Yesterday's Fool, Tomorrow's Magician

What a quantum leap it must be, for the Fool to make a solitary monumental stride and transform into the Magician. Yet it is a step that we all take, in the inexorable evolution of our souls; in the gradual and magnificient emergence of our consciousness - what some might call our participation mystique. How could a seeming buffoon, clasping unto little more than dainty roses in his hands, skipping merrily along the dangerously innocent rhythm of infancy, balancing precariously before a step that will send him plunging into the abyss, suddenly find himself donning the wizard's robes, standing in firm resolution, arms outstreched to connect the heavens and earth, with the sword, wand, cup and pentacle at his disposal? How could such an entity floating in pre-conscious limbo, albeit possessing all the charm and luck in the universe, become the Commodore and the gateway through which consciousness first embraces us? Perhaps the apparent majesty of the transformation boils down to careful definition of the boundaries of potential for both - in the former case, doubtlessly vague and imprecise, ready to be molded into one of a million possibilities. While in the latter, a more rigorous element of self control and positive direction comes into play. Whatever the case may be, this is a journey we are all destined to undertake. It is only a matter of time.