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The
rest
was
easy
,
but
slow
,
I
will
admit
.
Joint
by
joint
,
toe
by
toe
,
all
the
toes
of
both
my
feet
ceased
to
be
.
And
joint
by
joint
,
the
process
went
on
.
Came
the
time
when
my
flesh
below
the
ankles
had
ceased
.
Came
the
time
when
all
below
my
knees
had
ceased
.
Such
was
the
pitch
of
my
perfect
exaltation
,
that
I
knew
not
the
slightest
prod
of
rejoicing
at
my
success
.
I
knew
nothing
save
that
I
was
making
my
body
die
.
All
that
was
I
was
devoted
to
that
sole
task
.
I
performed
the
work
as
thoroughly
as
any
mason
laying
bricks
,
and
I
regarded
the
work
as
just
about
as
commonplace
as
would
a
brick-mason
regard
his
work
.
At
the
end
of
an
hour
my
body
was
dead
to
the
hips
,
and
from
the
hips
up
,
joint
by
joint
,
I
continued
to
will
the
ascending
death
.
It
was
when
I
reached
the
level
of
my
heart
that
the
first
blurring
and
dizzying
of
my
consciousness
'
occurred
.
For
fear
that
I
should
lose
consciousness
,
I
willed
to
hold
the
death
I
had
gained
,
and
shifted
my
concentration
to
my
fingers
.
My
brain
cleared
again
,
and
the
death
of
my
arms
to
the
shoulders
was
most
rapidly
accomplished
.
At
this
stage
my
body
was
all
dead
,
so
far
as
I
was
concerned
,
save
my
head
and
a
little
patch
of
my
chest
.
No
longer
did
the
pound
and
smash
of
my
compressed
heart
echo
in
my
brain
.
My
heart
was
beating
steadily
but
feebly
.
The
joy
of
it
,
had
I
dared
joy
at
such
a
moment
,
would
have
been
the
cessation
of
sensations
.
At
this
point
my
experience
differs
from
Morrell
's
.
Still
willing
automatically
,
I
began
to
grow
dreamy
,
as
one
does
in
that
borderland
between
sleeping
and
waking
.
Also
,
it
seemed
as
if
a
prodigious
enlargement
of
my
brain
was
taking
place
within
the
skull
itself
that
did
not
enlarge
.
There
were
occasional
glintings
and
flashings
of
light
as
if
even
I
,
the
overlord
,
had
ceased
for
a
moment
and
the
next
moment
was
again
myself
,
still
the
tenant
of
the
fleshly
tenement
that
I
was
making
to
die
.
Most
perplexing
was
the
seeming
enlargement
of
brain
.
Without
having
passed
through
the
wall
of
skull
,
nevertheless
it
seemed
to
me
that
the
periphery
of
my
brain
was
already
outside
my
skull
and
still
expanding
.
Along
with
this
was
one
of
the
most
remarkable
sensations
or
experiences
that
I
have
ever
encountered
.
Time
and
space
,
in
so
far
as
they
were
the
stuff
of
my
consciousness
,
underwent
an
enormous
extension
.
Thus
,
without
opening
my
eyes
to
verify
,
I
knew
that
the
walls
of
my
narrow
cell
had
receded
until
it
was
like
a
vast
audience-chamber
.
And
while
I
contemplated
the
matter
,
I
knew
that
they
continued
to
recede
.
The
whim
struck
me
for
a
moment
that
if
a
similar
expansion
were
taking
place
with
the
whole
prison
,
then
the
outer
walls
of
San
Quentin
must
be
far
out
in
the
Pacific
Ocean
on
one
side
and
on
the
other
side
must
be
encroaching
on
the
Nevada
desert
.
A
companion
whim
was
that
since
matter
could
permeate
matter
,
then
the
walls
of
my
cell
might
well
permeate
the
prison
walls
,
pass
through
the
prison
walls
,
and
thus
put
my
cell
outside
the
prison
and
put
me
at
liberty
.
Of
course
,
this
was
pure
fantastic
whim
,
and
I
knew
it
at
the
time
for
what
it
was
.
The
extension
of
time
was
equally
remarkable
.
Only
at
long
intervals
did
my
heart
beat
.
Again
a
whim
came
to
me
,
and
I
counted
the
seconds
,
slow
and
sure
,
between
my
heart-beats
.
At
first
,
as
I
clearly
noted
,
over
a
hundred
seconds
intervened
between
beats
.
But
as
I
continued
to
count
the
intervals
extended
so
that
I
was
made
weary
of
counting
.
