We were working on an old lighthouse, converting it to an automated lighthouse. There was some old furniture in the lighthouse and one of the contractors who worked with me would arrange the furniture the way he wanted it arranged. We’d go back the next morning and all the furniture was back to the way it originally was again. Then one morning we arrived and there were seaweed footprints leading out of the ocean and up into the lighthouse. We learned that, years ago, the lighthouse-keeper went ashore for supplies this one day and a fisherman arrived at the lighthouse while he was gone and the lighthouse-keeper’s wife ended up running away with the fisherman. When he returned to the lighthouse and learned what happened, the lighthouse-keeper was broken-hearted and committed suicide. We think those were his footprints.

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My friend, John, liked to take LSD. He said that when he took it, he had minor telekinetic powers. So I watched him one day while he was tripping. He balanced a large, wooden, kitchen match on the lip of a tall water glass. He put his index fingers about a quarter of an inch away from each end of the match. Then, without ever touching the match, wherever he moved his fingertips, the match would follow, swiveling one way and then the other and even going nearly vertical along the side of the glass. I always wondered if that power was just in John or if anyone using LSD could develop that ability. I have also wondered how much further that ability could be developed?

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