Worshipping Lali

Don’t tell me there’s no magic…

Don’t tell me there’s no magic in the world. Don’t pretend you’ve seen the frontiers. You are too far away to even notice how entangled you are with the world you assume is lifeless and dead. First, critique your enactments of ontological distance, trouble your pretensions to untouched objectivity, question your philosophies of disembodied sovereignty, and recognize how the unsayable haunts your claims to universal knowledge. If you do this, you might come to see not only that there is magic – but that you yourself are controversial, dispersed and promiscuous…you are magic. Magic is the dissolution of distance.

  • Diana van Eyk on June 22, 2016

    I don’t understand how we can have senses, yet not believe in the magic that we’re immersed in every day.

    • Bayo Akomolafe on June 22, 2016

      A politics of adulthood distances us from our appreciation of the mysteriousness of the world. Perhaps this is the reason why the biblical texts state that Jesus named children as the prime citizens of heaven…it takes being a child to even understand what that means!

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