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It happened to me more than once. The first time was actually silly when I look back on it. I used to play sports on weekends from morning to night. The first time with a NDE was when I played basketball over a 12 or 15 hour [forgot] stretch. With one group in the morning, another in the afternoon, and another into the night – full court, lots of running. Felt fine, but very exhausted, until my heart gave out later. I was very fast and always running. Never thought about over-doing it back then, that was for old people.
There is a lot of stuff I left out of my essay. The initial experience. How it felt to look down on my body and feel happy I wasn’t trapped by it anymore. How it felt to see for the first time empty space was something else. I was able to look at objects in the room and see them receding backwards in time Stretching backwards into time. Noticing the future was more fuzzy, breaking into different paths, new senses of a sort. I felt THOUGHTS supporting REALITY, but not like the fragile ones which occupy our minds, a deeper type of THOUGHT. I could see THE ESSENCE OF THOUGHT, how it couldn’t be worn down by time [another thought-relationship]. I remember thinking how it was so obvious now that only something like it could endure eternity without wearing away. These underlying THOUGHT STRUCTURES construct REALITY. SOULS were what PURPOSE was really all about. I looked into the fabric of what was, down into the smallest parts, seeing it floated off NOTHING. And looking around me, all around me, into what seemed outer space, sensing the pulsing of an infinite mind conjuring it all up. I also noticed my soul was attached to something much bigger than what I thought I was, going back into what I fully was [don’t ask]. I was into the white light, but rudely felt my death had come too early by accident, I was pushed bad. I struggled to remain, but couldn’t force it against whatever it was, I really was, and the others I sensed around me who were watching.
Somehow I was able to sense beings who were so advanced they could walk the spiritual and physical worlds at the same time. And what now seems strange to me, but not then, they had an ability to re-structure the physical laws of any physical body they occupied so they could adjust to different universes with different physical laws.
I saw at the bottom of all reality was NOTHINGNESS. But what was, was always growing and new places were always being created. And the creation was always working/creating. Reality will always grow. Spirits follow it.
Another time I saw where I would be buried someday, zoomed into the ground where my body [this one] would be, expecting to see just dark dirt underground, I did, but then I zoomed through the body into the white light, I was thinking with same clarity and control you have when you’re awake, no different than what I have now as I’m writing this. The WHITENESS was so super white and it felt so good. I saw something like/was my own soul looking at me in amusement, remembering the experience from a backward perspective. Time doesn’t run the same in the white light as it does here.
Another time when I went into the white light, I heard conversation in my mind that my genes were too strong, my body would survive. That I wouldn’t be able to remain.
The first time I experienced the white light, it was many years before I wrote MAYBE – when I knew I couldn’t stay – no matter what. I sensed anger with me when I wanted to stay in the white light.
The last time was after. And I felt that MAYBE was somehow a good part of what I was supposed to do. But not all of it. Not yet. The anger was a lot less.
At the bottom I felt all spirits/souls came from the same source. Some are just further along the journey. But since the journey never really ends, where you are in life doesn’t really matter in the long run, just to those around you and how you effect them during a moment. Like Jesus advised, let the future take care of itself. Souls return to take care of their own times. The far future will have their souls to cope with its problems. Except today for the first time, before we become too mature or stable to not do it, we’re in position to self-destruct as a species. We have the weapons to destroy the human race. This time is more critical than most. For human souls that is.
Many who read this will have a difficult time with the imagery put forth in these experiences. But having seen some of these thoughts in my experiences all I can say is WOW. Don’t try to analyze, just enjoy.
© 2007 – 2019, Lekatt. All rights reserved.
Picture a large room with a table set in the middle. The table has an object upon it, a black box. There is no writing or nary a mark of any kind that can be seen on the box. This box seems to be about 12 inches in height, width, and depth. It can’t be approached closer than 12 feet or touched or moved in any way due to the nature of this puzzle. Upon the discovery of this box, scientists are called in to determine its contents and reason for being there. They mull around the table observing the box from every angle. Using their critical thinking, and past experiences with boxes of all colors, each scientist puts forth an hypothesis of what the box contains and what its purpose might be. There is discussion as to whose thoughts seem the most rational given the circumstances. Finally after days of critical thought, discussion, and wrangling, a theory is formed. Most of the scientists agree with the theory that the black box is a recording device that has been misplaced, but there are one or two that don’t agree with this theory. A press conference is called and the theory announced: “the black box is a misplaced recording device.” The next day after the announcement a janitor wanders into the room to clean the floor and empty the trash baskets. He notices the black box, but not the nature of the puzzle. Walking up to the box, he picked it up, and turned it over revealing the label of the contents, it was a basketball, addressed to the owner of the building.
The moral here is no amount of critical thinking, hypothesizing, or theorizing will ever be as good as personal experience. Getting up close and personal is the path to knowledge of all things. Near death experiences are the reports of individuals who have experienced them. Lived them, saw them, felt them. and understood them. There are thousands of NDEs posted on the web. Skeptics would have us believe all these thousands of individuals are either lying, having illusions, dissociating (whatever that means), or are just ignorant and irresponsible. That they are not intelligent enough to know what they saw, felt, and heard. That only people like skeptics, who have never had an experience know more about NDEs than those that actually experienced them. For science to call all personal experience “anecdotal” and therefor unreliable is a joke on science. Especially when scientists use their own personal experience every day, because they have too, there is no substitute for personal experience. The general public understands better than science the importance personal experience. Seventy-four percent of the general public believe that near death experiences are real. But the final kicker is in the reading of them. Anyone who reads, studies, and learns about NDEs know that it would be impossible for them to have happened locally in the brain.
Now the reason for this post is to show life continues after death. If you would like to read some NDEs you can find them here: A collection of NDEs.
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Experience is the thing you have left when everything else is gone.
© 2007 – 2018, Lekatt. All rights reserved.
Physical reality is not really a distraction, but a plane of existence we are now experiencing. Picture yourself standing on the edge of two dimensions. Looking out we see the physical and looking in we see the spiritual. When we move our focus off the physical through meditation or other practices that focus the mind, we can experience the spiritual.
I will never recommend using drugs to accomplish this due to several things. Drugs have harmful side effects to the body. One never knows how the drug experience will go, some are good and some bad, and then there is the addiction problem. There is really no shortcut to spiritual growth. One must walk the path, and the path can be long, but when the goal is accomplished there is a great feeling of peace, truth, and love that lasts forever. Something no drug will ever give you.
© 2007 – 2019, Lekatt. All rights reserved.
Your beliefs, thoughts, and expectations create your future. They can give you a happy, peaceful existence, or turn your life into a living hell. It is important you examine the “what and why” of your beliefs concerning everything you come into contact with during your physical life.
We have proof of this in the form of the placebo effect.
The American Heritage Dictionary defines placebo effect as:
NOUN: The beneficial effect in a patient following a particular treatment that arises from the patient’s expectations concerning the treatment rather than from the treatment itself.
Mark Twain said: “Some people think they can, and some think they can’t. Both are correct.”
So, if you are waiting around for someone to find a cure for unhappiness. You might want to examine your beliefs and expectations in the light of truth, and logic while you are waiting.
© 2007 – 2009, Lekatt. All rights reserved.
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