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else. CONTACT THROUGH THE VEIL: 2. * 207 Still grasping at a psychological explanation for these strange experi- ences, I tried this: "That's them. Your fears, your limits." Rex wouldn't bite: Mmmm. Maybe, I don't know. It was nonverbal communication. "Even here? Even here?" was not spoken in words. It was an empathic communi- cation, a telepathic communication. At about 28 minutes, he didn't yet quite seem "back." "How do you feel now?" Right now? My body doesn't feel quite my own. There is still something of the other dimension flowing through it. Ifeel permeated by something "How about emotionally?" Emotionally, emotionally. . . I'm slightly euphoric. "Glad to be alive?" He laughed, looking at me in a more focused manner: Yes! Glad to be alive! "You may have passed out as they were feeding on you. I wouldn't be surprised. That would probably make most people faint." That's right. That's true. Depending on the person, it could throw them over the edge. Is it self? Is it other? Ijust don't know. Ijust don't know where these things comefrom. As was often the case, answering the rating scale helped Rex fill out some of the gaps in his description. He echoed what many volunteers stated when they thought about the reality of their encounters with these otherworld beings: This question about "being high"—/ don't know. I had my capacities. Iwas able to observe quite clearly. Ididn'tfeel stoned or intoxicated; it was just happening. Rex came in for several pilot-study days for the pindolol project. First he would get a dose of DMT. After all effects were gone, we would give him an oral dose of pindolol and then administer the same dose of DMT 90 minutes later. At that point, the pindolol would be exerting its maximum effect on serotonin receptors.