A definition of magic
an old poem
Magic is what is not seen but the more real,
it’s realism that is not real.
it’s dreams that are too true not to be real
although they are not real,
it’s materialization of the impossible,
it’s the reversal of the obvious,
it’s the illusion of a fake reality
which proves more real than any real reality,
it is the truest love that never is found out
but always ends up in a total mystery,
it’s the exposure of established lies
and the proof that myths in fact were true,
it’s the manifestation of imagination
proved and realized by magical creation,
it is all life in nature
and the miracle of man in that he proves
that all his wickedness is nothing
since there is never any evil
without producing something good.
Thank you. This glitch of double pictures has happened repeatedly, it’s a technical glitch and nothing else, I am tired of it and don’t want to bother about it any more… Sorry.
It’s an interesting take on magic. I have to admit, I got lost a few times, and I’m not sure I’d agree with some of it. But it does keep the reader on their toes and gives one pause.