-There is a thought, or was a thought,
and if nothing else there continues to be
a thought which contains nothing more
than a recollection of the initial thought.
That idea that there was something magical
in moments perhaps now lost completely,
even in the sediment of memory. Moments,
which like all other moments can never be
recaptured or recreated and would feel false
if reenacted. Yet there is or was something
magical in those moments…where is the magic…
even as the moments have crumbled and
the depictions on caves’ walls have faded
with time, the magic does not, but where is it.
Is it perhaps the lack of resolution?
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