THERE IS NO FORK!

One night back in 1972, while I was closing up the Crane’s record store I managed on Pacific Coast Highway in Palos Verdes, California, a couple of co-workers’ friends showed up to set the stage for a psychic evening.
After letting them in and locking the front door, someone suggested that the group of five of us should attempt to levitate - which I hadn’t experienced, yet.  The solitude of the empty record store created just the right ambience and everyone was into the vibe; so our efforts were truly amazing!  We were so successful at levitating the first person with only four single fingers at the edge of their chair that we each took turns being levitated!  Male or female, heavy or light, all equally amazing feats!  After much giddy fun, I locked the back doors of the store and we all dispersed into the night. 

I decided to drop in on friends in Redondo Beach on my way home.  I arrived to partake in the continual bowls of hash, pharmaceuticals and psychedelics of the day.  At one point I shared my levitation experiences from earlier that night and not to be outdone the four of us all thought we should try our own psychic experiment.  Uri Geller was making news for bending spoons with his mind, so we all thought we’d do the same - only with a fork - we had to be different!

We set a fork on the clear resin-coated wood marine hatch-cover coffee table between the two couches we sat that faced each other, and then the four of us went to work.

In the days, weeks and months surrounding this evening, I had three artist / head / friends that would drop by and drop acid and play chess, two to a team with no talking or communicating with your partner other than psychically.  That was always a deep trip as trying to anticipate your opponents’ plans and ploys and his partners as well as trying to formulate offensive and defensive plans and ploys with your own partner under normal conditions is pretty heady, on psychedelics it was a real test of your “psychedelic ability”!   We were serious about our Psychedelic Chess and surely advanced our brain cell power while frying it at the same time - but this evenings’ psychokinesis was different, like the levitation earlier, we now all needed to work toward the same end – to bend the fork with only our mind power!

The successful result of that evening’s psychokinesis experiment is the pictured Psychic “There Is No Fork” Artifact.

Obviously since there was four of us, someone that night didn’t do his share - and the proof is in the three bent tines of the fork verses the single raised unbent tine.  Or was it somehow deliberately prevented from bending by one of us (or the cosmos) to create the mind-blowing hilarious effect our psycho kinesis experiment created?!  Or was it a cosmic comment on our joint effort?  We had no answers as we were all truly amazed – but the very strange (stranger than usual) seemed to occur when we got psychedelicized!