Posted by The light of magic is not a star
To burn forever in the dark
Outliving, outshining our generations
The current of knowledge is not a stream
Flowing from long-living ice
Dwindling as the generations pass
Wisdom is like fire, burning
Knowledge is like a flame
Magic is a flickering candle
A fire dies when covered
Flame yearns for open air
Yearns to spread
Aches to enter new territory
The wax of that candle
Will not last forever
Wisdom is a storm
Knowledge a tempest
But a storm in a bottle
Is not a storm
It is dead water,
Dead air.
Magic exists in motion
Dancing like a conflagration
Twirling around the eye of a storm
You cannot own it.
Yet it can dwell in your bones.
You cannot own it.
So dance with it.
Magick From Scratch 
Oh, I really like this one…..
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