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(9:25. “I’ve been doing something else,” she said after a lengthy pause. “Wait a minute... Then I was behind my head. I rushed down my own spinal cord, into my body. Then I saw a lot of little tiny men. This is hilarious. They were inside my knees, with hoses, washing out my knees with crystal clear, pure water. Then they went to the back of my neck... Now they’re climbing up the bones of my spinal column and straightening them out and doing things...”
(“Now I feel really big—like that figure. Oh, I’m getting really bigger... like I’m really big and light like a balloon.” She smiled at 9:30. “And now these little men’ve got little things like trowels, and they’re taking scoops of white stuff out of my body and throwing it away. They spray something on the part first, that makes this white stuff soft, then they scoop it out.”
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(9:35. “Now they’re pulling out some short muscles between my knees and feet,” Jane said. She touched the sole of a foot. “A lot of it down here had to do with up here, the knees.... It’s funny because all this makes me feel so big. The little men are up under my arm and it feels like its floating up and out; they’re lifting it up, and using a heat lamp on it under the armpit. I feel real good and relaxed there now...”
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(9:40. “This must be my astral leg; it’s falling back and forth from the knee; the heel touches my spine, which I can’t do.... Now the little men are doing it with my right leg, but they’re having more trouble with it than with the left one. But now they’ve got it. I’m getting a funny feeling now, like I’m almost physically up off the floor, in a sitting position—I know I’m not—but it’s almost as though the chair wasn’t there.”
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(“Next I was running like a kid. I threw myself down in the grass and lay there and relaxed, lying on my back.... And now, see, I’m talking and these little men are working on my hands, my astral fingers. Wait,” Jane said, after a pause, “I’m getting some words—”
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(At 10:05 the music from up above stopped, and I heard people leaving. Jane sat slumped in her rocker, very relaxed, eyes closed. Then she began to talk again. “I heard the people go out upstairs. I was giant-sized again. My flesh felt like dough, the little men were kneading it like dough. It’s a real funny feeling, I can’t really describe the sensation. The little men were working on my knees when I heard the kids upstairs leave. Before that they’d worked on my shoulders real fast, shaking my astral shoulders around and around....”
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