Stories of those who have been to Hell
Most often, after clinical death, people remember something pleasant: extraterrestrial light, communication with benevolent beings, a feeling of happiness.
But, sometimes there are stories that describe a terrible place full of suffering and despair, i.e. hell.
Clinical death Assistant engineer Thomas Welch from Oregon stumbled and fell from a height, hitting the rungs of the scaffolding, into the water while working on a future sawmill. This was seen by several people, and a search was immediately organized. About an hour later he was found and brought back to life. But, the soul of Thomas in this period of time was far from the place of the tragedy. Having fallen from the bridges, he unexpectedly found himself near a huge fiery ocean.
This sight struck him, inspired horror and reverence. A lake of fire stretched around him and occupied all space, it seethed and rumbled. There was no one in it, and Thomas himself watched him from the side. But, around, not in the lake itself, but next to it, there were quite a lot of people. Thomas even recognized one of those present, although he did not speak to him. They once studied together, but he died as a child from cancer. The people around were in some kind of thoughtfulness, as if they were confused, puzzled by the spectacle of a terrible lake of fire, next to which they found themselves. Thomas himself realized that together with them he was in a prison from which there was no way out. He thought that if he had known in advance about the existence of such a place, he would have tried during his lifetime to do everything in his power not to return here. As soon as these thoughts flashed through his head, Jesus himself appeared before him. Thomas was delighted, because he believed that he would help him get out of there, but he did not dare to ask for help. Jesus passed by without paying any attention to him, but before leaving, he turned and looked at him. This look returned Thomas' soul to his body. He heard the voices of people nearby, and then he was able to open his eyes and speak.
This case was described in the book Moritz S. Roolings "Beyond the threshold of death." There you can also read a few more stories about how, during clinical death, souls ended up in hell.
Another patient started severe pain due to inflammation of the pancreas. He was given medication, but they did not help much, he lost consciousness. At that moment, he began to leave through a long tunnel, surprised that he did not touch his feet, moved as if floating in space. This place was very similar to a dungeon or a cave, filled with eerie sounds and smells of decay. He forgot part of what he saw, but villains emerged in his memory, whose appearance was only half human. They spoke their own language and mimicked each other. In despair, the dying man exclaimed: "Jesus, save me!" Immediately a Man in shining white robes appeared and looked at him. He felt an indication that it was necessary to live differently. The man didn't remember anything else. Perhaps consciousness did not want to keep in memory all the horrors that he saw there.
Kenneth E. Hagin, who became a minister after a near-death experience, described his visions and experiences in the booklet My Testimony.
April 21, 1933 his heart stopped beating and his soul separated from his body. She began to descend lower and lower until the light of the earth completely disappeared. At the very end, he found himself in pitch darkness, absolute blackness, where he could not even see the hand raised to his eyes. The further he descended, the more hot and stuffy the space around him became. Then he found himself in front of the road to the underworld, where the lights of hell were visible. A fiery sphere with white crests was approaching him, which began to attract him to itself. The soul did not want to go, but could not resist, because. attracted like iron to a magnet. Kenneth was engulfed in heat. He ended up at the bottom of the hole. There was a creature next to him. At first he paid no attention to him, fascinated by the picture of hell spread out before him, but, this creature put a hand between his elbow and shoulder to guide him to hell itself. At that moment, a voice was heard, the voice of God himself. The future priest did not understand the words, but he felt his strength and power: “His voice resounded throughout this accursed place, shaking it like that; like the wind shakes the leaves. At that moment, his companion loosened his grip, and some force pulled him up. He found himself in his room and slipped into his body the same way he had come out, through his mouth. The grandmother with whom he spoke, waking up, admitted that she thought he was already dead.
