Lighten, make easy

The desire to perform magic comes from a desire to fulfil the audience. Fulfil the audience's desire to transcend, rise up, be delivered out of ordinariness. So, magic is performed. Whether this performed magic is illusion, trickery, deftness of handwork or access to supernatural power we will leave open for now, let's say. It can be either; without disrupting the configuration of this idea.

Lightening moods; being the joker, jester and the racketeer all combined is a magical act. Anything that you do that changes how I feel, and doesn't allow me to be distracted, fragmented and pre-occupied is a magical act. Magic doesn't have a method, magic is mysterious, it is improvised in practise and has a secretive source-code. How I wish that Art was magic. It is not. It is methodical disaster, a toxic recipe for disenchantment. Like any poem that can be fully understood can not be a poem.

Refreshing the memory stack, "cognitive dissonance" producing electricity. He asks us to imagine pure movement of a body, not reading into choreography for meaning. But we have gone ahead and made everything meaningful, sorry. The patch of sun on the wall is a photograph, you are a photograph, I am a photograph. He says, "Shake that feeling off."