So I got up and I jumped onto my cardio glider, which is a full-body, full-exercise machine.
And I'm jamming away on this thing, and I'm realizing that my hands look like primitive claws grasping onto the bar.
And I thought, "That's very peculiar." And I looked down at my body and I thought, "Whoa, I'm a weird-looking thing."
And it was as though my consciousness had shifted away from my normal perception of reality, where I'm the person on the machine having the experience,
to some esoteric space where I'm witnessing myself having this experience.
And it was all very peculiar, and my headache was just getting worse.
So I get off the machine, and I'm walking across my living room floor, and I realize that everything inside of my body has slowed way down.
And every step is very rigid and very deliberate.
There's no fluidity to my pace, and there's this constriction in my area of perception, so I'm just focused on internal systems.
And I'm standing in my bathroom getting ready to step into the shower, and I could actually hear the dialogue inside of my body.
I heard a little voice saying, "OK. You muscles, you've got to contract. You muscles, you relax."
And then I lost my balance, and I'm propped up against the wall.
And I look down at my arm and I realize that I can no longer define the boundaries of my body.
I can't define where I begin and where I end, because the atoms and the molecules of my arm blended with the atoms and molecules of the wall.
And all I could detect was this energy -- energy.