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Sunday, December 18, 2005

Sun, 18 Dec 2005 18:28:10 GMT

Ack, I hate to be a pain, but on Xanga you have to be signed up in order to post comments, and on blogger you can make it so that you don't. So, I've moved my psi blog there. It can be found at http://hitsumeighost.blogspot.com. Sorry for any inconvenience. =/

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Sun, 18 Dec 2005 08:58:03 GMT

Yes! Yes yes yes!

I finally created a psiball again!

*dances*

Okay...now for the more professional part of the entry. I did it the same way I always did...I played around with some energy first, just letting it flow around me, then cupped my hands and put them about 4-5 inches apart. I started bringing the energy from my chest, through my arms and out my hands, a sort of molten color that I programmed to be warm. I started to lose faith, but as I did I realized that my hands were starting to get warm. I moved my hands apart a bit and back together, searching for that familiar magnetic feeling, and I felt a faint bit of it. Excited, I condensed the psiball and added onto it, making it denser and denser, and after a minute or two I checked for the magnetic feeling again, and it was definitely there. I know it's a bit pathetic, seeing as I've moved a psiwheel before (I should've definitely made an entry for that day...), but it's a good sign that I can still do it. I might start trying telekinesis (TK from now on, for future reference) again in about a week.

And with that, I'm out.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Sat, 17 Dec 2005 23:05:06 GMT

Okay, back to my recent entries. Just a thought entry for today. I'm starting to wonder if there's some block keeping me from being psionically successful, because I can't even create a psiball anymore. I can partially AP, but that's not so hard. I want to be able to actually control my psi on this plane (if you think of APing as moving your consciousness to another plane, that is). I think I might see if anybody good at scanning can give a quick look over, just so I know if there's anything there before I get into practice again.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Sat, 17 Dec 2005 23:03:04 GMT

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.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Sat, 17 Dec 2005 23:02:48 GMT

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.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Sat, 17 Dec 2005 23:01:45 GMT

Saturday, November 06, 2004

Well, to be honest, I haven’t practiced psionics since the last time that I’ve written an entry. Wow…now that I look at the dates, that’s quite awhile. School, writing, hanging out with Rob, I’ve just sort of ended up putting psionics to the side. Ugh, that’s not good. I’ll need to rework my priorities. I’m grounded, so it really oughtn’t be too big of a deal. Also, ever since Rob stopped practicing, I haven’t really brought it up, so I suppose the fact that it was never mentioned didn’t help any. Well, I did practice today, obviously. Today was the lecture on telepathy on the psipog chat, given by Sean Connelly, also known as Peebrain on the site. Anyway, it was quite the lecture. However, that’s not the focus of this journal entry. The practice that followed it is. Well, since Rob quit his practices and Jon was unavailable, I ended up having to show up early and finding a partner. It wasn’t hard, I asked who was still in need of a partner, a few people said they did, I asked the first person who answered if they would like to be my partner, and they said sure. Simple as that. Anyway, I got to know him a bit before the lecture began. He gave me a picture (it helps me with visualization) and told me a bit about himself, and then I told him a bit about my own self. We realized that we are quite alike in many ways, so it was easy picturing the other person. Then, after the instructions on telepathy and instructions on how to practice, he tried to send me the music he was listening to. I didn’t get anything though, although I did think that I felt a connection and heard faint traces of music, although that’s most likely just songs stuck in my head. My head was wandering quite a bit tonight. Anyway, after trying to send something twice, he was a bit tired, so it was my turn. I first tried to send him a strawberry. I focused very intensely on the texture, the lack of solidity, squishyness, for lack of a better word, the taste, and the look. I sent it in pulses, constantly thinking “this is a strawberry, juicy strawberry,” and thinking of the taste, the way it looked, the way it would feel, and so on. At one point I split it in my mind but the inside was fuzzy, as if with mold. There’s no way to explain it, my mind was just wandering. Wigging out on me, to be honest. I shook my head and then asked him what he got. He said that at first he felt the connection, but wasn’t getting anything from it. Then he said that he felt some confusing movement along it, but then it was gone. I took a breath, took a few sips from the cup of milk I had near me, and gave it another try. I pictured the strawberry very clearly in my mind, red with the leaf on the top, round at the top with that little tip at the bottom. I sent the words to him, sent the picture, sent the taste, sent everything I could. I pictured a bite being taken out of it so I could properly send the texture, the squishyness, and bit off the tip in my mind. Then the strawberry got very big and I had to stop. My mind had freaked out again. He told me that he had gotten a tomato. He said he’d gotten something big and red with a leaf at the top, very round. As far as I could tell, he’d gotten what I’d sent at the end. My message was very powerful at that moment, hence the growth and sudden loss of control at the end. So, as far as we know, I was successful on that try. Very good for me, considering my lack of experience.