There are descriptions of hell in Orthodox books. One man, tormented by an illness, prayed to God to deliver him from suffering. The angel sent by him suggested to the sufferer that instead of one year on earth, spend 3 hours in hell in order to cleanse his soul. He agreed. But, as it turned out, in vain. It was the most disgusting place that can be imagined. Everywhere there was crowding, darkness, spirits of malice hovered, the cries of sinners were heard, there was only suffering. The patient's soul experienced inexpressible fear and languor, but no one responded to his cries for help except for the infernal echo and the bubbling of the flame. It seemed to him that he was there for an eternity, although the Angel who visited him explained that only an hour had passed. The sufferer begged to be taken away from this terrible place, and was released, after which he patiently endured his illness.
According to the ideas of the church, hell is the place where the souls of the dead are distant from God, sinners are tormented by remorse and unsatisfied passions, so weeping and gnashing of teeth are constantly heard there. The same needs that a person had on earth will torment even more in the underworld, and will not be satisfied. A drug addict will have eternal withdrawal, a drunkard will have a hangover, a smoker will have a craving for tobacco, a glutton will suffer without food, and a fornicator will suffer from the desires of the flesh. But, oddly enough, hell was not created for punishment. It turns out that for a sinful soul, being close to God is also a kind of torture, because. she, immersed in darkness, cannot rejoice in light and grace.
Pictures of hell are scary and unattractive, but they give a reason to think about a lot, to reconsider your attitude to life, to your desires and goals.
Journey to the next world
Clinical death "Once I had a heart attack. I suddenly found that I was in a black vacuum, and I realized that I had left my physical body. I knew I was dying and I thought, "God, I wouldn't live like this if I knew what was going to happen now. Please help me." And immediately I began to come out of this blackness and saw something pale gray, and I continued to move, to slide in this space. Then I saw a gray tunnel and went towards it. It seemed to me that I was not moving towards it as fast as I would like, because I realized that by moving closer, I could see something through it. Behind this tunnel I saw people. They looked the same as on the ground. There I saw something that could be mistaken for mood pictures.
Everything was permeated with an amazing light: life-giving, golden yellow, warm and soft, completely different from the light that we see on earth. As I got closer, I felt like I was going through a tunnel. It was an amazing, joyful feeling. On human language there are simply no words to describe it. Only my time to cross this fog has probably not yet come. Right in front of me, I saw my uncle Carl, who died many years ago. He blocked my way, say: "Go back, your work on earth is not finished yet. Now go back." I didn't want to go, but I had no choice, so I returned to my body. And again I felt that terrible pain in my chest and heard my little son crying and shouting: "God, bring mommy back!".
“I saw them lift my body and pull it out from under the steering, I felt like I was being dragged through some kind of limited space, something like a funnel. It was dark and black, and I quickly moved through this funnel back to my body. When I was "infused" back, it seemed to me that this "infusion" began from the head, as if I was entering from the head. I did not feel that I could somehow reason about it, there was not even time to think. Before that, I was a few yards from my body, and all of a sudden everything took a reverse course. I did not even have time to figure out what was wrong, I was "poured" into my body. "
"I was taken to the hospital in a critical condition. They said that I would not survive, they invited my relatives because I should die soon. The relatives entered and surrounded my bed. At the moment the doctor thought that I had died, my relatives became distant to me, as if Clinical Death, they began to move away from me. It really looked as if I was not moving away from them, but they began to move further and further away from me. It was getting darker, and, nevertheless, I saw Then I lost consciousness and couldn't see what was going on in the ward. seams. I began to enter this tunnel, moving forward. It was as dark as it gets dark. I moved down through it. Then I looked ahead and saw a beautiful polished door without any handles. From under the edges of the door I saw very bright light. Its rays came out in such a way that it was clear that everyone there, behind the door, was very happy. These beams kept moving and rotating. It seemed that there, behind the door, everyone was terribly busy. I looked at all this and said: "Lord, here I am. If you want, take me!" But the owner brought me back, and so quickly that it took my breath away."
