IDK if this went through the last time I tried to send it. But I don't believe in magic. I kind of wish I did, since it seems to make people happier to think that they can change the world, or that nature is kind, or one of those things. However, since around fifth grade, I've slowly lost the ability to believe things that don't match what I experience, and now trying to feels wrong.
everybody has different experiences. I bet you have normalcy in your life that i would consider unbelievable, and vice versa. the diversity of the human experience is one of the reasons why I love mankind.
magic is magic to me. some people call it the power of prayer, some people call it karma, or energy, or good vibes or whatever. it might seem frivolous but I do believe in it. I believe that each of earth’s custodians have a slight otherworldy power, such that when we stand in solidarity we are unstoppable.
but i understand this line of thinking. it was something i went through not so long ago.