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" Invisible lines of energy fling themselves across continents and oceans, and out to the farthest reaches of the galaxy. Where the lines cross, a vortex of energy sinks deep into the earth and waits. This concentrated energy contains all the possibilities in the universe, all the mathematical outcomes of your choices. If you were to stumble into it, you might feel a tingle, something you could blame on a cool breeze, or déjà vu. Or you might feel nothing at all. Our limited senses simply may not allow us to comprehend the true nature of reality. We think a tree is a tree. But if you look deeper, past the bark and the sap, into the molecules that make up the wood, deeper into the almost completely empty atom until you reach the smallest particles of matter, you will find only waves of energy. Not a solid “thing” at all. And those particles? They have no idea they’re part of a tree. We, too, have no idea what we’re a part of.
There are rumors of a select few who have come close to understanding, but they have not come forth to reveal themselves. "
― Wendy Mass , Graceful (Willow Falls, #5)
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" Ode to Magic Pizza
By Leo Fitzpatrick
O magic pizza, you are so yummy,
Now you are sitting in my tummy,
I swear you taste better than the real stuff,
Almost like you were made with Marshmallow Fluff!
Mmmm, fluff!
Fluffernutter sandwiches are the best,
And I have tried all the rest! But this poem is about
Magic Pizza, which I will miss a ton,
Because Grace kicked us out
Of all the fun.
She must want to keep you all to herself,
Nah, I’m just kidding, but it will be rough.
I’ll miss Team Grace and especially “A,”
But I know I’ll still see her every day,
Because now she’s my girlfriend … Yay! "
― Wendy Mass , Graceful (Willow Falls, #5)