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Into the Mystical and Inexplicable World of Dowsing

““Wormholes. Punctures in time. Overlaps,” he says. They’re everywhere. Sometimes they’re in the sky; other times they’re in the bushes. Sometimes they’re closed; other times they’re open. And when they’re open, well, you can pass through them. Not to the spirit world. No, they’re only manifestations of this realm. But to other times.

“If you carry your .357 and you go back in time, you’re the boss. If you go forward in time, it ain’t shit,” he says, smiling, because: “ray guns.”

He knew a guy who walked through a few portals in New Mexico and Arizona. He always went back in time, and he always carried.

“What?” I ask.

“A pistol. That’s all I know.”

But he’s dead now, Bull says. He died on this side.

“When I dowse a property and they have kids and the portal’s down close to the ground, I ask them if they want me to zip it closed. And yeah,” he says, “I can do that.”

The long table between us suddenly feels short. I look at him, speechless.

“Yeah.” He takes a bite of pizza. “There are wormholes.”

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