Magic gets into the cosmic very fast, at least for us. What does “magic” even mean? What is real? Is anything real? Should we not take into account the inherently magical or illusionary qualities of the most basic sense perception? The image we see in the mind’s eye is only vaguely related to the stimulus on the retina, with or without a prestidigitator being involved. The senses are the ultimate conjurors. Or that layer in the nervous system between the senses (the physical sensors, that is) and the movie screen of experience. That’s where all the folderol takes place.
Gak! There’s no end to it!
[This post is dedicated to all my friends who are magicians. Wait a sec—we’re all magicians. Holy hat-rabbit, Batman!]