the beginnings of the trip coming on, I thumbed through my roommates and my vast record collection and found a favorite album of mine by a group called The Band. I was particularly fond of the bizarre, somewhat mystic story telling lyrics that wove the magic into all The Band's music. As I launched into the beginnings of my "trip" and was enjoying the sensations of the initial hallucinations something began to happen that I had never experienced before. I began to become acutely aware that my thoughts were beginning to interact with the lyrics of the songs I was listening to in a very strange way. I would find myself thinking some thought or have some question come into my mind and immediately a response or answer to that thought would appear within the next line of the song. This went on for a period of time and I recall being in a state of total awe, believing that this surely must be some sort of supernatural phenomenon taking place because it was just as if I were holding a conversation - in my mind - with the lyrics to the songs I was listening to. Then suddenly, very much out of the blue, I had a very overpowering, very physical sensation, come over me that is somewhat indescribable. I, for whatever reason, began to believe that I was just about to experience my own death. As this sensation and thought nearly instantaneously overpowered me I remember the flash of a great adrenaline rush of fear and then my mind and my voice quickly trying to hold this thing at bay by shouting "NO!!!!...I don't want to die!!!!" As a cold sweat now began to engulf me I recall hearing the words to the song answer my objection almost immediately by saying, "Heart....no money won't do no good....build a big wall....you know you would if you could." This portion of the lyrics of the song (In my mind) was telling me that my heart was about to give out and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I vaguely remember offering up some other desperate thoughts in my mind only to have them thwarted resoundingly by more song lyrics. By this time I was in a state of shear panic being fueled by the overwhelming sensation that I was entering into the presence of God. The whole room felt thick with the presence of another being. I began to attempt to calm myself in order to try to face the reality of my desperate situation. I got up and turned off the music and then made my way over to my bed just a few feet away and sat back down. I then laid back, closed my eyes, and entered into the midst of the most profound silence I had ever heard. I remember thinking that I could feel my heart beginning to falter and slow down and so I became even more convinced that it was indeed about to stop. I then somewhat desperately made an effort to elevate myself into a state of meditation as I waited to sense the final heartbeat - wondering all the while what might be awaiting me beyond death's door. After a few minutes of this quieting mental accent I began to sense that perhaps death would take me peacefully. And after a few moments I began to have the peaceful sensation that I might have already somehow passed over. I then slowly opened my eyes only to find myself still lying on my bed in my army barracks room. I remember cautiously wondering, “Have I died?“ My next stumbling thought was then, “If I have died, am I in heaven now?” I then heard a voice in my mind immediately ask, “If you are in heaven, then what are you?” I gave this strange question a thought for a few seconds and then I answered, “I guess I must be an angel. ” The voice in my mind then said, “And if you are an angel, what can you do?” Again I thought for a few moments and then more or less proposed an answer, “I guess I can do whatever I want.” This thought began to slowly fill me with a sense of joy and relief as my mind rushed to replace the fear that had overwhelmed me with a new sense of a return to life. Had I indeed crossed over and now attained that life and power I had been searching for - even freedom from death? I then began to joyously, but still quite timidly, walk around my room examining the contents of my barracks surroundings. Everything seemed very much the same to me. This puzzled me. I then thought to myself, “If I have died and gone to heaven, why does everything still seem the same?” The voice in my mind then quickly answered me,