Musings of a modern day Faerie I sit here in front of a computer screen, smiling in the darkness and wonder where we went, and how all of this has come so far. In a day and age of science and technology, Belief in that that is not real is becoming more apparent, not stamped out by reason. I walk down the streets in this town and i see people in awe and wonderment of their scociety and the world arround them. Cultures mixing and colliding to where they are becoming one, yet remaining distinctive of sect and culture. Religions mixing with ideologys, Music losing its genere and people getting along with each other in ways not seen till before the great flood. I smile as i watch this all and realize that in achieving our dream we are dying off, and no longer needed. Everything ever hoped for from dreaming a reality of being fae is becoming true for everything, regardless of sect, religion or race/species. i dont know why its happening but i think it has to do with this world becomming connected through the internet and through the use of our mass media applications Bands become icons because of a single music channel on television to millions of people, News of the affairs of presidents and other media heads becomes more and more readily availiable at a newsstand or push of a button for all to read and be 'enlightnened' to the fact of what is going on in places besides their own neighborhood Everything has changed so much in the last ten years, that this world has taken everything that was the status quo and twisted it or thrown it out the window. Perhaps i ramble too much but i know that it is needed, and i see all of this coming to a very specific point The Magic is alive, and we are not needed to carry it any further. Our purpose to bring mirth and joy to this world is obsolete, as the Mortals have found ways to do it, without the aide of our magic or our inspiriation into thier lives. this scares me as a whole for the saftey and sanctity of our well being and our race in general, and without the creativity or energy we aspire to share, what will we do? I have no answer to this question, only posing it as musing in this Coming Age of Magic. I hope we are still needed when this world realizes what is happening to it. I fear we wont exist any more, but i wonder if perhaps this is the age of enlightenment we have hoped for for the last two millenia, and not as rulers or gods and goddesses but as open and one with a scociety that is ready to embrace what we are again and believe in the powers that make life worth living This wouldnt even be possible if it werent for the magic box i now sit in front of, it amazes me eveyr day when i check such things as email and visit websites that even twenty years ago it was a dream written about in novels set in the far future, not before the turn of the centruy As i said i dont know where this is going or why im writing it, but i felt i should for some strange reason and now i am, so here i continue..... I can feel it growing The christians where right, their apocalypse is coming but not in a way they understand, there will be no jesus or hellfire or angels of death, but a death to their faith as the old ways return, in a cycle that will continue and change forever. I can see the magic in the air as more people become aware of what was gone from their past lives for so long, and embrace the change wholeheartedly. It feels good and makes me smile to see openmindedness returning after all these centurys. Love, Passion, and Romance seem to be dying these days tho, but i see glimmers of it everywhere, and hope that there is no tradeoff from one foot to the other for this change, but if it must be done, then that may be our new purpose, to change and make sure that this magic is forged anew and not flawed. So i hope for the future, in this first letter of many to explain what i see and how i feel, through good and bad, through distraught and triumph, who i am and what i feel i can contribute to all of this excitement. And so i smile at this magic box and see the vision of the future it will herald in.....