“I am not in the body of life. I hover on the extremities. I float.”
“…I wonder what actually this hospital is, why I am in it and who I am. I have no time to find out. I die, with my arms stretched towards the spotlights.Then whiteness.My body is still there somewhere…Buried in the extremely bright lights of empty hope.”
“I existed before I received this body. I am the external and fundamental life energy of the universe.”
“I feel myself floating without the weight of him on my body.”
“I am convinced that life in a physical body is meant to be an ecstatic experience”
“I hover over myselfWatching.Mind and body separated,Each in controlAs though there are two puppeteersWorking the strings of my marionette self.”