Next he tried again. I thought I felt a faint connection but really couldn’t be sure. I didn’t get anything again. I tried to send a banana to him, and he thought it was an orange. I told him that that wasn’t right, and tried the banana again. I was picturing it almost as clearly as the strawberry, but it obviously wasn’t enough. He thought it was grapes. If the person you’re practicing with guesses wrong, it’s typically because they think that fruit/shape/ect. themselves. Anyway, he said it might be easier if we made it simpler. He said that for now on we’d just pick from a square, a triangle, or a circle, and make it one of the primary colors. I sent first, and tried to send a red square. As I was picturing this in my mind, I pictured the read and thought “SQUARE” very clearly, but couldn’t seem to get the square shape. A triangle kept coming to mind. So, I decided to just give in and send a triangle. However, when I started to try and send a triangle, I got the shape right but it started flashing different colors. Again, my mind had wigged out on me. I stopped and asked him what he got. He said he’d gotten the word “SQUARE” but saw a circle that was quite blue. I suppose I sent the word, I was thinking it very clearly, but the blue circle was his own. I guess it wasn’t such a bad practice, since both of us were quite new to it. The entire time I had all of the lights on the first floor off (I was on the computer in the office, the computer in my room cannot access the internet anymore) and at first had Pachelbel’s Canon on, but I couldn’t handle any music when I was trying to send. The song stuck in my head was hard enough to deal with. I ended up having to turn that off and pay very close attention to the computer fans, which provided good white noise. I got a bit of a headache above my eyes and at my temples when I was trying to send, but that should be expected. I was doing higher-level psionics, and am not that talented. Anyway, it’s late now, so I’m going to go to sleep. I need the rest after such a practice. I’m going to try and make an effort to practice more often.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Sat, 17 Dec 2005 23:01:14 GMT

Saturday, October 23, 2004

Sheesh, I desperately need to work on my shielding and soon. I don’t know when my empathy’s working anymore because I feel the person’s emotions, and it feels as if they’re my own. We’re on our way to a wedding, and we’re about an hour and a half late. I was quite testy with my sister and had a headache that was tight, and also felt stressed an anxious. Then we started driving and it lessened slightly. The radio was put on and my mom started dancing to a song that I didn’t even like, and the feelings went away drastically. I knew now why I had been so…disagreeable. All day I’d been feeling my mom’s emotions. To be sure, I asked if she had a headache. She said yes, I asked whether it felt like a tight headache, she said yes emphatically. I asked whether she felt anxious, stressed because we were late, she said yes. My sister was in the car as well when I asked those questions and knows I’m an empathy. She couldn’t help but laugh when I apologized next. I was ravenous and ordered a big meal from the McDonald’s we stopped at for some food just like everybody else did. We were all starving. Anyway, I started eating, and after a few bites into the burger my stomach was content. However, my mind registered that I was still very hungry, and I ate the entire meal. Now I feel fine except for my own being stuffed. Ugh, stupid empathy…I suppose in a way it’s a bit funny, but I don’t like being at the whim of everybody’s emotions, especially if that means I end up having to stuff my face full of grease for three.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Sat, 17 Dec 2005 23:00:23 GMT

