Do You See Magic?

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They say that if you believe in magic, you are a fool. Well, you might as well just accept the judgment and choose to see stupendous illusions some simply refuse to see because they say they’re loyal soldiers of logic, and as always claimed, of truth. Magic is deception but you should doubt that it is. Question is Is being tricked the same as being cheated? Are illusions there to target humans’ most pronounced tendencies of growing idiots out of ourselves when the littlest desirable lie is presented before us? You’d probably say hell no if you heed the call to be a fan of magic. Indeed magic may harm you or your sanity but you’d see how your mind jumps off a cliff only to be saved by a flying carpet.  And then it takes you into the third side of the coin.

Never considered. Never existed. Or so we thought.

Magic is all around you. It’s not a new dimension. It has been there. It has existed and is older than its invention. You must’ve not been looking or must’ve always been ignoring periphery. Worse, you must’ve been blinded by what you can see as ordinary and normal. To top it all, you must’ve been thinking that a magic trick requires a logical explanation exposed at all times.

Well, with tricks concealed, magic entertains and is in a perennial battle against the keen eyes. More importantly, against those that never looked. But it never loses as we always do. It even survives the fight against the ordinary and the normal. Every single day is magic, with or without a show. And the greatest trap that you can fall into is believing that there can only be particular people who do magic. Certainly, there are illusionists but magicians are everywhere–in your room, at the park, on the pages of your book, along the strings of your guitar, outside your window, at your fingertips. On the face of that person you love the most.

If you want to be fan of magic, join me in counting the infinite corners of a circle. I give you my hand. Take it. Let’s count. Yet I warn you that no amount of intelligence or sanity for that matter can ensure our success in this mission of measuring infinity. And no. Magic can’t ensure it either. Magic happens as you hold my hand and not in knowing everything about shapes, about life’s tricks. Whether or not we succeed, we realize that magic has happened at that point when two people held hands and believed they could do an impossible. Magic divulges itself to those who believe they can see it. It is not an illusion. It is a spark and you decide if it’s fake or not. Your decision now becomes the trick and the key to that trick is itself.

Magic has gone mad. So its followers are fools. But their foolishness is on the level of twisted belief in the nuance among disbelief and faith and sensibility. I say that what distinguishes the greater magicians from the mediocre ones is their ability to find out what a thing is without breaking it. This is to do foolish with enthusiasm and stay foolish gorgeously.

The world is a magic box full of mysteries and secrets and lies. Continue to be a fool. Because in magic only when you believe that something’s happening would you see that another is not. Some things are better left unexplained. For it is in wonder that we appreciate love and our human capability to be in awe.

Just that simple

train

That simple joy
one gets
when one gives up her seat
for an old lady
who just boarded the crowded train
and the old lady
thanks her
as if she won
the lottery

is not that simple afterall.

 

Sometimes, no matter how annoying your train experience can be, it can bring out your widest smile. Simple deed. Appreciation was beyond what I deserved. And it felt wonderful.