Colby Brown

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Back to Psychic School
9/14/2021 10:32pm

Hanging out at Lake Logres Resort and Spa with the APSA kids has been super chill. Even in light of the abduction. It was probably just some kind of hazing ritual.

@Jenny Ondioline and I and a bunch of the other kids have been hanging out around the resort, and the indoor/outdoor infinity pool, or on the little mountain trails. It's beautiful this time of year, and crazy that we get to miss the first weeks of school just so we can be a part of this cool club!

Jenny O is off on one of the screening appointments, which we all have. It comes up on your phone when it's your time. My first ones were about holding shapes inside of a velvet bag with one hand and pointing to a picture of the shape with the other. I liked those because they were easy.

But now they're getting harder... like, you have to put on a leotard and then learn a dance with some fancy dance instructor and then you have to go on stage and do it for a bunch of people. Or the singing coach goes though a song with you once and then you have to perform it in front of the same people. At least it looks like there's a lot of people out there. I'm terrible at signing so it was REALLY embarrassing. Jenny O said she just pretended it was karaoke.

Back to Psychic School
9/26/2021 11:02pm

Today we became full-fledged members of the Active Psychic Students Association.

Actually, we discovered we were already members.

After passing all our screenings, we gave kind of a recital to all the APSA senior members where we performed the weird skits they had us learn. They were just everyday stuff like opening doors and walking into rooms, but each one had something kind of weird and embarrassing in it. We seemed to do a good enough job and we even got a standing ovation.

After that, we were each led to private conference rooms where we met our "sponsors." These were the senior APSA members who were paired with.

And guess what? Our sponsors were US. Future us. My sponsor was ME. Me from the future. But not me from the far future... it was me right up to this moment in time.

I don't really understand it all, but I guess the APSA has been made up of the same students for years and years. Students like me and @Jenny Ondioline and the rest. We've come to Psyhigh, join APSA, find out we're already in the APSA, and sort of become ourselves.

Needless to say, only one of us walked out of our private conference rooms.

So, now I enjoy being a member of the APSA for a few years, and then the new me will start as a freshman at Psyhigh, come to the APSA initiation, and walk through those weird plays until we meet up with ourselves at that very moment. We close some kind of loop?

Anyway, I've got one of those snazzy green jackets now. And it fits real well. Because I've been wearing it for years.

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9/29/2021 7:52pm

Wow the APSA dorms are awesome. I guess it shouldn't surprise me, but each time feels like the first.

The APSA dorms are on the 13th floor of the Blavatsky Complex. Floor to ceiling windows, open floor plan, private rooms and master baths. Potted palms, sunken couches, ultra-wide screen 9th gen immersive psy-vr. Kitchen island. Plus, access to the indoor/outdoor infinity pool and hot tub and teleportation pad on the roof.

It's great for entertaining, but we're not allowed to have any non-APSA students up.

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10/4/2021 10:15pm

Lots of students have pets on campus, but the APSA is especially proud of their cat, Mr. Bumbles.

Mr. Bumbles doesn't undergo the same time-cloning process that the APSA members do, but has been the club mascot for as long as anybody can remember. Which means he's old. Really old. And he can't see or hear very well. Which is why he's a 100% indoor cat--no telling what kind of predators are slinking around campus and the woods at night. Well, actually there IS telling what kind of those kind of predators, which is why Mr. Bumbles stays inside.

Or at least he's supposed to.

Somehow he followed me down the elevator and bolted out the front door of the Blavatsky Complex.

"Here, kittykittykittykitty! Here kitty!"

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10/8/2021 10:07pm

"Is he chipped?"

I had gone to see Ms. Nicholson, the Dean of Pets.

"Call me Jaimie."

There are a LOT of pets on campus, which is why they have their own dean. Psychic support animals, familiars, animals that are an extension of your psyche, exotic ornamentals, guard animals...

"No, he's not chipped."

"Well that's too bad, because we could track him if he was."

"I didn't know the chips could do that."

"Oh yes, they're very handy. That's why we chip all the students too."


"Nevermind. Right now, it's important to think of Mr. Bumbles as being in a liminal state. Is he alive? Is he dead? You don't know, so he's both. Alive and dead."

"I don't think that's a good perspective to have. Doesn't it have something to do with intention? If I sit around thinking he's both dead and alive, that seems like half giving up."

"No, it's what the science says. And you know it's important to follow the rules!"

It didn't seem like Jaimie was going to be much help.

"You know," she said, "those Build-yr-own Pets kits are very popular. I think they still have some at the student store."

"Thanks, I'll keep it in mind."

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Mr. Bumbles
10/14/2021 10:19pm

"So, have you found him yet?"

Elaine Ablach is always letting herself into my room. And talking to me.

"No. Dean of Pets was no help. And I've already gone hoarse walking the trails in the woods calling for him, shaking a food bag, banging on cans..."

I had gone a little hoarse.

"Maybe there's something to what the Dean said about Build-yr-own pet kits," I said. "I'm sure there's more than enough hair on our floor for a DNA sample, and maybe there's some kind of cloning add-on or extension you can buy...."

I was losing hope.

"You're losing hope," said Elaine. "And forgetting how this works. Don't let the haters bring you down! That's all they know how to do. They're only about gravity and weight and their so-called rules, man."

Elaine was kind of a rebel, come to think of it.

"I mean," she continued, "they act like they OWN science. And their science is always looking for the lowest common denominator, the bottom line, the big leveler. And do you know what that is?"

"Uh, facts?"

"No. It's death. Death is the one thing they want to make sure everybody's sure of, and they bake it into every piece of the puzzle. Every piece of the prison. Every brick in the wall! They make sure it's in the ingredients of everything we eat, and everything we read, and the chemical composition of the air we breathe. And then they make sure to tell us it's just 'how it is.'"

I actually hadn't realized how wound up Elaine was about this topic. I mean, about Mr. Bumbles, I guess.

"The cat is ALIVE," she said. "C'mon."