A ghost could step on your toe and you would never know it. But if you are one of those odd folks who are on the sensitive side of life, you could get an inkling of prickling hair. Then again, if your middle eye is focused toward the hallelujah jitters, with any kind of luck, you gaze right into the bewilderment of the other-side. Sure I’m talking about seeing through the sinking hole of whatever was interposed there. Chagrined, I become effervescent.