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cab
motel
Peg
tests
Rico
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The items were enclosed in one sealed envelope between two layers of lightproof bristol cardboard, and then the whole thing was placed in another envelope, which was also sealed. [...] I was always in trance, and usually my eyes were closed. (In any case, the test item was enclosed within the two pieces of cardboard and two envelopes, and was quite opaque.) Sometimes I held the envelope to my forehead while delivering impressions. [...]
He didn’t mention my sensations when I was thrown into the corner of the cab, though. Was this because he didn’t feel them? Or because I was certain to remember these myself? [...] The session was held on Monday, October 25, 1965, but the incident happened to the Gallaghers one week earlier, on Monday, October 17. [...]
Suddenly, without transition, I found myself descending through the air to land on a long narrow porch that was surrounded by a low railing. I knew that my body was in bed, but lost all contact with it. Regardless of where it was, I was someplace else entirely. [...]
The building was raised up from the ground in a manner different from the usual. Over the railing, a small body of water was visible, and beyond this there was a much larger body of water, an ocean, I thought. Was this Puerto Rico? [...]
We were in the middle of a Seth session and Seth was giving his impressions of the Gallaghers’ trip. [...] The next instant the cab took such a sharp turn to the right that I was shoved over into the corner of the seat. For a minute I was really frightened. [...]
I had just enough time to see the cab driver’s neck from the rear—it was thick and stubby. [...] While this was going on, I lost all contact with my body in the living room. [...] Yet while this was happening, my physical body sat upright in the rocker, speaking without pause as Seth:
[...] Peg was quite angry about this, since the same ride two years earlier had cost less than two dollars. [...] But the cab driver was not “old, rather than young.” [...] It was also thick and stubby.
[...] I was definitely the one who was “out,” yet Seth described what I saw. His voice and personality were in control of my physical system, while my consciousness was someplace else—and a good many miles away. [...]
[...] I wondered if this was where the Gallaghers were staying. Instantly I knew that it was, and that the center door led to their room. [...] My consciousness returned so quickly to my body that my physical head was swimming. [...]
How much more fun this sort of thing was than the Instream tests, which we were also conducting! Even our own envelope series was dry in comparison. [...] I was really excited about the whole thing and waited eagerly for his comments. [...]
