I remember once meeting a heroin addict who had actually OD'd. He was dead for a good 20 seconds before the medics hit the critical spot in his heart and recusitated him. He recalled the whole experience vividly, being in darkness and seeing just a small circular hole of light. He said all he could feel was this insatiable urge for the light. A desire compelling and rapturous swelled through him for the light. Then he started heading towards it, the light growing in size rapidly until it engulfed him and he was resucitated, brought back from the dead.
It sounds cliche'd, but the intensity in which he told the story, I believe him. (plus people who knew him backed up the story) I was totally blown away with it the whole time I was thinking "wow, I'm talking to a zombie!" (living dead)
What do you think happens after we die?
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I remember once meeting a heroin addict who had actually OD'd. He was dead for a good 20 seconds before the medics hit the critical spot in his heart and recusitated him. He recalled the whole experience vividly, being in darkness and seeing just a small circular hole of light. He said all he could feel was this insatiable urge for the light. A desire compelling and rapturous swelled through him for the light. Then he started heading towards it, the light growing in size rapidly until it engulfed him and he was resucitated, brought back from the dead.
It sounds cliche'd, but the intensity in which he told the story, I believe him. (plus people who knew him backed up the story) I was totally blown away with it the whole time I was thinking "wow, I'm talking to a zombie!" (living dead)