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encing that separation of the sense of sight, the human dominant sense which gives rise to "my point of view," from the undifferentiated sensum into which I had been swept. I saw the whole choir-not outlined in light-rather the shafting, arcading, capitals, spandrels, the springers, ribs, vaulting, bosses, were all transparent and, like an immense phosphorescent billow, glowing with an inherent flush that shone throughout the translucent mass. But this effect, though strangely wonderful, could not hold my attention against the invasion of another discovery, smaller but more personally startling. I was looking at the choir, there could be no doubt, but whence? Equally, there was no doubt-from some level little short of the capitals themselves-in fact, some twenty feet from the choir floor, above the canopies of the stalls.
My misgiving did not, however, become fear, for no sooner did apprehension begin to be felt by me than (as though a lowering of some psychic temperature checked the exultant current flowing through me and bearing me up) I began to settle, subside still further down until I could feel the hard floor under my soles again, and the burden of my weight upon my feet. That this was the explanation of the flow and ebb I felt, that it was an objective experience, I could gauge further. For no sooner did I feel this physical reassurance (and so my momentary fear left me) as I felt it go, once again I was raised in this current of energy. Now, too, I began to be aware of another sense responding. As I was already seeing-or, rather, some apprehension, which is above and beyond sight, was responding to the energy which was now informing every stone and timber around me-so, in the same enhanced or extended way, I now began to hear.

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