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wrote fluently hundreds of verses.
I must have become entranced.... It
seemed to me that the temperature fell
quickly.... I felt chilled, although
the summer heat was oppressive. My
soul was detached, all my senses were
sharpened and acquired an
extraordinary lucidity. I was so distinctly
conscious of the spirit voices that it
was almost as if I had written under
dictation.
Everybody who reads this poem
might probably believe it to be the
result of long religious meditation,
but such is not the case. The soul
whose evolution is narrated was an
utter stranger to me. Most of the
thoughts contained in this poem were
not mine five minutes before I wrote
them down.
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