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I found myself hanging on the rope a few feet below the crest of the ridge.  I turned, snatched at the rocks and clawed my way back.  I had fallen altogether about 20 feet and the rope had held.

During the time I was doing this a curious rigidity or tension gripped my whole being, mental and physical.  It was an overwhelming sensation and quite outside my experience.  It was as though all life’s forces were in process of undergoing some fundamental evolutionary change, the change called death.  I know now that death is not to be feared, it is a supreme experience, the climax not the anti-climax of life.

For how long I experienced this crescendo of power I cannot say.  Time no longer existed as time.  Then suddenly this feeling was superseded by a feeling of complete indifference and detachment, detachment as to what was happening or likely to happen to that body.  I seemed to stand aside from my body.

I was not falling for the reason that I was not in a dimension where it was possible to fall.  I, that is my consciousness, was apart from my body and not in the least concerned with what was befalling it.