[00:00:00 - 00:00:06] By exotic intuition, I knew that the occurrence of such interphase colors in nature [00:00:06 - 00:00:10] indicated the presence of tryptamine-related compounds. [00:00:10 - 00:00:15] Going further, I knew that the Lepidopterus New World genus Morpholia, [00:00:15 - 00:00:23] which is characterized by a large wing area usually entirely expressed in brilliant blue interphase coloration, [00:00:23 - 00:00:30] would be an ideal group upon which to conduct research to illuminate this unstudied field. [00:00:30 - 00:00:39] I knew that the enzyme mole process in insect metamorphosis received molecular tuning and control [00:00:39 - 00:00:47] through resonation induced by the harmonic strum of forest insects that have neuroactive tryptamine in their bodies, [00:00:47 - 00:00:53] acting for them as an antenna to the electron spin resonance signal of the collective DNA, [00:00:53 - 00:00:58] just as it did for us in the experiment. [00:00:58 - 00:01:07] This signal would, I thought, keep the entire class insecta keyed in to the point of maximum symmetry in the evolutionary stream, [00:01:07 - 00:01:11] thus explaining the remarkable durability of the insect adaptation, [00:01:11 - 00:01:18] which stabilized its basic evolutionary strategy some hundreds of millions of years ago. [00:01:18 - 00:01:24] Such things I was told quite conversationally by the voice in my mind. [00:01:24 - 00:01:30] During this time, the iridescent black sheen which resulted when Stropharia cubensis grew in clumps [00:01:30 - 00:01:38] and larger mushrooms shed spores on the caps of smaller mushrooms particularly caught my eye. [00:01:38 - 00:01:47] Interestingly enough, this same metallic blue-black sheen was very noticeably present on the carapace of a large and shrill beetle, [00:01:47 - 00:01:54] a member of the genus Buprestidae that I captured in the forest in the heat of the afternoon. [00:01:54 - 00:02:00] It is known that the chitinous material which forms the outer covering of insects and spores [00:02:00 - 00:02:08] is one of the most electron-dense materials in organic nature, being in this property similar to metals. [00:02:08 - 00:02:15] My inner teacher urged that this specimen be analyzed for the presence of psychoactive tryptamines. [00:02:15 - 00:02:22] If they were found, it would tend to confirm that the species responsible for the buzz of the forest, [00:02:22 - 00:02:29] the Coleoptera and the Cicadas, will in some species be found to contain the tryptamine compound [00:02:29 - 00:02:37] necessary to allow them to key in on harming present in local Banisteriopsis lianas [00:02:37 - 00:02:42] and through them to the collective DNA network. [00:02:42 - 00:02:50] I suppose that if a few of these species resonate, then other shrilling species could key themselves to the molecular signal, [00:02:50 - 00:02:56] thus amplifying it and sustaining it through the forest for some hours of every day. [00:02:56 - 00:03:05] Some of the life processes of the insecta I felt sure must be regulated through a few species in this way. [00:03:05 - 00:03:14] These unlikely and bizarre ideas unfolded themselves over those long, hot days while Dennis lay confined to his hammock [00:03:14 - 00:03:17] and I squatted on the earth nearby. [00:03:17 - 00:03:24] By the third or fourth day, I had learned enough of the new and peculiarly symbolic language that he was speaking [00:03:24 - 00:03:33] that I was more and more convinced that through it I could observe him making a gradual but progressive integration. [00:03:33 - 00:03:42] Often then, long silences would fall between the raves and we would each drift off into a world of private reveries. [00:03:42 - 00:03:49] Several times on such occasions, I looked down and noticed with a weird thrill that my unconscious fingers [00:03:49 - 00:03:58] had been engaged in gathering small twigs and arranging them in patterns as though they were to be miniature fires. [00:03:58 - 00:04:05] This unconscious laying of small fires by my busy fingers seemed to me most extraordinary. [00:04:05 - 00:04:14] It was interpreted then as a literal overflowing of the organizing energies that were being poured into me from some unknown source. [00:04:14 - 00:04:22] The same source that was supplying me with energy so that I could matter of factly eliminate the need for sleep. [00:04:22 - 00:04:28] Occasionally, Dennis would interrupt me to ask that I or Ev smoke a cigarette for him. [00:04:28 - 00:04:35] Questioning uncovered his belief that in hyperspace, the topology of all