Once Upon a Time, in a land much nearer than you think, dwelt a Wizard in a tall blue hat. With one eye he saw the World as you and I see it. He saw cars and caravans, shops and ships, buses and bugels. But with the other eye he saw the World as it really is...
Idris Duir lived in a round house. The walls were curved and built in a large circle. The roof sloped inwards and upwards like a cone, and met in a point at the top. A chimney stack puffed smoke, and sometimes steam, depending on the Magic.
When the Wizard looked through his Right eye he saw the Universe. He saw the swirling galaxies, and space and time running out... He saw infinity spinning as great knots of time, tumbling like bundles of wool upon the floor. He saw Lights and Vibrations, he saw Fractals and Energy. He saw the Truth. He saw the common sense of it all, and he could fathom it. He understood - and his life held meaning and purpose.
But when the Wizard looked through his Left eye, the World was very different. He saw resentment and pain, misery and shame. He saw bitterness and sadness, guilt and madness. All the people were unhappy - and so was He. He watched them chase time and never catch it. He saw them fight each other and pretend to Love. He saw them desperate and greedy, fearful and needy - and He felt it too.
One day Idris Duir heard a terrible sound. It was the cries of all the Children of the World - the little ones he knew through his Right eye as 'The Lights'. He closed his left eye, and asked The Lights whatever was the matter?
The Lights laughed and played in the spaces around his head. They told him he had work to do, because the World of the left eye had become weary of the wars and the conflict and the selfishness that created lack. He had to step up, and make his magic.
"But I do not want to see you through my left eye" said Idris Duir "Because I know you will not be laughing then! You will be unhappy, and the pain of the madness is too much for me!"
The Lights laughed at his concern and told him not to be afraid. "After all" they said "You of all people know how it really is!"
Idris Duir did not want to hear the cries of the children. He did not want to look at it. He held his hand over his left eye and refused to open it.
The Lights became more insistent, and told him his time had come. He was a Wizard, and Wizards have jobs to do. His power was needed in the World of the left eye.
Idris Duir let his hand drop and opened his eye. All at once he was assailed with the madness. The laughter of The Lights became the cries of the children. All over the World the little ones called out to him... "Help us! Help us!"
As darkness fell, the Wizard took his Magic and his courage and left his round house. He flew through the chimney stack in a woosh of steam and became a cloud in the darkening sky.
The task at hand was enormous in the World of the left eye. It is so much harder to change things here with just a thought, and it is so much harder to make sense of a world that has none.
Idris Duir set his intention. He would change this world.
He would speak to all the Water of the World. He would fall as rain on every continent and join with the streams, the rivers and the oceans. In them, and as them, he would make his Magic work.
As time ran out, Idris Duir was everywhere. He was in every shower, every puddle and every snowflake. He was ice, he was liquid, he was vapour. All of the people in the World of the left eye breathed him in, they drank him and bathed in him. His Magic touched them all. There was not a living soul who was not affected by the pure intention and the Magic of Idris Duir.
He took their anger, their pain and their fear and changed it. He washed away their bitterness, their resentment and their sadness and replaced it. He cooled the tempers and the fevers that created conflict; he warmed the frozen hearts of the people, and he gave the children back their freedom.
Idris Duir did not stop until every child was laughing. When he was done, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them both together, there was a whole new World. Now the children were the Lights, and the Lights were in the children. There was no longer any separation.
Idris Duir knew he had made the changes and his work was done.
He flew out into space and became one with the stars. He's out there now - and always will be...
His round house with the sloping roof and the chimney stack that puffed the smoke and sometimes steam depending on the Magic, is still there.
If you take a deep breath and close your eyes, you might see it...