There’s just Infinite Freedom; Whole & Complete unto Itself;
Clothing Itself as a thought, separate from a thinker;
Veiling itself as a sensation, separate from a senser;
Hiding Itself as a perception, separate from a perceiver.
No-thing or nobody gets clothed or unclothed, veiled or unveiled, hidden or unhidden.
There’s just Infinite Freedom; free to clothe-veil-hide ItSelf, and free to unclothe-unveil-unhide ItSelf.
Nina’s Nuances 
That’s your picture, pretty cool. The waterfall, does it exist there, facing the Beloved on the rocks?
The time comes, when the mind quiets down, and the reflection of…..IT…..can be perceived, or imagined to be perceived, the time comes when the only desire left is to be freed from all desires. This is cruel, because some of those annoying desires are absolutely necessary to survival of the organism.
And along with those survival-desires, inevitably, are residues of pesky undesired ones, which can only be ever-so-carefully gradually chipped away.
And so, here I am.
Sorry. Not sorry.