human bodies is continuous [00:04:35 - 00:04:40] and so he could just absorb what he needed directly out of our bodies. [00:04:40 - 00:04:50] For five days, life went on in that mode with us sending amazingly few waves of interaction out into the real world around us. [00:04:50 - 00:04:54] The morning of the 10th of March changed that. [00:04:54 - 00:05:10] I had hardly been away from the hut and the short stretch of trail that separated it from the edge of the pasture [00:05:10 - 00:05:17] for five days. So after breakfast on that particularly flawless morning, I chatted with Dennis [00:05:17 - 00:05:24] and found him calmer and more lucid than he had been since the experiment. So composed and relaxed [00:05:24 - 00:05:31] did he seem that I made the inevitable mistake of taking the situation for granted. [00:05:31 - 00:05:38] I slipped away with Ev and the butterfly net for a relaxed stroll down the trail and deeper into the jungle. [00:05:39 - 00:05:46] We were gone scarcely 40 minutes but returned to the hut and the clearing to find them humming with [00:05:46 - 00:05:53] a deserted air of emptiness that was heart-sinking. I was not afraid that Dennis would wander into the [00:05:53 - 00:05:59] forest and become lost as I was convinced that whatever his state of mind, it did not include that [00:05:59 - 00:06:05] sort of thing. What I did fear was that he might focus others' attention on us and the borderline [00:06:05 - 00:06:12] areas that we were investigating. Leaving Ev at the camp, I ran to the pasture and across it to [00:06:12 - 00:06:18] the mission on the far side. As I ran, I was busy telling myself that he would probably just have [00:06:18 - 00:06:24] gone down to see Dave and Vanessa and that I would of course find him there. I was too preoccupied to [00:06:24 - 00:06:32] notice that the bells of the mission, silent normally except on Sundays, had been pealing for some time. [00:06:34 - 00:06:40] As I came over the rise that gave me a clear view of the river house and the lake below the Choro, [00:06:40 - 00:06:47] I saw Vanessa leading Dennis toward the river house. I could sense that the situation was more [00:06:47 - 00:06:55] difficult than I had hoped. Vanessa was angry and had seized the situation to drive home her point. [00:06:55 - 00:07:00] It seemed that Dennis must have bolted from his hammock the moment that Ev and I passed out of [00:07:00 - 00:07:07] sight. He had gone straight to the mission, located the bell rope of the bell used to call the people [00:07:07 - 00:07:14] to mass, and had rung it furiously until the priest had found Vanessa and Dave and they had none too [00:07:14 - 00:07:22] gently persisted him to desist. Nevertheless, the already circulating rumor that one of our [00:07:22 - 00:07:32] expedition had gone a bit off the deep end was not eroded by the sudden and totally public outrage. [00:07:32 - 00:07:37] The delicate political balance I had established that had allowed me to have my way in the matter [00:07:37 - 00:07:43] of treatment for Dennis was destroyed. Now Vanessa's idea that he should be moved to the [00:07:43 - 00:07:49] river house was brought forth and endorsed by the priests and, I was told, by the police. [00:07:50 - 00:07:56] Riding on the inner assurance that worry is preposterous and seeing that I had completely [00:07:56 - 00:08:01] lost control of the situation, I agreed to all suggestions. [00:08:01 - 00:08:11] Vanessa had more news. An airplane was coming. It was not coming to take us out, but it would [00:08:11 - 00:08:17] enable us to begin our withdrawal since it would allow one of us to get a lift over a hundred [00:08:17 - 00:08:23] kilometers of jungle to San Rafael where we had left the cache of equipment before making the [00:08:23 - 00:08:31] overland march to La Churrera. This was the only opportunity to fly rather than walk back to those [00:08:31 - 00:08:37] supplies, and Vanessa pressed that we should take advantage of it. I agreed with everything. [00:08:37 - 00:08:44] I assumed that soon the eruption of the millennium would obviate all such mundane concerns, [00:08:44 - 00:08:50] but that was a fact that I would leave others to discover for themselves as they made their way [00:08:50 - 00:08:58] into the ever-deepening dimension of the future. Dave had volunteered to go on the airplane. [00:08:58 - 00:09:03] The decision was made almost at a moment's notice. He would reach our supplies and single-handedly [00:09:03 - 00:09:09] undertake to have them and himself shipped up the Rio Putumayo and