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to whom i may Love...

Today begins my walk with you
Where you go, I go
Where you stay, I stay
When you sleep, I will sleep
When you rise, I will rise
I will pass my days
Within the sound of your voice
And my nights
Within the reach of your hand
And none shall come between us
(that's all i ask)
This I Vow
Firesong



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Sunday, October 18, 2009
believe.

This semester seems a lot better than the last one I had.

 

When I read, I open my mind to a lot of ideas. When I read Harry Potter I understood fear. That we needed to face our fear, that maybe all we need to do is "riddikulus" (pardon me if I've gotten the spell wrong), meaning to imagine the thing that we fear and make it funny (Neville put Snape in his grandmother's clothes, Ron put rollerblades on a giant arachnid). Harry's fear was fear. I wonder how one overcomes that. I think I fear the unknown. 

When I read Pride and Prejudice (or when I read the abridged version of it first), I understood the importance of mutual respect in a relationship. That understanding and acceptance is crucial, whether one reaches it through a series of conflicts and arguments, or one falls nicely into step with the other.

I was reading Slaves of the Mastery when I realised that I was open to the idea that people could feel things, understand things, feel objects with their mind and then go on to talk to things, move things, control forces that most people would call magic.

Maybe it's all the years of reading Enid Blyton. I don't really believe that all we have are just fairies, gnomes, elves, witches, talking plants and animals and flying houses. Maybe that's just a part of it. I "upgraded", if you will, from Enid Blyton to Charmed, Sabrina the Teenage Witch and Harry Potter. Each with their own version of magic.

I realised that some of the things I currently think about, I already allowed to enter my brain when I was young.

Now, if you're a very conservative thinker and you don't like "funny ideas", this is the time now to stop reading and change the url. Now. I mean it. You have been warned. 

 

:D

In Slaves of the Mastery Bowman has special powers because he is the child of a prophet. He is able to quiet his mind and allow the feelings or vibrations of objects, animals or people to enter his mind. This way, he understands people, and is always the first one to know what people feel. This is very much like the idea of "tuning in", where we try to seek the feelings, impressions, or "vibrations" of things animate and inanimate, like trees, people (obviously), and even things like stars and colours.

Of course, in the series, the author goes a bit further to allow Bowman to knock a dude unconscious with just his mind, and also allowed him to fly. Maybe that's a little far fetched. Or maybe that's just a far possibility. 

People like whatisname-Criss Angel call themselves illusionists. That's just a subgroup of magician. But catch him in episodes where he's flying in mid-air, and I wonder if he actually knows how to manipulate forces beyond what we scientifically know and are able to prove. 

Maybe we're not the type who can pick up a piece of wood and wave it like a wand. Maybe we're not the kind of people who can utter a bunch of incantations and create sparks and lightning. But I think I know that we are able to tap into sources that are powerful.

This is where I have to stop. I know things that I wish to share with the world, but I believe the information is already out there, said and written by the many who have found it before me. I am only not allowing myself to share it because I am, by social norms, not supposed to have the catalyst by which I realised the information. That, for the rest of the world, is a regret.

Now I need to sleep. I can only hope to learn more.

 

 

Posted at 11:05 pm by vaedariella

 

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