Fiction: One With Everything

Eight years, five months, seventeen days.

That was how long Hersh had been trying to move a glass with his mind.

He sat each day for two hours in a small room in his home. The room had been emptied of everything save for a fold-up chair and an empty glass which rested on the floor. Hersh sat in the chair and tried to make a psychokinetic connection with the glass. He had dozens of books about the subject and studied everything he could find online. He knew it was possible, and so he practiced.

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