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The Night Circus.
Monday, June 4, 2012

"The circus arrives without warning." Now that killer hook definitely lured me into Erin Morgenstern's captivating world of fantasy.

"Magic," the man in the grey suit repeats, turning the word into a laugh. "This is not magic. This is the way the world is, only very few people take the time to stop and note it. Look around you," he says, waving a hand at the surrounding tables. "Not a one of them even has an inkling of the things that are possible in this world, and what's worse is that none of them would listen if you attempted to enlighten them. They want to believe that magic is nothing but clever deception, because to think it real would keep them up at night, afraid of their own existence."  


I thought about that quote and came to a realisation (yeah, this overthinking and realising process happens to me a lot, as I've mentioned before)! It's simple actually - to believe in magic. At the core of it, it's all about accepting what is real and what is not. We have brains therefore we think and you know, it follows that "I think, therefore I am", as summarised by Descartes. You define your own existence, your own beliefs and the things that get you by in life. Personally, the book reminded me what it was like to be a child. The innocence and gullibility I once had to be entranced by every little thing that I chanced upon. I grew up believing in so many things. One, I was that girl who owned countless Barbie dolls, who believed I'd grow up and own those clothes, heels and mansions that my dolls had. Two, I was that girl who loved Disney princesses and believed in 'happily ever after'. Three, I was that girl who grew up thinking a stepmother is always evil. And the list goes on... I'm sure you get my drift.

What was my point?

The realisation I had, yes, is that I do not want to lose that painless gullibility I once possessed. That ability to accept and believe in things I lack explanation for. Not that I'm setting myself up to be duped each and every time, don't get me wrong. I do not want to be afraid by limitations, and be bounded by parameters. In one way or another, I found myself letting go of all the ropes that went round and round my core existence.

I wanted to blog about that particular sensation. It was an indescribable feeling. I'm sorry for the lack of word at this point. Perhaps some moments are meant to be felt inside your heart.

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