Showman's Land

Magic is all around us these days, I wave a wand of many buttons and my television lights up, I approach a closed door at a supermarket and at the touch of my shadow they slide open. No one remarks on this. I place a deck of cards on the floor, stand well back, and make them move without touching them. People scream as their chosen cardboard shoots across the floor. Then, on the walk home, they open locked doors with their magic cards, they stand in a lumbering hunk of metal uncannily predicted by an ever changing lightboard and send thoughts across the globe with a block of ever glowing colours.