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The Story Of Then: Our Magical Realm…

  • Writer: Patrick Shyaka
    Patrick Shyaka
  • Oct 14, 2018
  • 4 min read
I wanted to set my memories down on paper, where I can hold them.

This is no start,  Actually no story is the start, it’s a Polaroid from the past. The past that marked a legend, or the greatest moment of all time. My story is big and not big at the same time, because it marks a moment, my moment and no one else’s.

His Name is Mark McCannon, the stringiest writer I’ve ever seen; He wrote a book called “A BOY’S LIFE”  which in any tidbit you will get is that it was a world famous and  certainly not a great book  to me, but it had the best introduction I’ve ever read yet. Mark had the best theorems and statements that blew my mind in that book, he explained every reaction, thinking and point of figure every person tends to go through in certain situations and astonishingly he also wrote down where all those came from, their origin to be specific.

In his book  he related the origin of all our better part as “Magic” and every wrong path we take as “Missing the Magic Realm”, it had sense; but it made me ask questions, get the need to know more; and this was eating me inside. After a bunch of time reading his masterpiece, it then became a story to tell , to share with the eyes of the world one of the biggest understanding that he got and then anyone else who read it also made their mind to. This sounds crap, well i don’t blame you, for me too it’s sounds crazy and mythical as in movies, but          Read carefully :

” You know, I do believe in magic. I was born and raised in a magic time, in a magic town, among magicians. Oh, most everybody else didn’t realize we lived in that web of magic, connected by the silver filaments of chance and circumstance. But I knew it all along. When I was twelve years old, the world was my magic lantern, and by its green spirit glow I saw the past, the present,and into the future. You probably did too; you just don’t recall it.”

I believe these words came out in an essence of wilderness, my story explains it all, Now you know what the magic realm is but not quite well. I tried to explain that we live in magic though we don’t recall understanding it, it now feels weird when you find yourself in it because it a whole new thing for us now that we are grown and don’t remember ever living in a magical time as when we were kids. I believe we are lost and need to find our path and reconnect, feel all the amazingness the world offers in a whole new view, not all the pain and suffering we are bound to live in or do ourselves.

You don’t need to believe me because you got choices, a lot of them actually but  i couldn’t keep these words for myself and also couldn’t get to keep them without forgetting one word by word, so i needed to write them and show the world my understanding, and on a paper is the only place i can hold what i know. Just remember there is always more to understand and more to everything.

I won’t say much on it, just a couple of acknowledgements for you to be inspired in your own career, talent and passion; You have what it takes to relive the magic you lost, make your own story full of confusion and craziness and mostly magic in your hands for all to see, i can’t wait for you to be there; but just remember you’ve been far from it a long time it might just have disappeared to a point of no return; And for that I’m sorry. This is a story as much as any other story is, and this is truth as much as all the others are.

I later on discovered the last and most important part of the puzzle, and if you read this i hope you get the desire to live again and even better in your magic realm.

Here it is:

“See, this is my opinion: we all start out knowing magic. We are born with whirlwinds, forest fires, and comets inside us. We are born able to sing to birds and read the clouds and see our destiny in grains of sand. But then we get the magic educated right out of our souls. We get it churched out, spanked out, washed out, and combed out. We get put on the straight and narrow and told to be responsible. Told to act our age. Told to grow up, for God’s sake. And you know why we were told that? Because the people doing the telling were afraid of our wildness and youth, and because the magic we knew made them. ashamed and sad of what they’d allowed to wither in themselves.”

  You see in Every Story there is a fictional part and the truth filament.In my story Truth is the biggest part. Those words will always have  an impact on me, they now determine what i do and how i react every day; i believe they will do the same for you pal. I will always believe that anyone who reads these words will have changed the world they live in. O God i’m in the highest tone right one, i feel like this one just fuzzed me Ha-ha.

And Now i end  up my story saying that :

“I wanted to set my memories down on paper, where I can hold them.”

 Surely my best pick up line till this day. Now you know, So please let the magic flow back in you .

Thank you for reading, i hope you loved it.

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