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We thought it ironic that we were about to attempt to do psychically precisely what Joseph had been sent to prison for attempting with TV satellite technology. Our experiment would be a "consciousness bridge," in which a remote viewer in Moscow  Djuna  would try to describe and experience what our colleague was simultaneously experiencing at an unknown location in San Francisco. Although remote viewing is, of course, not always 100 percent reliable, we were confident we could carry out a successful demonstration.
We hadn't told Djuna exactly what we had in mind, and it was only after the video lights began focusing on her favorite chair that she finally realized we expected her to do the viewing. Until then she had thought that we were the psychics, not her, and she didn't want to jeopardize her comfortable position with the Academy by getting involved with a crazy-sounding American experiment.
Elisabeth gradually worked her charm on Djuna, telling her that we knew she had never done anything like this before, and that we would take full responsibility for the experiment if it failed. If she would just follow Elisabeth's step-by-step instructions, everything would be all right. (We reassure all our viewers in this same way.) We told Djuna that our distant American colleague, whose photo she would be shown, had previously selected six interesting locations within San Francisco. In two hours, he would be walking around one of those locations. We would like Djuna to describe that place to us and tell us what it felt like to her. We also told her that the specific target location had not yet been selected; in fact, our research partner was still asleep. When he awakened, he would throw a die on the floor of his room and use that number to determine which one of six places would be his destination. Those of us in Moscow had no prior knowledge of his six possible target locations, although we carried with us six numbered, sealed envelopes containing photographs of each site.
Djuna finally realized that we were asking her to cast her attention ten thousand miles to the west, and two hours into the future, and then tell the awaiting video cameras what she saw. "Who needs this?" she complained. But in the end we prevailed, and Djuna settled into her chair to await further instructions.

 
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