“When I was twelve years old, the world was my magic lantern, and by its green spirit glow I saw the past, the present, and into the future. You probably did too; you just don’t recall it…We are born able to sing to birds and read the clouds and see our destiny in grains of sand. But then we get the magic educated right out of our souls. We get it churched out, spanked out, washed out, and combed out. We get out on the straight and narrow and told to be responsible. Told to act our age.” From Boy’s Life by Robert McCammon
Periodically I see something on a social network site that’s so compelling I want to share it with everyone — and hope everyone I share it with actually reads it. That seems unlikely but still worth every bit of effort.