Life that Is

Magic exists you know. It’s not some fantasy relegated to children’s stories and Disney like movies. Magic is as real as the air you are now breathing. It’s as elemental as the oxygen, hydrogen and carbon molecules that clothe the air.

You want proof? Every day living and breathing proof? Look at the magic that is procreation. That a human being with all parts inside and working can come into existence from literally nothing to a one point something foot wailing individual in 9 months. That’s three quarters of a year. If that doesn’t convince you of magic then look at a baby’s eyes. Eyes so deep and intense with the knowledge of a thousand ancestors as well as a thousand descendants.

Have you noticed how babies look as old as they are young? Maybe it’s the nature of an old piece of human consciousness or soul slowly slipping away as the baby slowly and troublesomely starts to get used to his new and young mortal body. You can almost hear a grumble in the air around a new born baby ‘It is rather limiting, this body’.

Watch a baby in its first few months of life. Surely there is magic there. An old elemental magic. I like to call it life.

Poor soul, that it should live so bound. Lucky soul, that it should have purpose enough to be granted a body to walk the earth. An identity with which to build, or destroy among men. There is magic. It’s as real as the air you are breathing now.