CAPITULO V. CONCLUSIONES GENERALES
5.2. Aprendizajes para un futuro estudio diagnóstico …
BIO
Aaron Enyeart (AKA Oyama) ; Beaverton, Oregon
I am 33 years old. I am a Loss Prevention Manager (I catch shoplifters and employees stealing from a retail store). I love to do Mentalism with a pack of cards.
20. PATH OF A SHERPA
PRESENTATION
As I placed my cards back into the box and tossed them onto the table, I reached over and took a sip of my White Russian.
Just at that moment I looked up and noticed a young lady sitting across the room. She had dark flowing hair and wore a shawl around her shoulders. She too, was drinking a White Russian. At that moment I could not help but feel a connection between her and I. Not sure if the rum was playing tricks on my mind or not, I decided to see if this connection was real.
I reached over, picked up my cards and stood up from my chair. My drink in one hand, the cards in another, I slowly walked toward this lady. I was about halfway to her when she looked in my direction and made eye contact with me. Once again, the connection was strong.
I approached the lady and asked if I could have a moment of her time. She smiled politely at me, as if she knew me from another time and place.
I sat down in a chair and placed my cards on the table along with my drink. I explained to the lady that I felt this strong connection with her from across the room and wanted to find out if this connection was real or not.
I asked her to please remove the cards from the box and to mix them up. I said that I wanted to write the name of my favorite card down on the napkin, but as I had been performing earlier that night, I wasn’t sure all the cards were accounted for. I politely asked her to spread the cards from hand to hand, with the faces toward me, so that I could verify that my card was truly in the deck.
Once I was satisfied that my card was accounted for, I had her place the cards on the table. I then wrote on the napkin “10 of Diamonds”, and let her see it. I told her that I wanted her to cut the cards wherever she would like, in order for her to find a card of her own. By way of demonstration, I cut a small portion of cards off the top of the pack and flipped them face up onto the pack. I then
explained to her that I would turn my back and I would like her to cut the cards herself this time, in a different place. She was to remember the card she cut to and replace the cards back onto the deck.
Once she completed this simple task, I turned around to face her.
I asked her to give the cards a mix and then to place them on the table. As I reached down to pick up my drink, our eyes locked.
This connection seemed to be getting stronger by the minute.
I explained to her that the card she cut to was now lost somewhere in the deck. As well, my favorite card, the one that I wrote on the napkin, was also now hopelessly lost somewhere in the deck.
As I continued to sip on my drink, I had her deal the cards, one at a time, face up into one pile. I told her that once she dealt her card face up, she was to place it off to the side and deal the next card face down on top of her card, just leaving enough of her card exposed so that we could still see what it was.
As she came to the “3 of Hearts,” she stopped. She removed this card from the face up pile and placed it off to the side. She then removed the next face down card and placed it face down on top of her “3 of Hearts.”
She then continued to deal the remaining cards face up until there were no more cards to deal. I placed my now empty glass on the table and looked into her eyes once more.
I asked her if she had seen the “10 of Diamonds” while she was dealing the cards. She looked at me as if she was starting to feel the same connection, and whispered, “No.”
I explained that if this connection were real between us, the card that was placed face down would be my card the 10 of Diamonds.
She slowly reached for the card, her fingers trembling, and her eyes wide. As she began to turn the card, she looked at me one last time. This time she seemed almost frightened. She looked back down at the card and slowly turned it over… Later that night, as I thought about all the people I had performed for, I still wondered about my connection with that mysterious lady….
METHOD
I am sure you have figured it out by now. The face down card was the “10 of Diamonds.”
I am also sure you have figured out that I am using the Balducci Cut Deeper Force. I use it to force the “Top” card, and to set up a “Key Card.”
In my presentation, I perform the first cut and turn over as a demonstration of what I want the spectator to do when my back is turned. The “Key Card” is of course their random, cut-to card. Once they turn all the face-up cards over face down, their cut-to card will be on top of the force card.
Have the spectator do an “Overhand Shuffle” to lose the cards in the deck. The rest is in the presentation.
I should note that I always have the spectator do an “Overhand Shuffle” at the beginning of the effect for consistency. I also have the spectator spread the cards toward me “looking” for my card. I just spot the top card of course. That’s the card you write down. This way, you never touch the cards from start to finish.
CREDITS
After many nights thinking about this problem, I thought about the “Cut Deeper Force.” I then went on a hunt for other versions of the “Open Prediction” and came across a book called “More Self Working Card Tricks” by Karl Fulves. In this book they explain an “Open Prediction” effect that uses the “Cut Deeper Force”. Fulves credits Lin Searles and Ed Balducci for this.
Although I did think of using the “Cut Deeper Force” on my own, it has been done and in print. The version in “More Self Working Card Tricks” uses just the “Force” as the trick. I thought of using it as a way to get and place a “Key” card along with forcing a card. This also allows for a shuffle after the “Key” card has been placed. I would also like to mention that I got the ideas of using a “Key Card” for the Open Prediction, and spotting your prediction card by having the spectator run the cards in front of your eyes, from Thomas Baxter, A.K.A Entity.