What is it with magic that has been bothering me lately? I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. I got around to thinking about religion as well too.
Like what would happen if Jesus actually came back? Who would believe him? I would place 20 bucks on the table that Jesus is in some asylum right now doped up on morphine and wondering why in the heck he even tried a second time.
And speaking of that, why do people consider magic evil? Jesus was able to perform all kinds of magic! He says that the people on earth have the same powers that he had, so why in the heck aren't we turning my tap water into wine yet? Either that or chocolate milk, or at least kool-aid. I'd rather not bathe in it, but whenever I'm thirsty I'd love to be able to turn on the faucet and get a glass of Brandy. I mean, if I can walk on water, and call it a miracle instead of magic, would that be ok?
How would we figure out who Jesus is when he came back anyway? I mean, if some bum came up one day, having a life altering vision, and called himself the second Moses and made the boston harbor split in two... how fast would the CIA lock him away and do tests on him? "i'm sorry sir, 'God made me do it' just isn't something we're willing to believe."
God I love this world.
Why can't this life have magic? I mean come on, this world would be so great if we could just shoot lightning bolts from our fingers. Fwoosh! Dude, your ass is on fire again! Where did the idea of magic come up from anyway? So many myths, so many legends.
There has got to be a base from some of it. It's even in religion. Water to wine, walking on water, raising from the grave. This is some wicked stuff going on! Ever think that the people in the bible wern't witnessing miracles, just put the wrong mushrooms in thier sphegetti that night? "So, this is wine jesus?" , "Uh, Yeah! It just looks clear, but I promise it's wine." Come on, jesus wasn't walking on water, it was just a puddle.
Anyway, wouldn't magic be cool? Perhaps not raising your friend from the dead, otherwise we'd have a Resident Evil thing happening, and then there would have to be laws.
-- No lightning bolts after 5:00 pm, for keeping the peace --
because we all know that lightning bolts are loud as hell. There would need to be some kind of tracking way for this magic too, so no one goes around burning everything down. But come to think about it, then we could have these epic battles for the Earth, the planet at stake! Legends would be born, and thusly we would have new stories for the parents to tell the kids at night.
We could save so much money too. Imagine no TV's. No gas heating, no electricity bills, water bills, labor costs would go down so much... hell, used right magic could pretty much make this world one of the best places to live I could think of.
Here I am on nearly 30 hours of no sleep, punch drunk and I've been thinking.
I've always been one to adore imagination. I've written stories all my life, but I seriously wonder what life is like for others. What goes through thier minds. Like what goes through the mind of a little person? Everything's gigantic. We could only dream of giants, but they live around them every day. I've wanted to pit a little person aginst a basketball player. We could paint him blue, and call him Ymir, the frost giant, then give the little person a suit of viking armor and a sword/shield combo. Things would get interesting very quickly.
I've always tried to think how color blind people live. Imagine the world we live in now, so much color, so much talk about how vibrant and real to life television should be. (Go HD TV!) Wouldn't life be so much simpler in black and white? No worries about what color goes with what when you're dressing. None of the "Does this tie go with these pants?!" in the morning. No sir! Black with white... hmm, seems like a good idea to me.
What goes through the minds of animals? I have a dog, and I've heard of people owning dogs in places like New York. Could you imagine what these animals think when you have the guy who has you on a leash walks behind you to pick up your crap right after you drop it? Who's the master here again? You feed it, You clean up after it, you console it, help it when it's sick. Free room, free board, free toys, free entertainment... christ, they own us!
What goes through the mind of aliens watching that? When they come down, and happen to land in new york, don't be suprised when they walk up to our pets when they're looking for our leader. I'm sure this will provide for some interesting conversation one day.
That's enough for me...