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    Re: Death

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    Hoppy... I'll post my story, take it for what it's worth.

    For a year, I was getting sicker. The doctors couldn't figure it out. I felt like I was filed with wet cement, I was getting stiffer and stiffer, and the pain was incredible. (They tell me now that it compares to childbirth) By the time the year was up, I literally couldn't walk. I had to use a cane and I could barely shuffle, and if I sat down, I couldn't get up. I was even beginning to have trouble focusing my eyes. Since I couldn't eat due to the pain, I had lost over 70 lbs. and looked like a Holocaust survivor. My friends told me I looked like a living skeleton.

    One night, about midnight, I woke with a terrible feeling. I was sick! Something was desperately wrong with me! Not just the pain I had been feeling, but something much, much worse! I tried to call out to my wife, but my voice wouldn't work. I fell out of the bed and managed to crawl upwards to a standing position using the dresser handles. As I stood there holding on to the dresser, suddenly...I was outside my body!

    I was standing behind myself. I could see the back of my own head. And that's weird, because usually you don't get to see that angle. I was looking at the curls that I have back there and my first thought was, "Geez, I need a haircut."

    Then, my body lost its hold on the dresser, fingernails scratching the top as the body collapsed heavily to the floor in a heap. It didn't even try to catch itself. I stood there shocked thinking, "Wow, that looked like it hurt!"

    Then I realized it...I was outside my body. The recognition was instant and hit me like a wave. Suddenly, I was afraid to move. I felt like I might pop myself like a soap bubble. I turned my "head" slowly to the left...the room was quiet. My wife was still in the bed, sleeping softly. A feeling washed over me. It was a feeling of calm and peace. I was so relieved, the pain of my body was completely gone, I thought, "Oh MAN, that feels so much BETTER!" (I hadn't truly realized just how much pain I had been in until it was lifted.)

    Then I saw them....

    They looked a lot like candle flames, larger at the bottom and tapering to a smaller and rounded top, but not flickering at all, just softly glowing a warm, white light. They were a little bigger than a football and were hovering all around the room at various heights.

    I kept scanning and noticed that they were also out on the lawn, and in the street. Through the trees, I could see that they were even on the next block. There were thousands of them! That's when I suddenly realized I was looking right through the wall! Now, you have to understand, this was not some hazy, out of focus vision. Everything was crystal clear. The details of the room were crisp, even more than normal; my sight seemed to have improved.

    I realized that these were people, and that they were my people. I wonder, "Why do I have so many people?" The answer came to me as a thought, "down the generations” I got it right away, a family goes back in time thousands of years, these were all my people from all time.

    For what seemed like an eternity, I stood there, feeling literally nothing, not hot or cold or anything, and drinking in the sensation of being free of the pain. I don't remember breathing, though. I wasn't hungry, thirsty, or anything else in fact. Funny thing that.

    The little candles flames did nothing however. They seemed to be waiting for something.
    But I still felt the love coming from them.

    I looked to my left slowly, to see my body huddled on the floor motionless. The next second there was a flash of light and BAM! I was back in my body. I was a little disoriented and it took a second for me to realized where I was, the angle was strange as I could see under the bed and the room was very dark again. I realized I was back in my body. My first thought was, "Damn! That DID hurt!" My body was aching in a hundred places from the fall and the pain had returned.

    My wife heard my moans and woke up. I told her to take me to the hospital and with great effort we managed to drag my body to the car and drive to the hospital.

    The doctors told me that I had had a "coronary incident" and that my heart had stopped beating for as much as two minutes. (I didn't suffer any brain damage, though, since I'm an avid swimmer, and can hold my breath easily for that amount of time.) Since I had technically "died", they decided there might actually be something wrong with me.

    They ran 300 blood tests, every one in the book. When they came back the answer was as clear as a bell...RA. Rheumatoid Arthritis, the worst kind. It's not just an inflammation of the joints; it's the exact opposite of AIDS and in the old days, every bit as lethal. My own white blood cells could no longer tell the difference between bad bacteria and my own tissues. They were literally eating me alive.

    Once they got to the internal organs, I suffered the heart attack. It was no problem after that, a dose of steroids, an autoimmune suppressor and I was literally dancing a jig (on atrophied muscles) by the end of the day.

    I'm back to normal now, a strapping, barrel-chested 230 lbs. I can swim, run a short distance, and I'm even hoping to ski again this year. But I'm changed in a big way. I really never took life for granted, I always knew that every day was precious, but now it's not an abstract concept to me. I smell the flowers. I ride my bike, I make sure to kiss my girl and tell her I love her every day. I made a tire swing for my grandchildren and I swing in it myself every chance I get.

