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Is
this
a
hallucination
?
"
Charlie
,
are
you
all
right
?
"
Or
the
things
described
by
the
mystics
?
I
hear
his
voice
but
I
don
’
t
want
to
answer
him
.
It
an
noys
me
that
he
is
there
.
I
’
ve
got
to
ignore
him
.
Be
passive
and
let
this
—
whatever
it
is
—
fill
me
with
the
light
and
ab
sorb
me
into
itself
.
"
What
do
you
see
,
Charlie
?
What
’
s
the
matter
?
"
Upward
,
moving
,
like
a
leaf
in
an
upcurrent
of
warm
air
.
Speeding
,
the
atoms
of
my
body
hurtling
away
from
each
other
.
I
grow
lighter
,
less
dense
,
and
larger
.
.
.
larger
.
.
.
exploding
outward
into
the
sun
.
I
am
an
expand
ing
universe
swimming
upward
in
a
silent
sea
.
Small
at
first
,
encompassing
with
my
body
,
the
room
,
the
building
,
the
city
,
the
country
,
until
I
know
that
if
I
look
down
I
will
see
my
shadow
blotting
out
the
earth
.
Light
and
unfeeling
.
Drifting
and
expanding
through
time
and
space
.
And
then
,
as
I
know
I
am
about
to
pierce
the
crust
of
existence
,
like
a
flying
fish
leaping
out
of
the
sea
,
I
feel
the
pull
from
below
.
It
annoys
me
.
I
want
to
shake
it
off
.
On
the
verge
of
blending
with
the
universe
I
hear
the
whispers
around
the
ridges
of
consciousness
.
And
that
ever
-
so
-
slight
tug
holds
me
to
the
finite
and
mortal
world
below
.
