27.12.2006
Twentyone
XXl
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Jon Jonsson is overwhelmed by his powers of telepathy. He´s lying in his bed, like said previously as he follows the journey of the three friends, with closed eyes. Tightly he presses with all fingers on definite spots on his temples; nervsense-massage the Beings had called it.
The Selected had all been taught about the curability of that kind of therapy, but just a few had been given a chance to adapt the art of controlling their own bodies with the nervous system.
Selected people had been in every civilised society, but in spite of their immeasurable positive influence on their fellow citizens it has usually been in vain when those societies collapsed.
-Because just as we have told you many other parties want to have influence on Earth.
But in old China our progress was so great delivering our knowledge to the Selected and from them onward to the public, that today that knowledge is still quite common, in spite of the collapsing of their great empire.
Because of this common result we believed for a long time that the Chinese would become a real super-power governing the Earth, but in our latest previses we´ve seen that the Selected will yet again go astray from the notion.
According to our prediction the new world-leaders will be your own countrymen; the peaceful and armless Icelanders will lead the peaceful revolution on Earth.
Selected Icelanders will become outposts of Peace 2000 around the world, amongst them yourself and Astthor Magnusson.
An elysium will prevail on Earth, a place where co-operation will overcome dissension.
Jon Jonsson realises that this super-natural knowledge will give him endless ability to gain immeasurable power.
A true Icelander surely isn´t any Chinese, who´s used to obeying directions from some authority.
For the purpose of developing his abilities he´s been doing some experiments inside and outside; e.g. he´s many a times played a trick on his parents.
In his first year he´d limited himself on sudden appearances to
his parents here and there inside the house, in places where he wasn´t supposed to be.
He´d often appeared by his parents´ bed, when his father and
namesake had been making love on his mother, who apparently wasn´t enjoying the game.
He did always see to it that only his mother would become aware of him observing their love-making, but disappeared as soon as the face of wonder and fright came over his mother the victim and his father asked with a hasty voice what the hell was wrong with her.
Jon senior sensed how stiff she became all of a sudden, thus restraining his enjoyment in her vagina.
But of course he wasn´t ever able to see his son behind them, in spite of her affirmination that their son was observing them.
Purposedly to show her that she´d been disillutionating he dragged her naked over to the alleged culprit´s room, where he seemed to be snoring in a sleep of an innocent boy.
To Jon´s satisfaction his soul-trips put an end to his father´s love-making before long.
Jon is becoming very competent and starts sending his spirit outside of his own home.
He enjoys startling people either on the streets or in the
various stores in Keflavik, when his image appears suddenly between people.
The villagers have begun to avoid meeting him, whether he appears in person or image.
Now-a-days he´d probably be called a pervert amongst the
teenagers.
The image seems so real, that for a long time no-one got
suspicious noticing that it´s only made of air, until once when he sent his image into the store of Nonni&Bubbi by Hringbraut (ring-avenue) to check whether his favourite chocolate-biscuit from the Fron-factory had returned to the shelf.
It was almost six o´clock on a Friday afternoon and a line
of customers reached from the counter and along the shelves where the biscuits and crackers were stored in some variability.
Suddenly Jon was in between the shelves and the cue of people, without anyone giving his sudden appearance special attention, until he loses his concentration for a short moment and his eyes wander up on the wall in front of him where he´d put up
a new photo he´d recently obtained.
It was a black and white photo of an exceptionallly fat woman on her underwear.
The sight has the sudden effect that the holograph of himself changes into the holograph of this mega-fat broad, who´s so tremendous and spacious that parts of her disappear into the people next to her.
-A ghost! Sigga who´s married to Diddi at Soltun (Sunfieldroad) screams and flees out of the store leaving her cart full of goods she´d intended to buy for the weekend.
In a short while every client´s fled in her footsteps, except a little girl who´s aiming to get her weekend´s candy in spite of
anything.
She just stands stilll and stares innocently at this tremendous
black and white holograph of the fat lady who´s checking on the
chocolate-crackers from Fron (Iceland).
-Why are you just wearing panties, Mrs? Aren´t you feeling cold? Asks the little girl like there isn´t anything more obvious to ask this tremendously fat woman.
The hearing of these words startles Jon who´s lying comfortably in his bed and hadn´t suspected anything or the alteration that has been made on his holograph.
When he casts an eye down and notices the enormous body of the holograph he exploits in an uncontollable fit of laughter.
The fat lady who´s checking on the crackers resolves before the eyes of the curious girl, who starts to cry when the woman disappears so suddenly without even noticing her and she runs out of the store crying:
-MAMMA!!!!!
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Jon enjoyed reading an article in the local newspaper Sudurnesja- tídindi next Thursday, where there was a covering of the alleged devilry in Nonni&Bubbi.
According to a number of witnesses, who were supposed to have seen the ghost, it was tremendous, grey, rotten and male, but the mother of the girl who´d seen it best informed the press that her daughter had told her that the lady had only been wearing her panties.