Thursday January 6, 2005, 5:45AM

Well, after I was finished scanning Chris, I found myself feeling positively ecstatic. The joy and pride of having done a successful scanning had left me feeling a sort of mental high. I was full of so much energy, it felt like, and I knew that after such a success I wanted to practice some more. So I decided to go back to the PsiPog chat and see if anyone was up some practice. A guy named LoneWolf wanted some people to practice with him, but he needed the PsiPog chat moderator’s permission. You see, he wanted to practice shielding with some people, but in order to do that, there was some risk involved. You see, if you practice shielding with somebody, one person has to shield themselves and the other has to attack the shield with psi balls. It’s a test of programming and strength on everybody’s part, and is actually a fun thing to do. However, it’s pretty much psychic combat, which is forbidden on the PsiPog chat, even if it is in good spirits without intention of harm. He talked to a mod, but they said that we’d have to practice elsewhere. We ended up getting on MSN (another instant messaging service) and practicing there. First, I signed onto MSN and started talking to Wolf, who explained the idea to me. He explained that it was slightly dangerous, naturally, because we were still attacking each other. However, we were to program our psi balls not to attack anything beyond the shield, to make them just attempt to shatter the shield. As long as the person under attack was responsible and told us when damage was done, everything would be fine. So, after all of that was taken care of, Wolf invited me to Tom and his conversation window. He warned me before doing so, however, that Tom had his doubts and was afraid of (or at least more aware and cautious about) the risk involved, although Wolf obviously convinced him to at least give it a try. When I’d joined the conversation, I let Tom know that I was most likely incapable of harming him, meaning that I would be unable to with my lack of strength in actual manipulating of psi. So, Wolf then established the rules. He told us that we had to make sure we spoke up if we got a headache, because it would most likely be caused by a shield collapse and the attacker had to know to stop. So, after e decided to stick with the basic bubble shield, it was time to get on with the show. I turned off my music and closed my eyes, picturing Wolf standing about half a football field’s length away from me. I then created a metallic psi ball, as if it were solid steel, and pictured it just growing denser and denser, building up more and more pressure behind it, until I finally thought it was ready and “let it go.” It was like snapping a ball from the cup of a slingshot. I released the psi ball and it shot forward (zinged forward was the phrase that came to mind at the moment), heading straight for Wolf. It crashed into his shield, so I quickly created another one and shot that one, building up speed until I was firing in rather rapid succession. Honestly, these psi balls looked as though they were traveling mach speed. I’m not very accomplished with psi balls, so I didn’t waste my efforts trying to program my psi ball to do some complex destroying thing-only to crash into Wolf’s shield as hard as fast as possible in order to break his shield. I did this for somewhere between 30-60 seconds before Wolf informed me that I had put a hold in his shield giving him a 3 second stomach cramp. I was so amazed, it was unbelievable. I felt so happy, I couldn’t believe that I’d actually done it. But I had, which was the point, even though his shield didn’t collapse. Anyway, I had to go soon because my mom was going to be getting up around 5:30, and she doesn’t necessarily approve of me being awake that early. So, I took my turn shielding next. I visualized myself putting psi up in a bubble around me, like one of those plastic bubbles. The kind where you squeeze a small ball of plastic out of the tube and then blow it into a bubble with the straw. Well, I did it like that, starting off with a full ball of psi around my abs and chest and expanding it until it covered me but was hollow. Then I reinforced it by visualizing it becoming more solid, thickening and hardening. When I was done this, I let Wolf know I was ready. He started sending, and after about 2 minutes he asked me whether anything had happened. Throughout the 2 minutes, a certain kind of pressure grew in my head, causing me to feel some vague dizziness. But it was really vague, impossible to detect if I hadn’t been keeping my senses open for any signs of accomplishment. I couldn’t tell if my shield had been damaged or anything, mostly because I need a lot of practice with my shields because I really can’t feel the psi. Tom scanned me, however, and said that it looked normal, but up close it looked different. He didn’t know how to describe it, but I think I know what he meant, You see, Tom programmed his psi ball to make a hole in my shield and then weave in and out of it to make it unstable. He probably never fully made a hole in it, but the psi ball attempted to weave in and out of my shield anyway, either forcefully bumping into it a lot of something else, in the end weakening it but not causing much damage. Anyway, we had a quick chat about psionics, and then we decided to give it another try. Since I only had a few minutes left, we decided that it was okay for me to take the turn. I was going to send and Tom was going to shield. He built up his shield and told me he was ready, then I began sending. I decided that this time I’d try something new, just to see how it would work. Instead of making my psi balls metallic, I made them the same type of molten metal that I usually do. I imagined zinging them into Tom’s shield and having them splat onto it, melting it down and eating away at it, causing it to collapse. Unfortunately, after all of the practicing I had been doing, I was tired and had trouble holding onto the image. My concentration kept slipping, so after sending one psi ball, I stopped. He didn’t feel anything, so it didn’t work, although I wasn’t surprised. Halfway through my sending, my mom’s alarm started going off, which was quite the distraction. I then said goodbye to everybody and left, heading upstairs to my room where I am now writing this. I think I’m going to take an hour nap or something, so I have some rest before school.