    I was certainly never afraid of death, but it's different now. I find it of infinite comfort to know that you don't cease to exist when your body dies. I had faith before, but it's infinitely stronger now. God was very kind to me for some reason.

    I guess I still have something to do here!
    Awesome. I wish you many more years.

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    Re: Death

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    Hoppy... I'll post my story, take it for what it's worth.

    For a year, I was getting sicker. The doctors couldn't figure it out. I felt like I was filed with wet cement, I was getting stiffer and stiffer, and the pain was incredible. (They tell me now that it compares to childbirth) By the time the year was up, I literally couldn't walk. I had to use a cane and I could barely shuffle, and if I sat down, I couldn't get up. I was even beginning to have trouble focusing my eyes. Since I couldn't eat due to the pain, I had lost over 70 lbs. and looked like a Holocaust survivor. My friends told me I looked like a living skeleton.

    One night, about midnight, I woke with a terrible feeling. I was sick! Something was desperately wrong with me! Not just the pain I had been feeling, but something much, much worse! I tried to call out to my wife, but my voice wouldn't work. I fell out of the bed and managed to crawl upwards to a standing position using the dresser handles. As I stood there holding on to the dresser, suddenly...I was outside my body!

    I was standing behind myself. I could see the back of my own head. And that's weird, because usually you don't get to see that angle. I was looking at the curls that I have back there and my first thought was, "Geez, I need a haircut."

    Then, my body lost its hold on the dresser, fingernails scratching the top as the body collapsed heavily to the floor in a heap. It didn't even try to catch itself. I stood there shocked thinking, "Wow, that looked like it hurt!"

    Then I realized it...I was outside my body. The recognition was instant and hit me like a wave. Suddenly, I was afraid to move. I felt like I might pop myself like a soap bubble. I turned my "head" slowly to the left...the room was quiet. My wife was still in the bed, sleeping softly. A feeling washed over me. It was a feeling of calm and peace. I was so relieved, the pain of my body was completely gone, I thought, "Oh MAN, that feels so much BETTER!" (I hadn't truly realized just how much pain I had been in until it was lifted.)

    Then I saw them....

    They looked a lot like candle flames, larger at the bottom and tapering to a smaller and rounded top, but not flickering at all, just softly glowing a warm, white light. They were a little bigger than a football and were hovering all around the room at various heights.

    I kept scanning and noticed that they were also out on the lawn, and in the street. Through the trees, I could see that they were even on the next block. There were thousands of them! That's when I suddenly realized I was looking right through the wall! Now, you have to understand, this was not some hazy, out of focus vision. Everything was crystal clear. The details of the room were crisp, even more than normal; my sight seemed to have improved.

    I realized that these were people, and that they were my people. I wonder, "Why do I have so many people?" The answer came to me as a thought, "down the generations” I got it right away, a family goes back in time thousands of years, these were all my people from all time.

    For what seemed like an eternity, I stood there, feeling literally nothing, not hot or cold or anything, and drinking in the sensation of being free of the pain. I don't remember breathing, though. I wasn't hungry, thirsty, or anything else in fact. Funny thing that.

    The little candles flames did nothing however. They seemed to be waiting for something.
    But I still felt the love coming from them.

    I looked to my left slowly, to see my body huddled on the floor motionless. The next second there was a flash of light and BAM! I was back in my body. I was a little disoriented and it took a second for me to realized where I was, the angle was strange as I could see under the bed and the room was very dark again. I realized I was back in my body. My first thought was, "Damn! That DID hurt!" My body was aching in a hundred places from the fall and the pain had returned.

    My wife heard my moans and woke up. I told her to take me to the hospital and with great effort we managed to drag my body to the car and drive to the hospital.

    The doctors told me that I had had a "coronary incident" and that my heart had stopped beating for as much as two minutes. (I didn't suffer any brain damage, though, since I'm an avid swimmer, and can hold my breath easily for that amount of time.) Since I had technically "died", they decided there might actually be something wrong with me.

    They ran 300 blood tests, every one in the book. When they came back the answer was as clear as a bell...RA. Rheumatoid Arthritis, the worst kind. It's not just an inflammation of the joints; it's the exact opposite of AIDS and in the old days, every bit as lethal. My own white blood cells could no longer tell the difference between bad bacteria and my own tissues. They were literally eating me alive.

    Once they got to the internal organs, I suffered the heart attack. It was no problem after that, a dose of steroids, an autoimmune suppressor and I was literally dancing a jig (on atrophied muscles) by the end of the day.

    I'm back to normal now, a strapping, barrel-chested 230 lbs. I can swim, run a short distance, and I'm even hoping to ski again this year. But I'm changed in a big way. I really never took life for granted, I always knew that every day was precious, but now it's not an abstract concept to me. I smell the flowers. I ride my bike, I make sure to kiss my girl and tell her I love her every day. I made a tire swing for my grandchildren and I swing in it myself every chance I get.