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Not quite sure how practice went. I didn’t practice for very long at all, but it seemed all I could do for the moment. I first turned off all of the lights in my room except for my computer monitor, and then put in Pachelbel’s Canon with the relaxing ocean surf in the background. Then I lay down in my bed and started to relax, releasing the weight from my body, starting with my toes and working up. I really didn’t do it thoroughly at all, just sort of ran through the process. I wasn’t concentrating very well today. School has had me quite busy, and I haven’t gotten much sleep. I’ve pulled 2 all-nighters this week, and tonight, I have the feeling that there’s going to be a third. I really think I’ll be fine once I sleep some, but it’s not just that affecting my concentration. Ever since I created my first psi ball, I’ve been kind of doubtful. I keep thinking that maybe my mind is making up the feelings that I’m experiencing. I know that Rob experienced the same doubt, but I’m unaware of Jon’s feelings. He’s going to be participating in my research, so I suppose I’ll find out through his Psionic Journal. Anyway, being doubtful doesn’t do much for your confidence, which in turn kills your concentration. That seems to be the case with me. I don’t even think that it’s the fact that I doubt psionics is real. I mean, I know that it’s real and believe it with my entire mind. I think my doubt is more doubting whether I myself can do it more than whether it exists to do it in the first place. Anyway, concentrating was quite the problem, today. I sat up and leaned up against the wall, sitting on my bed and folding my legs into their normal position, then closed my eyes for a moment, trying to capture the look of the ball in my mind. It didn’t come nearly as clearly to me as it should have, but I went forward anyway. After that, I formed that ball in my abs and flowed it up through my chest, down my arms and out my hands into a sphere. It wasn’t a strong sphere in the least, and I couldn’t hold it long at all. I had trouble with the rectangle, even, which is craziness. I think that it’s harder to trust the feelings of your body when you’re tired. I suppose I should be sleeping more, but I’m such a procrastinator when it comes to homework. I use the afternoon and evenings for accomplishing life things, and then the night for homework. If my studies are going to be effective, I need to work on my sleeping pattern. However, I think this is proof that your mind is really controlling psi. At least, it seems like proof in my mind. I mean, if it were simply an illusion of the mind, you’d think it would be stronger when the mind is weaker, because you don’t think as logically. The mind’s wall between reality and illusions is much thinner when you are tired. I mean, an illusion is nothing more than a dream that takes place when you are still awake. And when you’re tired, you slip between dreams and reality, being asleep or being awake.

Anyway, I practiced from 21:32-21:45. That’s a very, very short practice session. I made no progress whatsoever, and I had had intentions on working on my bubble. I tried it, but didn’t even make it a minute before giving up. I was not feeling the energy today, my mind was in no condition to be practicing. I need to rest up.

Ah, but before I go to sleep, some things to write. I’m already sort of accomplished with empathy, and that sort of connects with telepathy. Well, Rob and I were thinking (he’s actually the one who came up with the idea) about how some people just think that psionics is nothing more than making a mountain out of molehills, making up psionics when things are nothing more than coincidences. Obviously Rob and I disagree with this philosophy, but some people simply excuse strange happenings for coincidences when it’s possible that there is evidence of something else being at work. In that case, the other thing believed to be at work is psi. And if we believe in psi and controlling psi, psionics, then there’s no reason for us not to keep our minds open about other things, no reason to simply excuse strange happenings away as coincidences when there’s evidence that it could possibly be something else. Well, Rob and I often think the same thing and say the same thing at the exact same time. I mean, a few times is surely nothing but a coincidence. But the more both of us find out about psionics, the more both of us understand it and get to know each other, the more often it happens. I know that it’s possible that it’s simply a coincidence, probable, in fact. However, it’s also possible that there’s a link between us, like a telepathic one. If I can be accomplished at empathy without trying, without being able to control it, then I see no reason why it cannot be the same way with telepathy, especially when the two are so closely related. We’ve both decided to simply keep an open mind about things, to put away the possibility for the moment, but certainly not to dismiss it. It certainly does seem like an interesting idea, to say the least. And if this is an accidental telepathic link between us, one that neither of us is yet skilled enough to sever, then that’s one more motivator for me to master the shield. Add that to the list with empathy. Stupid algebra two class…anyway, I’m going to go finish my homework now, that way I might get some sleep tonight. I must rest if I’m ever to accomplish the shield.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Sat, 17 Dec 2005 22:59:47 GMT

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Psionics. A very interesting concept that I’ve always wondered about. But finally, after what I’ve done tonight, psionics has moved from the realm of television and video games into the realm of reality. I’ve been reading up on psionics for about a week now, and have looked over the handbook. The Psion’s Handbook: Overview of Psionics. Hah, www.psipog.net is a very helpful site indeed.