Thursday, January 6, 2005

            Well, I actually practiced again today, which is quite amazing. Like has been so busy and stressful lately, it just doesn’t leave me in any condition to practice. But since I was feeling good about psionics today, I went with it. I was talking with a few other psions and we got to practicing. The entire time I was in our office, good lighting, and except for when I was scanning, there was music in the background (either Assemblage 23’s “Disappoint-Funker Vogt Mix” or Evanescence’s “Missing”). The practice went okay. I mean, I could feel myself sending psi, and I could feel the warmth (I was attempting to make a hot psi ball), but we didn’t manage to make Ralph’s psi ball flare. I’m not really surprised; even seasoned psions oftentimes can’t make psi balls flare, and here were three people generally new to psionics plus me (I’ve been practicing longer, and I’ve had good results with telepathy, which helps when you’re sending energy) trying to do it. It was certainly likely to fail, but it was a lot of fun giving it a try. Plus, now I have them all on my yahoo instant messenger (YIM) buddy list, so I can practice with them in the future. Anyway, Chris stuck around and I scanned him. Well, I’m not positive that it was a technical scanning; I’m not sure whether it’s considered scanning if the person tries to send information. But beyond that, I did follow all of the techniques of scanning, and received information that he didn’t send, so it was a partial scanning at the very least. Well, I got the stucco right, and when I said New Mexico, I meant that I saw a type of building that you’d think would be in that state. Anyway, I saw a nice house, white rocks, and two-door garage (I didn’t mention the garage to him), but those imaged had a slight difference in the way they felt. Felt is such a strange word to use, because I didn’t physically feel anything, and yet, with psionics you feel something, although it’s impossible to describe. It’s like a kid who can wiggle his ears trying to explain to somebody who can’t how to do it. But anyway, those thoughts of the house, rocks, and garage, felt different to me. I believe that they were my own thoughts contaminating the scanning. It’s difficult to clear your mind completely, and it takes a lot of practice and skill to keep your own thoughts from seeping in. Ralph scanned me earlier, back in the PsiPog chat, and he saw white rocks, a two-door garage, and a nice house. Although all of those were wrong (all but the white rocks in the driveway were actually from somebody who lives two doors from me), they stuck in my mind. Anyway, after that, he sent me an image of his room. I saw a lot of clutter, a lot of mess. His desk was particularly unruly, although I couldn’t see with what. I saw his bed in the lower left-hand corner of his room, with dark covers on it. They were either dark blue plaid, where dark blue was the primary color. I knew he didn’t have a laptop, because I could see a big monitor on his desk. Well, not necessarily big, it actually looked normal sized, a more recent model (the corners were rounded), but it certainly was not a laptop screen. I saw two windows, but one was in front of his desk and one was beside it. I think he may have been mostly facing one window and his back was mostly to the other one, because I clearly saw a window in front of his face and one clearly behind his back. Anyway, I saw bunk beds, but I wasn’t sure about those, so I didn’t mention them. The bunk beds were vague, but for some reason, a white ladder was very insistent in my head, like the ladder I used to have for my bunk beds when was younger. I wasn’t sure that it was a ladder, but this white form of some height kept nagging at me, so I mentioned it and it turned out to be a stack of papers. I always saw a door to the right of the desk. Beyond that, all I saw was the general clutter. I didn’t mention everything I saw to Chris due to a basic fear of being wrong, but that’s the full recollection. He then tried to send me a single object. At first I got a basketball, then I got a big black shoe (it may have been a boot), and then some office supplies (a stapler, then paperclips-it was in a container like the one I have in my office-and then a stack of papers). There may have been some other things, but I don’t remember those.