then back to Bogota. [00:09:10 - 00:09:17] We would meet him back there when and if we got out by some means not yet clear. A bag was hastily [00:09:17 - 00:09:22] packed. The airplane came skimming in, and then it was gone again, and we were four. [00:09:22 - 00:09:33] Vanessa and Ev became Dennis's nurses. He was moved to the river house, and I preferred to [00:09:33 - 00:09:41] continue to live at the jungle house to avoid crowding. Dave was gone. The debate continued [00:09:41 - 00:09:46] as to whether the direction in Dennis's raving was toward improvement or whether it was only [00:09:46 - 00:09:52] progressive drifting in the world in which he had become lost. Dennis's move to the river was a [00:09:52 - 00:10:00] turning point, and from then hence the effects of the phenomenon unleashed were less in our minds [00:10:00 - 00:10:08] and more in the world. Through it all, we were still after the lens-shaped object. [00:10:08 - 00:10:14] What the teacher told me in the first few days after the experiment was, "You almost got it. [00:10:14 - 00:10:21] You didn't quite get it." Or rather, it used the metaphor of condensation. It is condensing. It was [00:10:21 - 00:10:28] like a perfect alchemical metaphor. The stone is everywhere. It is here. Dennis would say, [00:10:28 - 00:10:35] "I can see it. It's 250 feet away to the left, down near the waterhole, hovering above the water." [00:10:35 - 00:10:42] Each day it would get closer in. There were freak lightning storms. Slowly I noticed that [00:10:42 - 00:10:49] meteorological phenomena tended to concentrate in the southeast. I began to look there, and whenever [00:10:49 - 00:10:55] I did, I would see rainbows. Intuitions concerning what was going on ranged from the religiously [00:10:55 - 00:11:01] profound to the utterly absurd. On the afternoon of the 12th of March, Dennis underwent a few hours [00:11:01 - 00:11:07] when he was able to respond, however cryptically, to the questions we put to him concerning how [00:11:07 - 00:11:13] things appeared to him. This all went on at the river house, and it happened that living around [00:11:13 - 00:11:19] that house was a handsome rooster and his mate. He was perhaps the very cock that I had heard crow [00:11:19 - 00:11:27] at dawn on the day of the experiment, and again two days thereafter. There was a perky alertness [00:11:27 - 00:11:33] about this cock and hen that had received comment among us before. This particular afternoon, Dennis [00:11:33 - 00:11:39] called our attention to the little hen, saying that if one thought of her as art, then the [00:11:39 - 00:11:45] achievement she represented was immense. Who could make such a hen? Only the one who could have [00:11:45 - 00:11:54] fashioned a peculiar world that we had fallen into, and that one is James Joyce. Over the next few [00:11:54 - 00:11:59] minutes, he proceeded to make his case that Finnegan's wake represented the most complete [00:11:59 - 00:12:06] understanding of the relation of the human mind to the time and space around it, and that therefore [00:12:06 - 00:12:13] Joyce, at his death, had somehow been shouldered with the responsibilities of overseeing this part [00:12:13 - 00:12:19] of God's universe. In this, Dennis was only following Windham Lewis, who made Joyce's [00:12:19 - 00:12:27] ascent to eminence in the afterworld, the subject of his novel, The Human Age. Jim and Nora, as [00:12:27 - 00:12:35] Dennis called the newly revealed deity and his consort, were in and through everything at Lacherer, [00:12:35 - 00:12:41] particularly in the things that Joyce had loved. The little hen as the symbol of Ann Olivia [00:12:41 - 00:12:48] Purabell of the wake was one of these things. It was Joycean humor that radiated outward from the [00:12:48 - 00:12:54] path that he had followed. These ideas were absurd but delightful, and they led me eventually to [00:12:54 - 00:13:00] reread Joyce and to accept him as one of the true pioneers in the mapping of hyperspace. [00:13:00 - 00:13:07] They did not, however, shed much light on our predicament. From that view of life as literature, [00:13:07 - 00:13:14] Dennis moved on. He reminded me that one of the alchemical analogs for the philosopher's stone [00:13:14 - 00:13:22] that we shared in our private code of associations was a certain small silver key, a key to a box of [00:13:22 - 00:13:27] inlaid wood with a secret compartment that had belonged to our maternal grandfather. [00:13:27 - 00:13:34] I said that the ability to produce that key, which had been lost since our