swords that only a Great Wizard has been able to insert into a rock. Among the most common crystals, the most absurd are the perfect cubes of pyrite. It is definitely exciting to find one among the crumbling rocks of Spain or of Tuscany, but what about finding one within a clear quartz crystal? It is an astonishment that exceeds normal rationality confining into magic, that instinctive amazement which excites the kid that is in our spirit when facing the revelation of Nature unfolding to occupy the whole scope. We feel like Alice on the other side of the mirror. The tiny diaphonous smoothed out stone that we have in hand seizes all our awareness, totally lost, in front of a simple question: that perfect crystal of pyrite, how did it grow inside that hard quartz? How did two crystals grow penetrating each other and respecting each other? And that extremely thin needle-like rutile crystal which in turn probes into the pyrite crystal? When the world was forming, even the Gods were children and loved to play. Those magic crystals remind me of children’s books, with their wonderful colorful and smiling drawings.