she burned her hand and it healed much faster than usual. The one Daddy uses has a light in it so you can read and there is one with a board in it for your chest, too.
I like it because it makes you tingly and warm and that is when it is time to come out. Like when I cut my finger with the BB gun, Daddy put the shooter on it and said wait until it starts to tingle and then take it off. The tingling meant it was alive and moving.
I used the funnel on my hand when I pushed my hand through the washing-machine wringer, too. I was helping Mummy put laundry through the wringer and for a long time I just stared at the clothes going in between the two white wringers and coming out on the other side, all smooth and flat.
So I watched the wet lumpy clothes go in one side and smooth out the other and then all of a sudden I just put my hand up after a pillowcase and it started to go, through the wringer. Mummy screamed when she saw my fingers come out the other side and before my hand got all the way through she reached up and hit the release bar and the rollers came apart. She took my hand in hers and we went out onto the porch, where Daddy was reading. ‘Why did you do it?’ they asked. I said I didn’t know. Daddy got kind of mad, but he just went and got the Orgone funnel and put it over my hand. In a few minutes it started tingling and feeling better.
Daddy always said staring is a sign of sickness.
When we got to the lab I told Toreano to go out and get the troops ready. He rode off and I got the key out of the hiding place and opened the lab.
As soon as I opened the door, the cool, dry chemical smell rushed outside. It was cooler inside and behind the chemical smell was the headachy smell of Oranur. The lab hadn’t changed hardly at all since Oranur because it still had a high charge and couldn’t be used. No one had used it for nearly four years. Most of the scientific stuff had been moved to the observatory, so all that was left were a few tables and chairs and cabinets and empty jars and boxes and the smell. Standing near the door were several accumulators that were sent back by people who were afraid to use them because of the FDA. The FDA made people afraid.
It was very quiet and there were no cars coming so I poked around in the little back rooms. Paint was peeling off the hot-water heater in the bathroom and the floor creaked. The next room was where there were lots of samples of rocks and wood that were decayed by DOR. Almost all the shelves had old samples in jars and rocks with faded pieces of paper with dates and places. Up on one shelf were bottles of stuff and one of them had a yellowish puffy mass of stuff floating in clear liquid.
Once, when there were people here, a lady came in this room with me and showed me the bottle. She said it was a tumour and then she unbuttoned her blouse. Her skin was pretty, with soft yellow light from the window coming through the cloth onto her soft breast, making it look soft and the nipple all dark, and then she lifted the other side of her blouse, where there werelots of Band-aids where the other breast was supposed to be. She said it was the tumour in the jar and I tried to be serious but I was scared.
Beep! Beep!
Tom had stopped the pickup in front of the lab and was leaning out of the window. I ran outside.
‘Hi, Tom.’
‘Hi, Pete. I seen the lab door was open and wondered if that was you.’
He sat back as I ran up to the window. His hand shook on the gear-shift. ‘What you doin’ down here all by yourself?’
‘Tom, some agents came just before and then they went away. Daddy said you’re supposed to go right up to the observatory.’
Tom looked up the road and started to shift into first. Then he turned and looked back at me.
‘What about you? Are you stayin’ here?’
‘Yes. Bill is supposed to come too and I have to tell him to go up to the hill too. And then if the agents come back, I’m supposed to stop them here and call on the
I like it because it makes you tingly and warm and that is when it is time to come out. Like when I cut my finger with the BB gun, Daddy put the shooter on it and said wait until it starts to tingle and then take it off. The tingling meant it was alive and moving.
I used the funnel on my hand when I pushed my hand through the washing-machine wringer, too. I was helping Mummy put laundry through the wringer and for a long time I just stared at the clothes going in between the two white wringers and coming out on the other side, all smooth and flat.
So I watched the wet lumpy clothes go in one side and smooth out the other and then all of a sudden I just put my hand up after a pillowcase and it started to go, through the wringer. Mummy screamed when she saw my fingers come out the other side and before my hand got all the way through she reached up and hit the release bar and the rollers came apart. She took my hand in hers and we went out onto the porch, where Daddy was reading. ‘Why did you do it?’ they asked. I said I didn’t know. Daddy got kind of mad, but he just went and got the Orgone funnel and put it over my hand. In a few minutes it started tingling and feeling better.
Daddy always said staring is a sign of sickness.
When we got to the lab I told Toreano to go out and get the troops ready. He rode off and I got the key out of the hiding place and opened the lab.
As soon as I opened the door, the cool, dry chemical smell rushed outside. It was cooler inside and behind the chemical smell was the headachy smell of Oranur. The lab hadn’t changed hardly at all since Oranur because it still had a high charge and couldn’t be used. No one had used it for nearly four years. Most of the scientific stuff had been moved to the observatory, so all that was left were a few tables and chairs and cabinets and empty jars and boxes and the smell. Standing near the door were several accumulators that were sent back by people who were afraid to use them because of the FDA. The FDA made people afraid.
It was very quiet and there were no cars coming so I poked around in the little back rooms. Paint was peeling off the hot-water heater in the bathroom and the floor creaked. The next room was where there were lots of samples of rocks and wood that were decayed by DOR. Almost all the shelves had old samples in jars and rocks with faded pieces of paper with dates and places. Up on one shelf were bottles of stuff and one of them had a yellowish puffy mass of stuff floating in clear liquid.
Once, when there were people here, a lady came in this room with me and showed me the bottle. She said it was a tumour and then she unbuttoned her blouse. Her skin was pretty, with soft yellow light from the window coming through the cloth onto her soft breast, making it look soft and the nipple all dark, and then she lifted the other side of her blouse, where there werelots of Band-aids where the other breast was supposed to be. She said it was the tumour in the jar and I tried to be serious but I was scared.
Beep! Beep!
Tom had stopped the pickup in front of the lab and was leaning out of the window. I ran outside.
‘Hi, Tom.’
‘Hi, Pete. I seen the lab door was open and wondered if that was you.’
He sat back as I ran up to the window. His hand shook on the gear-shift. ‘What you doin’ down here all by yourself?’
‘Tom, some agents came just before and then they went away. Daddy said you’re supposed to go right up to the observatory.’
Tom looked up the road and started to shift into first. Then he turned and looked back at me.
‘What about you? Are you stayin’ here?’
‘Yes. Bill is supposed to come too and I have to tell him to go up to the hill too. And then if the agents come back, I’m supposed to stop them here and call on the
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