Of Magic:
sometimes I write of magic, subtle forces beyond my understanding, and this is often taken as a belief in otherworldly affairs, fantasy, or a delusional way of thinking. I don't argue my point, there is no sense for me to debate my writing, it's inspired by my own early morning listening, secrets that the hours well before dawn holds and whispers to me if I'm patient, quiet...willing to suspend belief and simply listen to the morning.
there's magic to these hours.
often, writing of magic, there comes a demand of proof, and yet there's nothing for me to provide - this is my own enchantment, for myself alone and only meant to share by words and inspiration. It's the mystery of receiving words from absolutely nowhere, sudden, ideas arriving already formed and ready for expression. My proof is my writing itself, joyful hours of silence intermixed with words, the very last hours of dark parting to the light of dawn and that it all arrives with such ease, nature in its own magical course.
holy hours indeed.
yes, I believe in angels, devas, elementals, nature spirits, things that exist beyond our common understanding. Perhaps they belong only to my imagination and I'm quite alright with that, as these are my hours, magical, and only meant to be shared by occasional writing. Everyone should find their own magic, to allow themselves to be enchanted by these holy hours, captivated by nature as it exists between the two worlds of night and day, a seamless moment just before dawn that lingers in a magical way.
sometimes I write of magic, and always in the hours of its occurrence, early, no one else awake yet, no doubt to the experience of its presence. It's not meant to be shared with others, or at least it seems that way to me, and even my words are only given for their expression, not offered in proof, nor with any explanation. I have no interest in defending my view, debating issues that I fully admit might be of my own imagination. I write only for the sake of inspiration, little choice but to share what greatly moves me, inviting any reader to awaken early and explore their own magic found between two worlds.
there is magic to these hours...
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Peace, Eric
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