childhood, [00:13:34 - 00:13:40] would prove the reality of Dennis' shamanic powers and their ability to materially transcend [00:13:40 - 00:13:46] normal space and time. The conversation took the form of a question and answer session that ended [00:13:46 - 00:13:53] with Dennis demanding that I hold out my hand and then slapping his closed hand into my open one, [00:13:53 - 00:14:00] letting out a loud ludicrous squawk and depositing in my palm a small silver key. [00:14:01 - 00:14:05] Then would you be convinced? Well... [00:14:05 - 00:14:08] Look at that! [00:14:08 - 00:14:14] At the time I was thunderstruck. We were hundreds of miles from anywhere. The key before me was [00:14:14 - 00:14:20] indistinguishable from the key of my childhood memories. Had he saved that key over all those [00:14:20 - 00:14:26] years to produce it now in the middle of the Amazon to completely distort my notion of reality? [00:14:27 - 00:14:33] Or was this only a similar key that Dennis had been carrying when he arrived in South America, [00:14:33 - 00:14:39] but that I had somehow not noticed until he produced it? This seemed unlikely. He was confined [00:14:39 - 00:14:45] to a room far from our stored equipment, and it was difficult to conceive of him becoming calm [00:14:45 - 00:14:51] and organized enough to go to the baggage and carefully sort through it to the secreted key. [00:14:52 - 00:14:58] This matter of the silver key, whether it was the original key or where it had come from, [00:14:58 - 00:15:04] has never been satisfactorily settled. The original box was lost long ago, so the key was [00:15:04 - 00:15:12] never tested. A final ironic note is added to the story by the fact that both Dennis and I were fans [00:15:12 - 00:15:19] of the stories of H.P. Lovecraft and so were aware of his story through the gates of the silver key, [00:15:19 - 00:15:25] a tale seething with many dimensions, strange beings, and a cosmic timescale. [00:15:25 - 00:15:33] After Dennis had moved to reside in the River House, there was no longer any need for my [00:15:33 - 00:15:40] sleepless watch at night. But the lack of a need to sleep prevailed. I actually looked forward each [00:15:40 - 00:15:46] day to the time when everyone would retire and I would have before me long hours of delicious, [00:15:46 - 00:15:52] silent thought. Like the fox spirit of the I Ching who wanders eternally among the jeweled night [00:15:52 - 00:16:00] grasses, I wandered in the pastures and on the trails around La Chorrera. Sometimes I would sit [00:16:00 - 00:16:08] beneath the ama-initialed tree for hours, watching vast mandalas of space and time turn and glisten [00:16:08 - 00:16:16] around me. At times I would walk, long strides, nearly loping, head thrown back, gazing at the [00:16:16 - 00:16:23] every-colored stars. Effortlessly the deeper something that shared my mind connected up the [00:16:23 - 00:16:30] constellations for me and showed me the enormous zodiacal machine that must have come to the [00:16:30 - 00:16:36] ancients with the same suggestive force. Understanding, understanding in the form of [00:16:36 - 00:16:45] immersion in millions of images of mankind in all times and places, struggling with the insoluble [00:16:45 - 00:16:53] enigma of being and human destiny. It was during those velvet star-strewn jungle nights that I felt [00:16:53 - 00:17:01] closest to understanding the tripartite mystery of the Philosopher's Stone, the UFO, and the human [00:17:01 - 00:17:08] soul. There is something human that transcends the individual and that transcends life and death as [00:17:08 - 00:17:18] well. It has will, motive, and enormous power. Under certain conditions the manipulative power [00:17:18 - 00:17:24] of consciousness moves beyond the body and into the world. The world then obeys the will of [00:17:24 - 00:17:30] consciousness to the degree that the inertia of pre-existing physical laws can be overcome. [00:17:31 - 00:17:37] This inertia is overcome by consciousness determining the outcome of the normally random [00:17:37 - 00:17:44] micro-physical events. Over time the deflection of micro-physical events from randomness is [00:17:44 - 00:17:51] cumulative so that eventually the effects of such deflections are to shift the course of events [00:17:51 - 00:17:59] in larger physical systems as well. Therefore the greater the amount of time consciousness has in [00:17:59 - 00:18:06] which to make its effects felt, the greater the possibility becomes that the willed end will come [00:18:06 - 00:18:14] to pass as subtle