2/18/22 Magic

 Magic

“Come right in,” she said with a hint of seduction laced in her voice. The young man hesitantly followed the woman inside her small shop. “I know exactly why you are here.”

Nervously the man replies, “Oh you do? And why is tha-ugh I mean- how do you know I’m here- umm why I’m here,” he stutters.

“Because everyone who ends up at my shop is here for the exact same reason.”

The man gulps, “I umm, wanted to know, if you could uhm, if you would teach me about… magic.” The man tenses up, feeling ashamed for asking such a childish question.

The woman smiles, “Of course, after all, that is what they all ask of me,” she winks. Letting go of the tenseness the man exhales deeply. “Now the first thing you need to know is that real world magic is not like what you see in movies and fairytales. It is much more subtle, more hidden. It takes much concentration and practice to master the craft.” 

The man listens intently. “Secondly the world doesn’t call what we do magic, they call it telekinesis. They had to make it sound all sciency you know,” she says mockingly. 

Quickly understanding the man is intrigued, “How long does it take to learn telekinesis?”

“I said the world calls it telekinesis, but if you call it that one more time you can leave my shop right now,” she says angrily.

Throwing his arms up in defense he apologetically says, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. How long does it take to learn magic?” 

Accepting his apology the woman explains, “It took me many many years, and it has been the same for all that I have trained. Some are faster, some are slower, but it takes time and discipline.”

The man looks at her doubtfully, “And in the end I will really be able to move things with my mind?”

A look of disappointment covers the woman’s face. Without saying a word she looks to an elegant white feather lying on a table. Slowly it begins to rise, very stiffly, not like it would if it were being blown in the wind. The man stares in awe. “Doubt is the biggest thing that keeps people from using their magic. If you want to do this one day, you will never doubt me again.” The man eagerly shakes his head. The woman smiles once again, “Good, it is now time for your first lesson.”


The End

2/18/22

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

4/18/22 The Hypno-Toilet

  The Hypno-Toilet You stare at the toilet water as it spins round and round. All sense of time is gone as you are mesmerized by the swirl. It is not very fast or harsh, just a steady flow of circling water. The soft swishing noises are so calming and all you can do is stand and stare. A loud buzzing noise, tries desperately to alarm you of the damage being caused to the septic tank. Slowly the tank fills up higher and higher with the wasted toilet water. You cannot hear the alarm, you are too entranced by the water in the bowl.  As the water level rises in the underground tank, the alarm continues to blare. The little pump works as hard as it can, but without your help, it is helpless. The thought of leaving the bathroom hasn’t even crossed your mind. All that flows through your brain is the soft swirling water.  The toilet water consumes your thoughts, nothing else matters to you anymore, only the water. You aren’t even sure why it is happening, the swirling water is nice yes
Read more

12/25/22 Paper Floor

  Paper Floor Boxes, bags, and wrapping paper were scattered across the floor. It was hard to step on just the carpet without getting some form of paper on your foot. It seemed like the floor was completely covered and the mess would be impossible to clean.  The next day the mess stayed, no one cleaning it up. The day after that and the day after that, nothing was done about it. The carpet was no more, it was just trampled wrapping paper and squished bags. Years passed, they forgot what the carpet even looked like in the living room. They had grown so accustomed to the paper, it just felt right now. They didn’t miss the carpet and didn’t mind the mess, and so the wrapping paper stayed, on the floor, forever. The End 12/25/22
Read more

9/22/22 We the Dreamers

  We the Dreamers We the dreamers, we the inventors, we the artists, we who wish for something more than what we already have, we create. Sometimes our creations are logical and possible. But other times we delve into the impossible, the dreams we wish would come true.  Anything can come from nothing if you dream hard enough. Everything already came from nothing, first there was nothing, and then there was everything. We continue on to make everything, even things that don’t exist.  The physical creations and the theoretical dreams alike, leave us striving for greatness. It makes us want to be better than we are, more than we can be, even if it is just a dream. Our brains are powerful, wonderful, amazing devices that let us learn and explore and create. To create, be original, discover or come up with something new, that is what we do. We the dreamers make the world a more interesting place. The End 9/22/22
Read more