... for it's in language itself!
Let us look, for example, at the Latin root for the word fascinate which means “to bewitch, or to charm.”
To be entranced. To be absorbed. To be put under a spell of magic, you see.
But let's simplify it still.
I defy you: if there were not magic, then why do we have this word "magic"! Why do we speak of "magic"? How is it we attend magic shows, and have people performing as magicians?
There is no magic? See how in saying this you have already admitted its existence! For tell me, how can something be said to "not be" unless it exists to be doubted?
We say "it is not." But there "it" is!
Don’t be fooled now; I am not tricking you.
Haven’t you ever fallen for a magic trick? Don’t you know the way it made you feel?
Well there you have it, so it exists.
Let me help you still; I will tell you just what it is.
Magic is wonder ... it is to witness something that according to all your notions is impossible... your thought structures about reality clash with your sensed experience... everything you have built up as knowledge shakes, and deep in the mind this registers as a jolt of excitement and nervous energy, for there is capacity now to learn ... the imagination begins to spin, grasping for an answer but failing immediately to find one...
You know magic.
It is often said we love to be fooled. We love to be tricked and amazed. I tell you this love comes from a sense of wonder, a sense that anything is possible. It frees us for just a moment of every oppressive, conforming, and repressing thought we’ve constructed and limited ourselves within our lifetime. To throw away the sack of prejudices and opinions and ideas that drag behind us and learn to see the life around us.
You know what I mean -- the laws, the principles, the morality, the conventions.
These things make smart men of us and yet we desire to fool and be fooled. To become twice a child, to wonder, whether we are truly seeing something new, and for the first time.
And magic is indeed to see something for the first time.
Want the secret?
Everything we see, there it is for the first time.
It's all magic.
You just have to open your eyes to see it.
And when you do so, you are tilling the soil of your mind, aerating it and preparing it to bring forth new life.
And as to that man who wrote saying there is no such thing as magic, as though he knew as much about it as he did of other subjects on which he has written, why, my nephew would have written better!