MagicA Chapter by PaulSection 3 of The Me Primer3 Magic My taste for
invention gives me away. I must admit that I am thrilled by the thought of
magic in the world. I don’t want card tricks or disappearing monuments. I am
talking about those magical moments in life that burn at me, when I am filled
with wonder at a mystery of any kind. I don’t want to be able to explain these
moments with equations and chemicals. Science for me has always felt cold. If I am making an honest assessment of myself then I must admit that I lean toward the romantic. I want
the intuitive hero to defeat the chilly autocrat. I want there to be benevolent
fairies spinning around the woods and I want it to be true that I can overcome
anything by simply believing I can. I
am, however, a romantic with an analytical brain. As a child I had to know why
my toys from Santa Claus came from Sear’s toy department and why some kids, who
I knew were nicer than me but poorer, got cheaper gifts. I had to recognize
that all the magic in the world has an explanation. It is sleight of hand or a
grand illusion or a part of nature waiting to be discovered. I might enjoy it
as magical until it is explained but I realize that it can always be explained
by something occurring in the natural world. This did not and does not come
easily for me. What I know as
the natural world is my reality. If the natural world is an illusion, then it
is the illusion I am in. I choose this path because, in my experience, facts
present themselves and can be eventually explained. This choice was not
capricious. I am confident that it is the best choice, for me, now. My belief
in the discovery of facts, over the invention of explanations, does not keep me
from seeking an ideal. An ideal that perhaps gives a magical feeling when I strive
for something that does not occur, as far as I know, anywhere else in the
natural world. I want to put this invention, this ideal, to the test of
discovery. A human animal can imagine a perfect form and then try to mimic it
in reality. The ideal I am imagining is a just society. A society that is fair
for all individuals. I know that for me to maintain this magical feeling, in
striving for my ideal, it is necessary for me to co-exist with others and it is
necessary for me to understand that there is no obligation for humans to live
in this society. I can claim no magic to guide it or to give it supernatural
merit. It has as its foundation the magical feeling that comes with describing
something that I know can work. It has as its framework the support of those
who also strive for this ideal. I have asked
myself that if I only believed in one kind of magic, a kind of magic that did
not leave room for other types of magic, would I want to form a society that
works for everyone? I have imagined how I would be if I could really convince
myself again that a magical elf watched over me and brought me presents each
Christmas. I have memories from childhood in which I would blame siblings and
neighbor children for making me act, in the jargon of the cult, naughty. Leading up to the twenty-fifth I can remember striking others because of their part in my transgressions; thereby doubling my naughtiness. I
can remember fighting with a classmate who insisted I was a moron for believing
in a magic elf. It felt like a betrayal, an affront to myself and my kin. If
this skeptic were right, then I had been a fool. That was too much to bear, so
all my venom was sunk into this skeptical person. I had invested too much time
and energy in my fat elf and I would rather have beaten someone silly than look
silly. I am trying
to remember if I felt this same way when it came to religious matters. When I
was guaranteed an eternal reward, based on my own behavior, was I angry at
transgressions around me. Did it seem necessary for me to insist on everyone
accepting my viewpoint on religious matters? I am not aware of any religion
that insists that a person cannot gain favor unless everyone around them is
following the rules of that religion. Isn’t it a kind of blasphemy to try and
make secular rules and regulations to force people to follow the rules of a
religion? If I believe in a supreme being, who made a world full of choices, hasn’t the world been set up this way on purpose; hasn't the world been set up for individuals to be
allowed to conform of their own accord? If I insisted on secular rules, that mirrored my religion, is it
not like saying that I know better than the supreme being? That I take it upon
myself to make others follow the “proper path” as a matter of secular law. That
I make them fear punishment here in the natural world. Would this be looked on
favorably from above? The religions I am familiar with, and especially the one
I grew up with, may have encouraged preaching to the “fallen”, the uninitiated, and guiding the young, but I don’t recall any punishment for those who follow the
rules if they are surrounded by sinners. I don’t remember any concerns as a
child that if I were good, while those around me were naughty, I would
suffer on Christmas morning. Perhaps it was just the temptation that I resented
or perhaps I was too proud to tolerate being thought of as behaving
foolishly. I have said
several things about the belief in religious magic affecting the natural world
but I don’t know if I have adequately explained my concerns about a
non-religious belief in magic; the magical man among animals. For me magic is
the same whether I believe in a religion or disdain religion. Magic convinces
me that I am more than an animal; that there are possibilities outside of the
natural world. I can ask similar questions to both groups: do you believe in a
god or do you believe that there should be a god? Do you believe that there is
more to life than living or that there should be more to life than living?
These are important distinctions for me when I talk to believers in a supreme
being and believers in man as a magical animal. Is something true because you
need it to be true? This notion of magic is probably offensive to both groups.
