There were several objects that were supposed to (say by falling asleep with it next to your ribs) take you to a point of dispair where you would discover quiet, solve the problem of the object (say remove it from where it had become imbeded in your heart) and thus be evolved as a person. There was one I considered trying but ultimately they frightened me. Accidentally the one with the sliver of wood at the tip became stuck in one of my fingers. For days I would suck at the spot trying to draw it out. I would spit the "poison" of it out. My mother noticed and tried taking tweezers to it. I took over and pulled the sliver out of my arm which opened up a little hole. Looking inside the red stallagtite cavern I saw that the stick part of the object was inside. I pulled it out in two 5 inch long pieces and searched for bits that had fallen off pulling those out too. The hole was not a concern but I did not feel that the experience had evolved me.