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| 7 | 186 | The focus of my View more quotes about consciousness">consciousness now seemed small, a circle within a circle, a circle within a circle, that of an encroaching, menacing hue. |
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| 7 | 183 | Before it had been brightly lit, even painfully so, but now, though the bulbs were surely illuminated, that one could note, they seemed dim. |
| 7 | 184 | I did not remember the margins of the encircling shadows. |
| 7 | 185 | That was different. |
| 7 | 186 | The focus of my consciousness now seemed small, a circle within a circle, a circle within a circle, that of an encroaching, menacing hue. |
| 7 | 187 | I sensed redness about, but nothing was red. |
| 7 | 188 | The walls of the tunnel were white. |
| 7 | 189 | I recalled that. |