    I was certainly never afraid of death, but it's different now. I find it of infinite comfort to know that you don't cease to exist when your body dies. I had faith before, but it's infinitely stronger now. God was very kind to me for some reason.

    I guess I still have something to do here!
    I can relate to a lot of things you've said Saint, "crystal clear" and "out of body experience" your experience is shared throughout the ages, the flame is the soul of Man/Woman and you to them would be a flame looking at yourself through Gods eyes.

    You should always share this story

    thanks for sharing today

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    At my age of 75 I am closer to dying than most of the FG membership, however from a statistical standpoint there will no doubt be younger members precede me.
    As a Secular Humanist I do not believe in an after life and have no fear of death. Having spent my 20's in the funeral business as a licensed embalmer and funeral director and witnessing hundreds of dead people was when I thought long and hard about death and dying and now that I am closer to that main event, only occasionally give it a thought. The funeral business gave me a bit of a different perspective on death than most people.

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    At my age of 75 I am closer to dying than most of the FG membership, however from a statistical standpoint there will no doubt be younger members precede me.
    As a Secular Humanist I do not believe in an after life and have no fear of death. Having spent my 20's in the funeral business as a licensed embalmer and funeral director and witnessing hundreds of dead people was when I thought long and hard about death and dying and now that I am closer to that main event, only occasionally give it a thought. The funeral business gave me a bit of a different perspective on death than most people.
    I can not help but think that there is more to life, I wonder if it's only the memory that we lose or leave behind while life itself will continue in someone new..

    Some religions try to take on this view but really I think the Egyptian deity"Thoth" or "Hermes" is the original source, without going into an history lesson the thought of an afterlife is very old.

    If you do not speak to a gravestone or communicate in some way to someone gone then i can imagine a none belief in the afterlife.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Lon View Post
    At my age of 75 I am closer to dying than most of the FG membership, however from a statistical standpoint there will no doubt be younger members precede me.
    As a Secular Humanist I do not believe in an after life and have no fear of death. Having spent my 20's in the funeral business as a licensed embalmer and funeral director and witnessing hundreds of dead people was when I thought long and hard about death and dying and now that I am closer to that main event, only occasionally give it a thought. The funeral business gave me a bit of a different perspective on death than most people.
    Yeah, Lon... But you only saw death from this side of the plane of reality. You never got to see the other side. It's like an interior decorator who lives in a house with no windows imagining that there is no city outside because he's never seen it.

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    Yeah, Lon... But you only saw death from this side of the plane of reality. You never got to see the other side. It's like an interior decorator who lives in a house with no windows imagining that there is no city outside because he's never seen it.
    That reminds me of Plato's "allegory of the cave"

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    Yeah, Lon... But you only saw death from this side of the plane of reality. You never got to see the other side. It's like an interior decorator who lives in a house with no windows imagining that there is no city outside because he's never seen it.


    You may be right, after all, I have never viewed dentistry from the standpoint of the TOOTH FAIRY, or Christmas from the standpoint of SANTA CLAUS, nor Easter from the perspective of the EASTER BUNNY.

    I have had considerable experiences with Spiritualist's that have endeavored to bring forth the OTHER SIDE and I remain unconvinced.

    I don't believe in re-incarnation either, but damn, I sure do like the idea.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Lon View Post
    You may be right, after all, I have never viewed dentistry from the standpoint of the TOOTH FAIRY, or Christmas from the standpoint of SANTA CLAUS, nor Easter from the perspective of the EASTER BUNNY.

    I have had considerable experiences with Spiritualist's that have endeavored to bring forth the OTHER SIDE and I remain unconvinced.

    I don't believe in re-incarnation either, but damn, I sure do like the idea.
    Lon, I can completely understand your skepticism. I used to be you. I'malso someone who believes in science, has engineering degrees, and needs to see for himself. so I certainly can understand your point of view.

    But...haven't you seen anything in your life that transcended scientific explanation? Coincidences that were billions to one? Even before I died I'd seen some things I couldn't explain.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Saint_ View Post
    Lon, I can completely understand your skepticism. I used to be you. I'malso someone who believes in science, has engineering degrees, and needs to see for himself. so I certainly can understand your point of view.

    But...haven't you seen anything in your life that transcended scientific explanation? Coincidences that were billions to one? Even before I died I'd seen some things I couldn't explain.
    I see lots I cannot explain - I put it down to my lack of understanding though, rather than assuming it must be an act of God.

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    No, I rarely think about it, I have a friend that is petrified to the point she often worries about it, she was raised a Catholic, I wonder if that's why she does worry
    Your friend is worried that she might go to hell. She is more worried about that than actually dying is my opinion.

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