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Demetrios’ Great Uncle Panagiotis, while he was in America, once went to a psychic, a large, black woman, who, promising to tell him the future, went into a trance.
“What do you see?” he asked.
“I see a woman.”
“Tell me about her.”
So the psychic described the woman in great detail.
“Now what do you see?” asked Uncle Panagiotis, after a while.
“I see a man.”
“Describe him.”
So she did, in great detail.
“Now what do you see?” asked Uncle Panagiotis, after another while.
“I see a baby.”
“What about the baby?”
“I don’t know. I can’t see it very clearly.”
“Well, then,” said Uncle Panagiotis, “how much do I owe you?”
So she told him and he paid her.
Then he said, “Now let me tell you what you have done. I was visualizing my mother, and you described her very accurately. Then I was visualizing my father, and you described him very accurately. Then I was visualizing my brother who died at birth. I never knew him, so I couldn’t picture him very well at all, and neither could you. In short, you have done nothing but read my mind; you cannot see the future at all!” She agreed and he left.
(Wait, wait a sec, Uncle Panagiotis! She could “only” read your mind?)
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Uncle Panagiotis and the Psychic
Posted by Anastasia Theodoridis at 3:34 AM
Labels: family, Other Faiths
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