Phsychic phenomenon
Over the years I've discovered that I have somewhat limited psychic powers. Hold on hold on, let me explain before you roll your eyes like that.
It all began with my good friend Chris (who I really need to call, although he never did answer my text. True his phone isn't that reliable, but what can you do?). We used to spend forever together. I'd go round most Sundays, we'd hang round and play on the PS2 (or the original Playstation way back when), discuss philosophy (including the mysteries of timetravel and what would an obese woman stuck in a bus stand in Scotland do with a delivery boy if she could lay the appropriate booby traps), or have a game of chess, poker, Yu-Gi-Oh (I rule at that game by the way, oh yeah....man I probably shouldn't be proud of that haha), Heroklix, or whatever we had decided to try.
Sometimes I'd be there for 16-30 hours easy. Gradually we started thinking the same, generally the later it got the easier it was. One of us would say something and the other would have already been thinking it and was about to say the same thing. Other times we just blurted out the same thing at the same time. They weren't your average run of the mill thoughts either. I don't think either of us have those. They were the most obscure, random, totally unrelated to anything we were doing or saying types of things. It was great.
Over the years It's happened a few more times. But now I'm learning the rules. I can't turn it off and on. If it happens it happens. Sometimes there are pictures, it depends on the person.
Back in my first year at university I spent a lot of time round Chinese and Japanese people. I don't speak either language, but luckily they spoke mine. When they did jump back into their respective other languages I could kinda understand what they were saying. Sure it was probably a mixture of body language and the situation they were in, but it came easy to me. I even managed to follow a joke, which was actually funny.
I've found that I only have this sort of link to certain people. So far there isn't a whole lot these people seem to have in common. Some have been casual aquaintances, but these have only been brief flashes of psychicness. But then again, if I haven't spent that much time around them how could it happen more often?
Other people I've had amazing mental experiences with. I've seen full blown moving images (sure the colour wasn't that great, but what can you do?), pre-emptively judged reactions by text over long distances, interpreted the most bizarre codes, and just generally been able to tell what certain people are thinking. I can't choose who or when, but when it happens it's fantastic. Hell, I've even had two peoples mental images in there at the same time. Sure they were squashed a bit and the aspect ratio went out of wack, but it was cool.
Those times with Chris though, they were the only ones when the link was two way. No one else (or at least to my knowledge) has been able to peer into my mind. That's probably for the best though. You really don't want to know what goes on in here. Sure the blog is a great way to let a lot of it out. But the deep dark recesses would tear you apart. I'm not saying that in an egotistical way, but I'm fairly sure you'd start screaming, curl up in a ball and gently rock back and forth for the rest of your life it you could see what I see. This is why horror films don't scare me anymore. It really doesn't compare.
It all began with my good friend Chris (who I really need to call, although he never did answer my text. True his phone isn't that reliable, but what can you do?). We used to spend forever together. I'd go round most Sundays, we'd hang round and play on the PS2 (or the original Playstation way back when), discuss philosophy (including the mysteries of timetravel and what would an obese woman stuck in a bus stand in Scotland do with a delivery boy if she could lay the appropriate booby traps), or have a game of chess, poker, Yu-Gi-Oh (I rule at that game by the way, oh yeah....man I probably shouldn't be proud of that haha), Heroklix, or whatever we had decided to try.
Sometimes I'd be there for 16-30 hours easy. Gradually we started thinking the same, generally the later it got the easier it was. One of us would say something and the other would have already been thinking it and was about to say the same thing. Other times we just blurted out the same thing at the same time. They weren't your average run of the mill thoughts either. I don't think either of us have those. They were the most obscure, random, totally unrelated to anything we were doing or saying types of things. It was great.
Over the years It's happened a few more times. But now I'm learning the rules. I can't turn it off and on. If it happens it happens. Sometimes there are pictures, it depends on the person.
Back in my first year at university I spent a lot of time round Chinese and Japanese people. I don't speak either language, but luckily they spoke mine. When they did jump back into their respective other languages I could kinda understand what they were saying. Sure it was probably a mixture of body language and the situation they were in, but it came easy to me. I even managed to follow a joke, which was actually funny.
I've found that I only have this sort of link to certain people. So far there isn't a whole lot these people seem to have in common. Some have been casual aquaintances, but these have only been brief flashes of psychicness. But then again, if I haven't spent that much time around them how could it happen more often?
Other people I've had amazing mental experiences with. I've seen full blown moving images (sure the colour wasn't that great, but what can you do?), pre-emptively judged reactions by text over long distances, interpreted the most bizarre codes, and just generally been able to tell what certain people are thinking. I can't choose who or when, but when it happens it's fantastic. Hell, I've even had two peoples mental images in there at the same time. Sure they were squashed a bit and the aspect ratio went out of wack, but it was cool.
Those times with Chris though, they were the only ones when the link was two way. No one else (or at least to my knowledge) has been able to peer into my mind. That's probably for the best though. You really don't want to know what goes on in here. Sure the blog is a great way to let a lot of it out. But the deep dark recesses would tear you apart. I'm not saying that in an egotistical way, but I'm fairly sure you'd start screaming, curl up in a ball and gently rock back and forth for the rest of your life it you could see what I see. This is why horror films don't scare me anymore. It really doesn't compare.
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