pressure toward a given end accomplishes the series of micro-deviations [00:18:14 - 00:18:22] eventuating in a non-random and anti-entropic situation, the secret in short of falling in love. [00:18:23 - 00:18:30] Consciousness works the same way within the brain but there matter and energy are in a more unbound [00:18:30 - 00:18:36] and dynamic state than throughout the rest of nature. It is easy for consciousness to direct [00:18:36 - 00:18:42] the electrical flow in the central nervous system though we have no idea how this is done. [00:18:42 - 00:18:50] It is less easy for it to move not electrons but whole atomic systems spread far and wide in time [00:18:50 - 00:18:58] and space. This may explain why it is easier to form a thought but having one's wishes come true [00:18:58 - 00:19:16] takes longer. There is an interface between consciousness active in the world and consciousness [00:19:16 - 00:19:24] active in the cns and through the intermediary of the body. That interface is language. In using [00:19:24 - 00:19:32] language consciousness informs the brain to inform the body to impart to the random motion of the air [00:19:32 - 00:19:40] molecules near but outside the body the coherency. This coherency is supplied by consciousness in the [00:19:40 - 00:19:47] form of a word. None of the physical laws operating on the air molecules have been violated because [00:19:47 - 00:19:56] the coherent pattern of behavior of the molecules is due to an input of energy. An input of energy [00:19:56 - 00:20:04] whose release was initiated by an act of conscious will. Language is thereby seen to be a kind of [00:20:04 - 00:20:12] parapsychological ability since it involves action at a distance and telekinesis, albeit voice [00:20:12 - 00:20:18] transduced. Perhaps under the influence of psilocybin an immense energizing of will could [00:20:18 - 00:20:25] be vocally transduced into the world and do more than imprint a signal onto the random motion of [00:20:25 - 00:20:35] air molecules. Perhaps instead a sign visibly beheld might be transduced and appear through [00:20:35 - 00:20:42] appropriate shifts of refraction in those same nearby air molecules. Normal speech itself is [00:20:42 - 00:20:47] sometimes seen to affect the refractive index of the air in front of the speaker's mouth. [00:20:47 - 00:20:54] Perhaps this is an indication of the hidden potential of speech to go beyond its normal [00:20:54 - 00:21:01] function of symbolizing reality to actually signifying it. A more perfect logos would seem [00:21:01 - 00:21:08] to be the result. A logos able to regulate the activity of the ego as it exists in the sum total [00:21:08 - 00:21:17] of the individuals living at any time. It is like a god. It is the human god. It is something that [00:21:17 - 00:21:25] will happen to human destiny sometime in the future and because it will happen it is happening. [00:21:25 - 00:21:32] Nothing is unannounced and the ontological mode of the higher dimensions into which humanity is [00:21:32 - 00:21:39] being propelled is being anticipated by the singularity which we call the UFO. Valet is [00:21:39 - 00:21:47] correct. The UFO is teaching something through its reinforcement schedule. It is preparing us [00:21:47 - 00:21:53] to confront the god facet of ourselves that our explorations into the nature of life and [00:21:53 - 00:21:56] matter are about to reveal. [00:22:16 - 00:22:18] I'll be over. [00:22:18 - 00:22:20] I'm [00:22:21 - 00:22:23] so [00:22:24 - 00:22:25] family [00:22:25 - 00:22:35] is [00:22:35 - 00:22:53] wild [00:22:53 - 00:23:03] is [00:23:21 - 00:23:24] chapter 15 saucer full of secrets [00:23:24 - 00:23:33] the 11th of march was the full moon it passed uneventfully enough meaning that i can now [00:23:33 - 00:23:39] recollect little of what happened i remained ecstatic certain that all was for the best [00:23:39 - 00:23:45] certain that some definitive tipping of the hand by the thing we were dealing with was about to [00:23:45 - 00:23:52] occur the next day in the late afternoon ev walked out to see me from the riverside house [00:23:52 - 00:23:58] she invited me to return with her to the river for all of us to have dinner there together [00:23:58 - 00:24:04] she showed the strain of what we had all been going through there was no doubt that whatever [00:24:04 - 00:24:09] had happened to us it was pushing all of us to the limits of what we could assimilate without [00:24:09 - 00:24:18] wanting to resist it as we walked back across the pasture the atmosphere seemed to be even more [00:24:18 - 00:24:25] alive and active with spawning clouds and drifting mist than usual ev pointed to the southeast where [00:24:25 - 00:24:33] a black stratocumulus mass was seething and boiling up to great altitudes we watched for a few moments [00:24:33 - 00:24:40] and it became like a vast mushroom cloud the aftermath of a thermonuclear blast the impression [00:24:40 - 00:24:47] was very startling and ev recalled to me dennis words with regard to the mushroom he said that [00:24:47 - 00:24:53] it was the mushroom at the end of history that the shape of the atomic cloud was a pun in physics [00:24:53 - 00:24:59] and biophysics on the transformative powers of the star ferriad and its eruption into human history [00:25:00 - 00:25:07] as we watched suddenly ev gasp but from the seeming base of the cloud had emerged what looked [00:25:07 - 00:25:14] like a column of light it was sustained and was not a bolt of lightning it was hard to see how [00:25:14 - 00:25:20] it could be a shaft of sunlight since it was late afternoon the sun in the west and this was all [00:25:20 - 00:25:26] taking place in the southeast we watched it for perhaps a minute and then it stopped abruptly [00:25:27 - 00:25:33] ev was quite shaken it was of an empirical order different than anything she had experienced at [00:25:33 - 00:25:41] loc churrera up to that time arriving at the riverside campfire we learned that vanessa had [00:25:41 - 00:25:49] been up at the mission to the radio to the bush pilot who had whisked dave from our midst the pilot [00:25:49 - 00:25:55] was willing to follow vanessa's intent and think of us as a low-grade emergency and would return [00:25:55 - 00:26:02] in a few days to fly us out i was unhappy with these arrangements but there was nothing that i [00:26:02 - 00:26:09] could do though i knew that we the gringo strangers would lose face with the local people when our [00:26:09 - 00:26:16] need for this airlift became known also i had not the faith of vanessa that all dennis needed to [00:26:16 - 00:26:22] return him to normal was to check him into the world of modern psychiatry with its [00:26:22 - 00:26:29] hairbrained reductionism and chemotherapy but there was nothing to be done for it and so we [00:26:29 - 00:26:37] dined in silence each lost in thoughts unshared the evening's only moment of humor was provided [00:26:37 - 00:26:44] by ev's animated description of dennis evading vanessa's wardenship and slipping away from the [00:26:44 - 00:26:50] riverside house sometime during the previous night and going to sit quietly in the house of some [00:26:50 - 00:26:59] colombian colonists who awoke to find him there as unassuming as a piece of furniture the story [00:26:59 - 00:27:04] died away and the unspoken dimension of it all returned to move in the minds of each of us [00:27:04 - 00:27:11] the next day we would pack all our equipment and move it to the river in preparation for a flight [00:27:11 - 00:27:18] that could come at any time and would certainly not come announced already we were preparing to [00:27:18 - 00:27:26] withdraw from the vortex of la charrera the next day was the 13th the camp in the forest the hallowed [00:27:26 - 00:27:34] seeming spot where the transforming experiment had occurred was dismantled all the artifacts that set [00:27:34 - 00:27:40] it apart from dozens of other wittoto huts were tucked away and it was returned to its folk [00:27:40 - 00:27:48] anonymity outside in a pile we left quite a cargo trove behind us for the forced evacuation by [00:27:48 - 00:27:55] airplane of the four of us plus the pilot left precious little room for any gear some insect [00:27:55 - 00:28:03] and plant specimens would leave with us the cameras the notebooks on the experiment that [00:28:03 - 00:28:10] was to be it the things that we left were quickly assimilated by the tolerant wittoto owners of the [00:28:10 - 00:28:18] site of our attempt to probe hyperspace we were all installed in the river house ready to go with [00:28:18 - 00:28:24] the airplane whenever it should appear everything seemed to be moving forward of its own accord [00:28:24 - 00:28:31] we swam in the river and sat on the rocks scanning the sky and listening for the drone of the little [00:28:31 - 00:28:39] amphibian thus the afternoon passed with even dennis quiet after an episode in the early morning [00:28:39 - 00:28:46] in which he had methodically thrown the contents of his room out the window to the point of ripping [00:28:46 - 00:28:53] out the window frame and hurling it after everything else