Magic Wand

If I had a magic wand I'd wave it once and all religions would disappear. No churches, no sects, no priests, no sacred texts. But there would be reverence and awe for the universe, a mystery so profound that life was driven by respect for it. If I had a magic wand I'd wave it twice and sex would change humans would reproduce with a mating cycle. Out of the cycle sexual energy would be diminished reduced to a handshake, a hug casual contact that did not inspire armies or create jealousies and revenge. If I had a magic wand I'd wave it thrice and couples would mate for life as friends infidelity a betrayal of friendship and rare because friends cannot be replaced with casual relationships friends are soul mates to be treasured as part of the mystery of existence. If I had a magic wand I'd wave it four times and progress would become a dirty word because it is linear and growth is cyclical. Change happens in a context of mystery, not something to be figured out but celebrated in song and poetry in behavior and making love in gratitude and awe. If I had a magic wand I'd wave it again and again.