Student Yoga Emerges From Maze, Still Unhypnotized

"Napoleon did it, Hal Wolff does it, and I can do it," came the voice of Don S.Friedkin '42, student swami, out of the black depths of his darkened room where he sat utilizing a crystal ball.

A mystic of recent ascent, Friedkin follows the Floating Power theory of crystal-balling, sitting on eight cushions placed on top of an easy chair in order to shield himself from mundane vibrations. The pillows put his chin about on the level of the top of a bookcase, and there, resting on a piece of black velvet, sits the instrument itself.

The principle of the thing is, it seems, not to see into the future but to induce self-hypnosis. A quarter of an hour of self-hypnosis is worth eight hours of sleep from a mental point of view according to the youthful yoga.

Friedkin emerged from contemplation of his ball for long enough to explain that he'd been looking at it for four days and hadn't hypnotized himself yet. "Still, I've rested my eyes a lot," he claimed.