"I heard how the doctors said that I had died. And then I felt how I began to fall or, as it were, to swim through some kind of blackness, some kind of closed space. Words cannot describe it. Everything was very black, and only in the distance I could see this light. Very, very bright light, but at first small. It got bigger as I got closer to it. I tried to get closer to this light, because I felt that it was Christ. I longed to get there. It's not I was afraid. It was more or less pleasant. As a Christian, I immediately associated this light with Christ, who said: "I am the light of the world." I said to myself: "If this is so, if I must die, I know what awaits me in end, there, in this light."
"I got up and went to another room to pour something to drink, and at that very moment, as they later told me, I had a perforation of the appendix, I felt very weak and fell. Then everything seemed to float strongly, and I felt the vibration of my rushing from the body, and heard beautiful music. I floated around the room and then through the door I was transported to the veranda. And there it seemed to me that some kind of cloud began to gather around me through the pink mist. And then I floated past through the partition, as as if it were not there at all, towards a transparent clear light.
It was beautiful, so brilliant, so radiant, but it didn't blind me at all. It was an unearthly light. I did not really see anyone in this light, and yet there was a special individuality in her ... It was the light of absolute understanding and perfect love. In my mind I heard: "Do you love me?" It wasn't put in the form of a specific question, but I think the meaning could be expressed like this: "If you really love me, come back and finish what you started in your life." And all the while, I felt surrounded by all-consuming love and compassion."
The phenomenon of post-mortem visions in people who were in a state of clinical death is not denied by anyone. The question is in the interpretation of the nature of these visions. The president of the French Tantalogical Association, Louis-Vincent Thomas, believes that both fanatical mystics who are trying to use the OBC phenomenon to propagate their ideas and those who simply reduce the phenomenon to hallucinations are wrong. Most of the patients interviewed by Moody are religious people, usually Christians. Their existential experience seems to testify to the unconditional existence of God and to the fact that our soul is immortal. Dr. Karlis Osis, who collected data on 3800 patients who were on the verge of death, notes that believers have visions more often than non-believers. At the same time, obvious elements of Buddhism are woven into the Christian experience of the "returnees".
However, Moody, as a conscientious researcher, also considers other explanations for OVS, dividing them into three types: supernatural, natural (scientific), and psychological. I have already spoken about the supernatural. As scientific, Moody offers pharmacological, physiological, and neurological explanations. Let's consider them in order.
*Moody, however, is forced to point out that his RVO patients described their experiences in terms that are only analogies or metaphors. Due to the different nature of the “other world”, these sensations cannot be adequately conveyed.
The story of a four year old boy
This amazing real mystical story happened seven years ago. During family vacation in Colorado. Colton Burpo, 4, has a burst appendix. As the doctors said, peritonitis has begun and the child's condition is critical. The operation was very difficult, even the doctors did not strongly believe in a successful outcome.
His parents Todd and Sonya constantly prayed, asking the Lord for the health of their son. It was theirs only child, a year before the birth of Corlton, Sonya had a miscarriage, then heartbroken Mother doctors said that it was a girl. Some time after the operation, waking up, the son told them an amazing, real full of mysticism history.
In his story, he told why the angel is dreaming. At first, for some time, he watched as if from the side of praying parents, and then found himself in an incredibly beautiful place. The first person he met there was his unborn sister. She explained to him that this amazing place is called paradise, that she does not have a name, since her parents did not give her one. The boy then said that he met his great-grandfather, who died more than 30 years before the birth of Corlton. Grandpa was young, and not the way the boy remembered in the photographs recent years life.
The child said that he saw Jesus, who took him on his lap, about the incredibly beautiful streets of gold, and what struck him most of all was that the inhabitants of this city have wings and can fly. There is never night, and the sky plays with all the colors of the rainbow. Each inhabitant has an incredible glow above their heads and they dress in long white robes with multi-colored ribbons.
The leading designer of OKB "Impulse" Vladimir Efremov died suddenly. He coughed, sank down on the sofa and fell silent. Relatives at first did not understand that a terrible thing had happened.
