Unlike, say, Exorcists, hypnotists are for real. There’s no way the charlatan mesmeriser can put so many pre-planned plants on the stage. Like the bodysnatchers of old they’d run out of bodies. Ergo(es my reason for living), hypnotism must be a genuine article. That being the suitcase, this means we can all be mind benders, if we put our mind to it.
All walks. It has to be said that if there was an upsurge in the hypnotist community a roguish element would take foot and mouth and hand and Adam’s apple. These non-Marquess of Queensbury rules hypnotists would indulge in all manner of crimes: robbery, humiliation, blog post manipulation. The world would be their Facebook. Luckily, the gift of hypnotism is limited to a
less few humanoids.
Instant Kaa ma
I’ve tried and tried to hypnotise without success. My human hypnotees, in pity, shake their heads at me as I fail to make them recite a Loony Limerick. In desperation, I turn to inanimate objects and will the clock (i.e. hypnotise the clock, not the clock is called Will) to go an hour forward. I stare at the face of the time machine. Look me in the eyes. Right in the eyes. Come closer. Closer still..
2 thoughts on “These aren’t the Droids you’re looking for”
This is not the chariot you’re looking for, Obi-wan – do you really call that music? 😒
Good spot, Bearsy, a wee subliminal Jedi mind trick didn’t fool ya! It isn’t a good idea to quote Star Wars in blog titles. A Google search would put this page well down the list of fastest Kessel Runs results. I Shan’t beat Han Solo’s record.
Agreed, not the greatest QOTSA track (fitted with the title so it got honoured with an upload), there are better out there…Go With The Flow. Unsubliminally speaking.