Perhaps people who are religious are okay with the concept of magic. They may
not appreciate the word magic associated with their deity but may be okay with the
notion that there is something greater than nature. They believe there is
something that does not have to follow the rules of nature. But secular
thinkers can be quickly put off at being seated in the same pew with religious
thinkers. I have been in this position and I still am involved in conversations
today that bring to light this magic. In these discourses it is assumed human
animals are special animals. Not just an animal with unique attributes but
special in the sense that human animals must be held to a higher standard. Not
the standards set down by a given society but a standard that is objective, a
given. It is assumed that it is wrong for a human-animal to act certain ways, ways
that are deemed unnatural, fundamentally, absolutely. In the past I have
insisted that there is a model for beauty. I have insisted that some art is
legitimate and some is not. I have tried to find magic in evolution and I talk
to non-religious people regularly who still look for magic in evolution. There
is a conscious or subconscious need to give evolution a goal. To give evolution
a personalized will of some kind, rather than the simple survival of the best
suited mutations. I have wanted to be more than an animal. I have wanted to be
the bearer of a magic within myself that will be the answer to all of the
questions of human animals. It is very difficult to give this up, to look back
at beliefs that appear foolish in the natural world. It took a
long time for this notion of being an animal to sink in. I now expect it of
myself because it makes everything easier to understand. But I must co-exist
with those around me and I cannot expect them to accept my beliefs. Maybe it
would be best if everyone just believed that their beliefs were magical. If
this term is offensive then they should believe that their beliefs are special.
That their being part of a belief system is making them something more than an
animal. My hope would be that they would not expect anything from outside their
group other than tolerance. I prefer to live with an understanding that we each
put up with the other’s ideas of truth, rather than policing and fighting
endlessly in order to quash ideas we each find distasteful. If no one group can
disallow the beliefs of another group, then they have nothing to fear. In my
ideal society when segments of the society meet, with differing ideas of truth, they are not beholding to any idea except to treat others as they want to be
treated. I have no need to try and change another’s idea of truth as long as
that person abides by the fabricated “absolute”, that we must respect each
individual’s right to be. I do not
want to go after someone's magic on a personal level. I don't want to mess with
what it brings someone personally. I take issue with magic on an institutional
level. The harm it has caused and causes on a societal level. The harm it causes by imposing
itself on those who prefer not to have faith that they are more than an animal.
This is the crux of my concern with magic as a basis for society. I can
understand people who tell me that they have faith and that they understand
that faith is not science and doesn’t need to be science. They do not need to
prove anything to me for their faith to have merit to them. They understand
that there is no scientific proof that a being can live outside of the laws of
nature or that man is just special and must be made to live to a higher
standard than other animals. They have faith because they know that they need
more than the scientific method to be a believer. I can respect this stance. I
see that their line of thinking has merit. That is to say that, in the case of
religious people, to believe that there has to be a god because only faith is
needed because there has to be a god. This is outside the command of science
because they put it outside the command of science. I must admit that following
this line of thinking it can be said that there is a possibility that one day
the sky could open up and a bearded head will appear and tell us that our
science was all set up to see if we could have faith in the unscientific. That
would be the romantic in me speaking. I would say
the same things to those that eschew religion but believe in the magical man
among animals. I see the merit in their belief system. I know that most people
find the same things beautiful. I know that societies only work when
individuals are held to a standard. I know that it is a good idea to look to a
goal of making society as consistently just for all individuals as it can be. I
also know that this animal has learned all of these things. As part of the
natural world I know that art and the societies that we live in are inventions.
Perhaps there is an inherent factor that makes most human animals attracted to
certain shapes or sensations but there is no right or wrong art. Paintings,
music, dance, stories, these things cannot be measured as beautiful except by
each individual. I know I can make judgements that lines are not correct,
voices are out of tune, poor grammar is used, but these are only measurements
of straightness and tuning and accepted language rules, not of creative
pleasure. When enough people like something an artist will know if they have
struck on something popular. They will not know that they have found some
universal definition of beauty. When enough people agree with or accept a
definition of what is just, then that becomes the code. It is not a discovery
of a universal system of justice. There is no sense arguing about what is
absolutely beautiful or what is absolutely just, unless you have already made
up a fabricated “absolute” which I, of course, can choose to ignore. I can
accept that these believers feel that man must have a higher standard than
other animals. I can accept that there is a standard of beauty in given
societies, that there is a standard of justice in given societies. I crave some
of these same things but when I am forced to conform to an ideal because it is
believed to be an objective truth, then I must speak out. I must say that it is
an invented truth and we each decide to abide by it or not. I know there
is no right or wrong society to an animal. Yet, for me, there is only one
kind of society that guarantees consistency; consistency in keeping each individual free to
pursue their own definition of beauty and justice. This is a society that
understands that it must tolerate individual preferences up to the point that
they impede on another individual’s ability to exercise their preferences. I do
this for others to insure the same is done for me. This is just a more
complicated way of stating the golden rule. A rule that seems so commonplace that
it is overlooked and forgotten readily. It has been around so long, and has
become so much background noise, that no one seems to take serious notice of it. I will just keep saying it in different ways and
maybe I will find something that will shine again, something that will seem
magical. © 2024 Paul |
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