It is a sad thought that we know so much as to not feel the magic of the world around us. We are so aware of the reasons for everything around us that we do not hope for anything more than what we see, what we read, what is told to us.

There was a time when they would look at the sunset and believe you could fall right off the edge. What hope they must have felt to be able to continue every day, knowing there was an edge. What faith they must have held in the rest of humanity to not believe us about to tip over.

Now we know. There is no reason for that fear. No reason to have a desperate desire to cling to those around you. We can walk and walk and walk. We are not going to fall off.

It has always been our mortality that brought reason to our humanity. So now I wonder if we will know the end of the world when it comes?