For those who can't quite figure out what the heck is going on here, allow me to offer you the nutshell version: this is one of the places I go when I feel like making things up. Max is my writing partner (yep, made him up, too) who smiles and nods patiently while I ramble on. My most recent obsession is a project I call Mary Morgan's Journal and rather than allow the ideas and images to clutter my wee little noggin, I like to post them here. That way, everyone suffers, not just me. However, if anyone happens to be entertained along the way, wonderful! Be sure to come back often and bring your friends. With more to share the burden, it won't seem so heavy.
Anyhoooo, after last week's grand opening of the S'N'Art Gallery (our new page dedicated to showcasing the Sorceress Mary Morgan's drawings---a big hit, by the way), I naturally continued sorting through her journals and came across plenty more of interest, but what I have to show you today is by far the most intriguing (and also, quite revealing).
Presuming that everyone has read my book Magpie & Dilly....(What? Oh. Well, then...) Put another way: in my book Magpie & Dilly, the narrator Persnickitus Crum took it upon himself to write an open letter warning the reader that our two worlds--magical and non--are set on a collision course. To me, the very idea of such a thing raises more questions than I could ever imagine
For example, here we have Mary Morgan's drawing of a man who appears fairly ordinary, and prior to this day and age, he may very well have remained so without ever showing his true self. However, I'm beginning to understand (and believe wholeheartedly!) that Persnickitus Crum's warning was indeed justified, for, within seconds of finding this drawing, I saw mysterious things begin to happen...
First, the man's image slowly began to fade, and then---and, yes, I know this sounds absolutely incredible, but bear with me and you'll see for yourself: scales appeared on his face!
Having spent altogether too much time making things up, I presumed I knew instantly what was taking shape here: the man in the drawing was becoming his talisman! (For the laymen visiting, this simply means the man was shapeshifting, joining forces with his animal familiar.)*
Obviously, I was utterly stunned to witness such a thing without the aid of any unveiling devices whatsoever. Some of you may recall an earlier post in which I shared a drawing of a knife with a Seeing Stone tethered to its handle. If one were to look through the hole in the center of that stone, the magical world around them would be revealed. But, as I said, I had no such stone and no contact lenses, or any other aid when I saw the man in this drawing metamorphose!
Even as startled as I was, though, I was able to make some sense of this. I suspected immediately that what Persnickitus Crum forewarned us about truly is coming to pass: the magical and non-magical worlds are converging and soon, more of the veil that shrouds their doings will be destroyed. We will no longer require such things as Seeing Stones and, very likely, no Specter Detectors, either. We'll begin to see things we've never seen, and possibly witness events that have so far been beyond our wildest imaginings. Admittedly, I am not altogether certain we're ready for such things!
Should this actually be happening, I feel both humbled and afraid because I know from my research that the magical world is far more advanced than ours in every way possible. The fact that the magical have been portrayed here (for the most part) as old-fashioned sorts--robe-wearing and wand bearing--is a misconception they have happily allowed us to believe (with no ill intentions, trust). But it is not this misconception I fear most. I sincerely believe the magical have not set out to deceive us, but at the same time they have allowed us our deception. What this means simply? We are the culprits, not they!
In this vein, I present to you one last image which should raise a question in your own mind: What will you see when the veil has vanished?