New Day #192

When I asked Nicholas Kessler, one of the lunatics from the Liberators, if he would teach me to eat fire, he replied, “Sure. We’ll start with rubbing alcohol instead of gas.”

I see. Because I’ll be so much less nervous swallowing rubbing alcohol.

I needn’t have worried, because Nicholas taught me Crazy Richard’s Prayer of the Juggler:

God of jugglers,
Goddess of freaks,
Please hear me speak.
Please grant me my one desire
Don’t let me catch on fire.

And I didn’t, due to Nicholas's careful and thoughtful instruction. As with many of the experiences I’ve had this year, I’ve learned that one of the keys to overcoming a fear is simply having the right information.




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