We joke about it, actually. I woke up, and my husband is sure I am dead. I can't see, so I am crawling on my hands and knees behind the couch, where he is sitting, wailing :Whoo Hiit Myyy Heeaaad? WHOOO HIIIT MYYY HEEEEAAAD?" He almost had a heart attack, because h looks for my reflection in the sliding glass door and there is nothing there, he turns and looks over his shoulder, nothing! I am still wailing, he stands and looks over into the bedroom and my body is gone. I have come up behind him and as he's spinning around he falls over me.
Not really, "Near Death" I guess... but I was working in a pizza delivery shop. I had just turned 21 and we were supposed to go out drinking, my boss and I (we were the only ones working) and I went to pick up a friend a couple blocks down the road. When I came back, someone had come in and shot him, I was gone for like 5 minutes. I'm under the impression they had waited until I left before going in, but you never know. Anyone could have guessed what would have happened had I waited 5 minutes.
I think date rape drugs are a sign of a broken society. Think about it, you have gotten so low you have to drug someone so you can comfortably rape them without all the screaming and scratching. What kind of sick perverted individual comes up with that idea?
I am sorry Fluffy, did you see the lights everyone talks about?
The closest I was to death was when I was turning left and my truck lost control because of a lot of gravel in the road....fish tailed and came very close to wrapping the truck around a pole. but thankfully it didn't, went in between two poles and slammed into another car driving that car three spaces then stopped...
I had an experience of which I can't describe in a public forum. Maybe I'll do a hub later, but... whatever
Anyway I got to a point of accepting my death and then I lost consciousness. When I woke up I felt. well, I didn't feel the joyous grateful to be alive and enjoy every minute thing. I never have gotten past that acceptance of it.
I'm not sure if that is a bad thing or a good thing
Yep! carcked it on the theatre table during a 5 hour cancer op. White light and all. I should have died a lot more often than that racing motorcycles, but the good ole sub-conscious took over and put me in slow-mo. that's when everything slows down until you regain control of the bike. A very weird experience that I have had many times. It really is a bit like time travel!
I have. I was ill one evening, having a colitis attact, and my blood pressure plummeted. I literally died for a few seconds, although it seemed longer than a few seconds to me. I literally, or my soul...
Each person have experiences unique to him. Variations of human experiences are as many as there are people in this whole world and this is a very good reason why any sensible person should respect every other person...