Day 2
Strange that
a lifetime spent
imagining magics
would draw a veil over wonders
right here.
A little too on the nose, I know. The content came while watching Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows on Friday night. I had this flashback to all of the hours spent as a kid, playing alone in the woods behind our house, imagining what it would be like to be able to fly or shoot fireballs from my hands or transmogrify. Then to when I abandoned playing in the woods for reading about other people who have magic. Then to watching people with magic on TV. I saw that part of me hadn’t abandoned the longing, the hope. So here I was, wishing for magic, while ignoring that I was instantaneously communicating with people all around the globe using only my fingers (and not, ya know, having to stick my head in a fireplace), playing games on my tiny tiny phone that (oh yeah) can also instantaneously communicate with people all around the globe, and… well, you get the idea. As Brandon Sanderson pointed out: the only difference between magic and technology is whether or not everyone has access to it.
It’s hardly a new message “magic is all around.” My apologies.
It’s hardly a new message “magic is all around.” My apologies.
The form is a cinquain, which I hadn’t heard of until yesterday. It’s kind of a fun form, so I’m sure I’ll do it again.