Psionic Screen Writer
Japan. 2015. August.
During a time in which I felt my kinetic powers dwindling; So I called up my wind spirit. I asked him to help me recharge my kinetic powers. In response we had a rather large typhoon manifest. As the tail of the typhoon hit our prefecture I experienced flashes of brilliant images in my minds eye even with my eyes awake. Every whipping of the storms currents transformed the magick in my cells.
Sometimes when we ask spirits for a thing, that something or service may take on forms we did not expect or even imagine anticipating. Never the less, the spirits have answered.
To continue my story, I found myself reaching for my obsidian crystal ball. I filled the energy blasting into me to be absorbed into the obsidian substance. That same ball of obsidian later became the heart of the Klytus machine—the same machine that hurled lighting at the heels of political party gatherings, sending scores of morons back into their collective tents. The same element which showed me to toggle on the onscreen keyboard across multiple hand held devices without touching a single one.
My secrets? All of them? The place to start is: Psionics Academy 101 >>
Keep The Magick High!
Herr Doktor V.
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