We thought we were sitting down to rest. Natalia was the first to come out of her stupor. She touched her brother on the shoulder.
Volodya, what's wrong with you?
Yefremov collapsed helplessly on his side. Natalya tried to feel for a pulse. The heart didn't beat! She began to do artificial respiration, but her brother was not breathing.
Natalya, herself a physician, knew that the chances of salvation were decreasing every minute. Tried to "start" the heart, massaging the breasts. The eighth minute was drawing to a close when her palms felt a slight push back. The heart turned on. Vladimir Grigorievich breathed on his own.
Alive! hugged his sister. - We thought you were dead. That's all, the end!
There is no end, - whispered Vladimir Grigorievich. - There is also life. But different. Better...
Vladimir Grigorievich wrote down the experience during clinical death in all details. His testimonies are priceless. This is the first Scientific research afterlife a scientist who himself experienced death. Vladimir Grigorievich published his observations in the journal Scientific and Technical Bulletin of the St. Petersburg State technical university”, and then spoke about them at a scientific congress.
His report on the afterlife became a sensation.
It's impossible to imagine this! - said Professor Anatoly Smirnov, head of the International Club of Scientists.
The reputation of Vladimir Efremov in scientific circles is impeccable.
He is an expert in the field artificial intelligence, for a long time worked in OKB "Impulse". Participated in the launch of Gagarin, contributed to the development of the latest missile systems. Four times his research team received the State Prize.
Before his clinical death, he considered himself an absolute atheist, - says Vladimir Grigorievich. - I trusted only the facts. He considered all discussions about the afterlife to be a religious intoxication. To be honest, I did not think about death then. There were so many cases in the service that even in ten lives it would not be cleared up. Then there was no time to be treated - my heart was naughty, chronic bronchitis tortured me, other ailments annoyed me.
On March 12, at the house of my sister, Natalia Grigorievna, I had a coughing fit. I felt like I was suffocating. The lungs did not obey me, tried to take a breath - and could not! The body became wadded, the heart stopped. The last air came out of his lungs with wheezing and foam. The thought flashed through my brain that this was the last second of my life.
But for some reason, consciousness did not turn off. Suddenly there was a feeling of extraordinary lightness. Nothing hurt me anymore - neither my throat, nor my heart, nor my stomach. I felt so comfortable only as a child. I did not feel my body and did not see it. But with me were all my feelings and memories. I was flying somewhere along a giant pipe. The feeling of flying was familiar - this had happened before in a dream. Mentally tried to slow down the flight, change its direction. Happened! There was no horror or fear. Only bliss. I tried to analyze what was going on. Conclusions came instantly. The world you are in exists. I think, therefore I also exist. And my thinking has the property of causality, since it can change the direction and speed of my flight.
Everything was fresh, bright and interesting, - Vladimir Grigoryevich continues his story. - My consciousness worked completely differently than before. It encompassed everything at once at the same time, neither time nor distance existed for it. I admired the surroundings. It was like it was rolled up into a tube. I did not see the sun, everywhere an even light, not casting shadows. Some inhomogeneous structures resembling a relief are visible on the walls of the pipe. It was impossible to determine which was up and which was down.
I tried to memorize the area over which I flew. It looked like some kind of mountains.
The landscape was remembered without any difficulty, the volume of my memory was truly bottomless. I tried to return to the place over which I had already flown, mentally imagining it. Everything came out! It was like teleportation.
TV
A crazy thought came, - Efremov continues his story. To what extent can you influence the world? And is it possible to return to your past life? Mentally imagined the old broken TV from his apartment. And I saw him from all sides at once. Somehow I knew everything about him. How and where was it designed. He knew where the ore was mined, from which the metals that were used in the construction were smelted. He knew what steelmaker did it. I knew that he was married, that he had problems with his mother-in-law. I saw everything related to this TV globally, realizing every little thing. And he knew exactly which part was faulty. Then, when they resuscitated me, I changed that T-350 transistor and the TV started working ...
