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Chapter 6
IamDarrellStanding,bornandraisedonaquartersectionoflandinMinnesota,erstwhileprofessorofagronomy,aprisonerincorrigibleinSanQuentin,andatpresentadeath-sentencedmaninFolsom.Idonotknow,ofDarrellStanding’sexperience,thesethingsofwhichIwriteandwhichIhavedugfromoutmystore-housesofsubconsciousness.I,DarrellStanding,borninMinnesotaandsoontodiebytheropeinCalifornia,surelyneverloveddaughtersofkingsinthecourtsofkings;norfoughtcutlasstocutlassontheswayingdecksofships;nordrownedinthespirit-roomsofships,guzzlingrawliquortothewassail-shoutinganddeath-singingofseamen,whiletheshipliftedandcrashedontheblack-toothedrocksandthewaterbubbledoverhead,beneath,andallabout.
SuchthingsarenotofDarrellStanding’sexperienceintheworld.YetI,DarrellStanding,foundthesethingswithinmyselfinsolitaryinSanQuentinbymeansofmechanicalself-hypnosis.NomoreweretheseexperiencesDarrellStanding’sthanwastheword“Samaria”DarrellStanding’swhenitleapttohischildlipsatsightofaphotograph.
Onecannotmakeanythingoutofnothing.InsolitaryIcouldnotsomakethirty-fivepoundsofdynamite.Norinsolitary,outofnothinginDarrellStanding’sexperience,couldImakethesewide,farvisionsoftimeandspace.Thesethingswereinthecontentofmymind,andinmymindIwasjustbeginningtolearnmywayabout
