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looking, not with eyes only but with a thousand centuries; it was 


altogether a strange occurrence. The brain was completely empty, 


all reaction had stopped; during all those hours, one was not aware 


of this emptiness but only in writing it is the thing known, but this 



knowledge is only descriptive and not real. That the brain could 


empty itself is an odd phenomenon. As the eyes were closed, the 


body, the brain seemed to plunge into unfathomable depths, into 


states of incredible sensitivity and beauty. The passenger in the 



next seat began to ask something and having replied, this intensity 


was there; there was no continuity but only being. And dawn was 


coming leisurely and the clear sky was filling with light - As this is 


being written late in the day, with sleepless fatigue, that sacredness 



is there. The pressure and the strain too.




* The Ojai Valley, some eighty miles north of Los Angeles. 


** A house above Florence where he had stayed in April.















































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