He wanted to see fairies when he was small and
never succeeded, today he has given up - does
not believe in fairies and spirits, he says, doesn't
understand that consciousness can create any-
thing bypassing sensory organs, like the invisible
magnetic electricity only manifested in gadgets
Consciousness created this magical feature also,
people taught to believe when small also create
the forms for the fairy folk to present in; how can
I explain the awareness I had as a child that when
I sang to the upright geyser next to the bathtub to
keep it from falling on us we knew: the toothbrush,
Washcloth and soap were my real friends and we
were not friends with the geyser, grew in my song
as a placating device to keep it from crushing us
all - this feeling was born of necessity, we needed
protection and it was the only way to get it- maybe
one day when he really needs assurance of help
He'll create the same feeling in his meditation or
dreams - faced with a challenge that threatens
his loved ones, he's sure to visualise a greater
power and love than himself…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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