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The Psychic (Another True Tale!)(Pt. One)
this may be hard to believe, but it's true. will be written in prose for my sanity's sake (too late, dummy!!)...let's begin our story.... in the 70's, as a musician, I had a band with my two cousins. the bass player and singer- of incredible talent, was Bill. the rare kind of person who lights up all the bulbs in a room when he walks in. he was also my best friend..though younger, I had him over my house every weekend. the other cousin, Charlie, the drummer- also very talented (in a 3 man band, ya all better be smokin')- but Charlie was a dark character- never really to be trusted- he lived with me and my parents, cause he was always bein' thrown out from everywhere- and the cops had him on their radar. I was the keyboard player. we did originals as well. all of this in the early 70's. after each jam/rehearsal- we'd go out to party- beer, bars, girls, etc...... well for reasons we need not deal with..after a period of some local success- we stopped playing- I threw Charlie out when I found his drugs (our agreement was no such thing!!)- and for years after, I would just jam with Bill and a revolving parade of others. for fun. in dec. 1977, I got the horrible news Bill had been killed in an auto accident- something I am yet to recover from...I had some pictures of us playing blown up into posters. Charlie ran to Ariz- he's back and forth all the time, depending on where the heat is less intense. so years later (1990) he came to town, and we had a reunion jam...and pictures were taken. when developed, Charlie, arm out, hand open, as in greeting is shown in the picture...with a clear stream of what appears to be ectoplasm streaming from Bill in the poster directly into Charlie's open hand!! wow, bizzarre! best yet to come! sometime thereafter, my girlfriend Rosie and I went to a local psychic- intrigued by what appeared to be real knowledge from elsewhere- so to test- we came back with the original picture of Charlie and the ecto...sealed in an envelope- surprisingly- she said she saw the accident, she saw twins (he was a twin)- he died with his new white shirt on (he did) and a few other tidbits that startled me and Rose. and she never opened the envelope! some weird stuff, no?
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