Anyway, after studying for a bit, I decided that I was as ready as I’d every be to actually practice. I turned off the light (it was starting to get dark and it was cloudy out), and since I couldn’t keep my mind from wandering when I was in silence, I put on Pachelbel’s Canon with the sound of waves in the background. It helped me to relax, and after about five minutes on just emptying my mind as best as I could, breathing deep and trying to take away any anxiety about how the exercise would turn out, I decided that it was time to actually begin. I pooled the psi in my abs first. You’re supposed to visualize a ball of psi, something that would look like a blue ball of electricity in your mind, most likely. I tried to picture it how they suggested, but it wouldn’t work for me, for some reason. I just couldn’t visualize it. So instead, I pictured this sort of golden, orangish, yellowish ball of almost liquid energy. I felt this low burning type of feeling in my abs, and this tiny tingle. I was so excited that I had gotten it. After that, I moved onto a psi ball. I pictured the ball in my abs and then visualized channeling the energy up my chest, down my arms, and out of my hands. I visualized the ball in my abs continuing to pull energy, keeping the flow of psi through my body going. From there, I channeled the energy from the ball up my chest, splitting it so that it went down both of my arms, and to my hands. I could feel the energy in my hands, although I couldn’t feel it through my chest. I think I felt a bit of weight in my arms, but that was it as far as that went. Anyway, I visualized the psi coming out of the center of both of my palms, meeting in the middle and building up, forming a ball there. I kept thinking of that ball getting bigger until it was as big as the circle created by my hands, and then the energy continuing to come, making the sphere more dense. And then, out of nowhere, my hands suddenly were weighted. I moved my hands farther apart and then closer together an inch, and the feeling was so weird. It was like I had magnets on both of my hands, the same polarity facing outward on both sides. That’s really the best that I can describe it. I sort of freaked out and pulled my hands apart. But I had made my first psi ball. Oh, and my hands got warm. It was so weird, but so cool. There was a feeling of rightness, as if I my body had always known it could do it, and finally was able to. Like the first time you swim on your own, your body’s always known it was capable, but it’s the first time you’ve accomplished it. There was also this feeling of familiarity. I used to try and create energy balls in my hand when I was younger, I had always had a very vivid mind and wanted to do what I had read about, and I think I may have half accomplished something, because the feeling of weight in my hands, even the feeling of the polarity, was familiar. Anyway, I talked to Jon later and told him about it. He gave it a try and made a psi ball, but imagined it as red and orange and burnt himself. Like, his hands actually felt as though they had been burnt. Well, after some advice from me to visualize cooler than colors, avoiding red if possible, he got the psi ball down, and then he took it further and stretched it out into a sort of rope between his hands. He told me this and, naturally, I had to try it myself. I did it with ease. All I did was pull my hands apart, thinking of the psi ball like taffy, stretching out as I pulled my hands away, forming a slack sort of rope. I then changed the rope back into a sphere, and then pulled my hands apart again. This time, however, I gave it edges and created a very, very solid rectangle between my hands. I think that when I link the energy coming from both hands together and create my rectangle, it’s my strongest shape. It’s odd…I don’t know why, but that’s just how it works.

I introduced Rob to psionics as well. He pooled the energy in his abs and felt the tingling, and also did something wild. His hands were freezing and I jokingly told him to create a warm psi ball then. He said he couldn’t, he was new, but he gave something a try anyway-he cupped his hands and focused, and there was this flicker and his hand felt like it had been burnt. I haven’t a clue just what he did or how…but the fact that he actually saw something is phenomenal. Anyway, on November 6, there’s a lecture/practice session on telepathy. You need to come with a partner, though. I’m going to pair up with either Jon or Rob, depending on who actually shows and who’s more capable at the time. I made a tremendous amount of progress last night, and I’m already decent at empathy…that gives me 17 days to get ready. By then, even though it would have to be by some amazing, impossible feat and with crazy amounts of practice, I may be able to ping people. Hah, I can only hope and work like crazy. If anything, I’m steps closer to forming a shield so that I can finally block out everybody else’s feelings.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Sat, 17 Dec 2005 22:58:30 GMT

Well, I've decided to make a public arena for my psionic journals to be placed. I haven't written many, but I'll post the ones I've done in the past and then keep up with it in the future. Feel free to leave comments or concerns behind. ^_^