tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2325163381685230592.post2768158324366035195..comments2013-06-16T05:13:03.964-07:00Comments on THE MYSTICISM OF LIFE: A Brush with A PsychicPHILOSOPHERKIMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04694585710965062964noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2325163381685230592.post-48952554343947694322010-07-12T03:12:14.775-07:002010-07-12T03:12:14.775-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.greatmindshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09266745403937010604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2325163381685230592.post-525441070962588202010-01-04T23:28:28.223-08:002010-01-04T23:28:28.223-08:00When I was 17, my friend Dawn and I went to a psyc...When I was 17, my friend Dawn and I went to a psychic. She gazed at our hands one by one. Dawn went first. I noticed that when the psychic was asking her questions, she would judge Dawn's reactions. Dawn oohed and ahaed every time the psychic was right and at the end, Dawn was convinced that she was the best psychic in the world. Then it was my turn. The psychic asked me questions. I said, "You're the psychic. You tell me." Then she would tell me something and look at me to see if she got it right. I stared at the psychic with a blank expression on my face. This went on for a while until she, fed up with me, gave me back my money and asked me to leave. Her reason being that I must also be a psychic and was just wasting her time. Most psychics use parlor tricks. Beware.Angelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16239997947491580753noreply@blogger.com