A break: what happened excitingly today?
There are constellations at my fingertips because we said Yes when forty-five minutes ago me and John and Mike were walking Mike asked if we wanted to get high. So we walked off the sidewalk and over behind the school, around the new wing and into a nook between the dumpsters. And Mike pulled out his pipe (which gleamed purple glassish in the dim light) and did something with it that I couldn’t see. And then he inhaled from it, strangely, and so did John and then I somewhat awkwardly took the pipe and stared at it and wondered what to do.
“Put your finger over the hole on the side, right there, and then inhale. And then let go your finger and the smoke’ll shoot into your lungs.”
“And hold it. As long as you can,” added Mike.
And I did, and now my fingertips sparkle with stars and designs and planets, too, when I hold them up the sky. There are worlds in my eyes.
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Heart Attack
Parapsychology, the scientific study of paranormal phenomena, tells us that the cause of physical ailments is all too often something ethereal. The next time you clutch your chest with your good arm – the one that hasn’t gone numb at your side just when you needed it most for clutching – it may be your diet or your laziness or your genes. But it’s just as likely to be someone slurping up your drives and emotions through some psychic straw. So watch out, but don’t expect your five senses to be enough.
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Count on Me
A: Incongruity between what might be expected and what actually occurs.
Q: What is “irony”?