I can't be the only one who sometimes wonders how it must feel to be the spectator. Let me explain. I have never really been into magic. I faintly remember some magicians as a kid, but none of them really stands out in my memory, except David Copperfield. When I was 13 and on vacation in America, my parents took me to a David Copperfield show (I thing it vas Las Vegas, or maybe LA, I don't remember). I just remember thinking "this can't be possible. Magic must be real", but magic was still something that just was just lost in my mind, not ever thinking about it. So I don't really remember what it feels like to actually be completely dumbfounded by magic. And I have been thinking lately: If I saw someone visibly bend silverware in front of me, what would I feel? If I felt someone tap me on the shoulder, and later be told that they didn't (PK touches), what would I think? If I saw any of the magic (or mentalism, in my case) that I have come to enjoy performing, what would go through my mind? Honestly, I have no idea. I still see magic which I have no idea how is performed, but it's not the same. Now it's just a race of "now, how can I learn that?". For me, the magic just doesn't exist anymore, they are all just tricks and sleights used to fulfill a purpose. Does anyone else just sometimes wonder how it would feel to actually experience the magic?