1901
Hocus Pocus and That Sort of Thing
I saw a Hindoo out in the open street take three good sized balls, larger and heavier than hens' eggs, and commence tossing them up in the air, catching them as they returned. Soon his hands were motionless, but the balls kept ascending and, so far as I know, are ascending still. They did not return. Were they dematerialized by some invisible psychic power? Such is my opinion.
During my stay in Madras there came down from a mountain a genuine psychic and seer. He was truly a venerable mystic. In a bungalow on a bright sunshiny day, 8 o'clock p.m., a dozen present, this old yogi burned incense, repeated some mantras and said in substance, "Now I can move any object in this room by my will." Reflecting a few moments, I said, "Command those peacock plumes up there to come to you." Focusing his thought, his will, upon them, they leaped at his bidding from the case and, sailing around the room, fell at his feet. Other objects were moved in a similar manner. This was genuine white magic. — Humanitarian.
—The Portsmouth Herald, Portsmouth, New Hampshire, January 31, 1901, page 2.
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Tuesday, April 17, 2007
The Wonderful Yogis
1901
Dr. Peebles tells some tall, strong stories of wonderful yogis in The Humanitarian. One of these yogis came one day to surprise Peebles. He did. The yogi said he could hypnotize an inanimate object. "Make the book lying on that stand move," said the incredulous western man. "Pointing his long, bony finger to it, he exclaimed: 'Come! Come!' The stand trembled; the book fell upon the floor and slid to his feet."
"While in Madjura," the good doctor goes on, "I spent considerable time in casting out demons — that is, in demagnetizing and dispossessing those hypnotically influenced by the ignorant, demoniac denizens of the invisible regions, known, among other names, as pitris, bhutas, manes, pissellas, demons, devas, etc. Certain eminent physicians conclude that the majority of the insane are in some way the subject of hypnotism, of obsessing demons."
The yogis are queer ducks. If you want to be one, you get into a quiet place and fix the thought on the point of the nose ten minutes, then on the bridge of the nose ten minutes. Then close the ears with the middle fingers, pronouncing audibly 12,000 times the sacred syllable "om," or put the left ankle on the right side of the chest, and vice versa, so you look like a cow's mouth, and say "om" 144,000 times. Amusing to try it sometime.
—The Portsmouth Herald, Portsmouth, New Hampshire, January 31, 1901, page 2.
Dr. Peebles tells some tall, strong stories of wonderful yogis in The Humanitarian. One of these yogis came one day to surprise Peebles. He did. The yogi said he could hypnotize an inanimate object. "Make the book lying on that stand move," said the incredulous western man. "Pointing his long, bony finger to it, he exclaimed: 'Come! Come!' The stand trembled; the book fell upon the floor and slid to his feet."
"While in Madjura," the good doctor goes on, "I spent considerable time in casting out demons — that is, in demagnetizing and dispossessing those hypnotically influenced by the ignorant, demoniac denizens of the invisible regions, known, among other names, as pitris, bhutas, manes, pissellas, demons, devas, etc. Certain eminent physicians conclude that the majority of the insane are in some way the subject of hypnotism, of obsessing demons."
The yogis are queer ducks. If you want to be one, you get into a quiet place and fix the thought on the point of the nose ten minutes, then on the bridge of the nose ten minutes. Then close the ears with the middle fingers, pronouncing audibly 12,000 times the sacred syllable "om," or put the left ankle on the right side of the chest, and vice versa, so you look like a cow's mouth, and say "om" 144,000 times. Amusing to try it sometime.
—The Portsmouth Herald, Portsmouth, New Hampshire, January 31, 1901, page 2.
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