Journey to the Sacred: There Is No Return

When I was 20, I had a job as a host in a restaurant and at the front counter, where I would greet customers was a gumball machine that was free for the kids, basically, and during a slow period, one of the assistant managers came up to my area and twisted the crank. As I heard the gumball drop (I was looking toward the door, and the gumball machine was to my right), I said, "blue," and it was blue. The assistant manager said, "Do that again," and he gave it a crank, and I said, "red," and it was red. Now he is getting excited, and he says, in a serious-but-joking way, "Do that again and you're fired!" So, playing along, I said, "Well, I don't want to be fired, so I won't say green," and it was green. Now he is freaking out, and I am in an excited, playful state too, and he says, "One more time and you're outta here!" Playing along again, I said, "Ok, I really enjoy my job, so I'm not going to say blue," and it was blue! He then left in a frenzy and told the other manager what just happened, while I just laughed it off. My feelings about it, though, are that maybe I was somehow seeing what he saw, or that telepathy is perceptual in some form, but not from your first-person experience but that of another person, which is just as strange as the latter but a possibility and more similar to remote viewing. Although there have been double blind experiments too where no one has seen the target.