Penetration:The Question of Extraterrestrial and Human Telepathy
Ingo Swann
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She had volumes of gorgeous black hair, and her eyes were covered by purple sunglasses. She was absolutely awesome.
I thought: "Good Heavens!!!" She was rummaging through the artichokes, and I wanted some, too. So I worked my way covertly and nonchalantly into her proximity so I could closer appreciate her near-naked breasts, To make this look natural, with my eyes barely on them, I fumbled some selected artichokes into a bag.
And then! For absolutely no reason at all I experienced an electrifying wave of goosebumps throughout my whole body.
The hair on my arms practically stood at attention, and the hair on my neck definitely did.
Without rime or reason or forethinking or anything at all I suddenly "knew" she was an alien, an extraterrestrial.
My throat went dry. My hand's started shaking. And so I decided to back off and start examining the oranges and grapefruits for the fruit aspic Conrad and I were going to try to achieve-To get to the oranges, I had to turn - and then! Way down the line-up of vegetable cases I recognized, of ALL astounding and possible things, ONE OP THE TWINS! HE was watching the woman.
HE saw that I saw him, and there immediately arose in my mind an image of a white card: Please do not speak, and please act normal.
Trying to gather my surprised wits, by now somewhat shattered, the silliest thought then occurred to me.
Well, if one of the twins is HERE, of all places, then the other one must be, too.
And sure enough, the other twin was at the opposite end of the vegetable line-up - and he was watching the woman, too.
This time, both the twins were DRESSED IN BLACK! Not the infamous black suits worn by those who are said to warn those who have seen UFOs not to talk about them.
Here were black jeans, black boots, and black tank-tops, looking like macho hoodlums of the L.A. variety.
At this point, I realized that I was somewhere I should not be, and I made a hasty and strategic retreat to the bread section on the other side of the store.
By the time I reached the bread section, a considerable wave of TERROR had begun to make itself felt, Something here now needs to be clarified.