There was a sense of the omnipotence of thought. For two years our design bureau struggled to solve the most difficult task related to cruise missiles. And suddenly, having presented this design, I saw the problem in all its versatility. And the solution algorithm arose by itself.
Then I wrote it down and IMPLEMENTED ...
The realization that he was not alone in the next world came to Efremov gradually.
My communication with environment gradually lost its one-sided character, - says Vladimir Grigorievich. - To the formulated question, the answer appeared in my mind. At first, such answers were perceived as a natural result of reflection. But the information coming to me began to go beyond the limits of the knowledge that I had during my lifetime. The knowledge gained in this tube was many times greater than my previous baggage!
I realized that I was being guided by Someone omnipresent, without boundaries. And He has unlimited possibilities, is omnipotent and full of love. This invisible, but tangible subject of my whole being did everything not to frighten me. I realized that it was He who showed me the phenomena and problems in the whole causal relationship. I did not see Him, but I felt it sharply, sharply. And I knew it was God...
Suddenly I noticed that something was bothering me. I was dragged outside like a carrot from a garden. Didn't want to go back, everything was fine. Everything flashed, and I saw my sister. She was frightened, and I beamed with delight ...
Comparison
Efremov in his scientific papers described the afterlife with the help of mathematical and physical terms. In this article, we decided to try to do without complex concepts and formulas.
Vladimir Grigoryevich, what can you compare the world to which you ended up after death?
Any comparison will be invalid. The processes there do not proceed linearly, as we do, they are not extended in time. They go at the same time and in all directions. Objects "in the next world" are presented in the form of information blocks, the content of which determines their location and properties. Everyone and everything is with each other in a causal relationship. Objects and properties are enclosed in a single global information structure, in which everything goes according to the laws set by the leading subject - that is, God. He is subject to the appearance, change or removal of any objects, properties, processes, including the passage of time.
How free is a person, his consciousness, soul there in his actions?
A person, as a source of information, can also influence objects in the sphere accessible to him. At my will, the relief of the “pipe” changed, and terrestrial objects appeared.
It looks like the movies "Solaris" and "The Matrix"...
And to the giant computer game. But both worlds, ours and the afterlife, are real. They constantly interact with each other, although they are isolated from one another, and together with the controlling subject - God - form a global intellectual system.
Our world is simpler to comprehend, it has a rigid frame of constants that ensure the inviolability of the laws of nature, time acts as the beginning connecting events.
In the afterlife, there are either no constants at all, or there are much fewer of them than in ours, and they can change. The basis for building that world is information formations containing the totality of known and still unknown properties. material objects in the complete absence of the objects themselves. So, as on Earth it happens in the conditions of computer simulation. I understood - a person sees there what he wants to see. Therefore descriptions afterlife death survivors are different. The righteous sees heaven, the sinner sees hell...
For me, death was an indescribable joy, incomparable to anything on Earth. Even love for a woman compared to what she experienced there is nothing....
Vladimir Grigorievich read Holy Scripture after his resurrection. And he found confirmation of his posthumous experience and his thoughts about the information essence of the world.
The Gospel of John says that “in the beginning was the Word,” Efremov quotes the Bible. - And the Word was with God, and the Word was God. It was in the beginning with God. Everything came into being through Him, and without Him nothing came into being that came into being.” Isn't this a hint that in Scripture the "word" means some kind of global informational essence, which includes the all-encompassing content of everything?
Efremov put his posthumous experience into practice. He brought the key to many complex tasks that have to be solved in earthly life from there.
The thinking of all people has the property of causality, - says Vladimir Grigorievich. - But few people know about it. In order not to harm yourself and others, you need to follow the religious norms of life. The holy books are dictated by the Creator, they are safety precautions for humanity...
Vladimir Efremov: “Death is not terrible for me now. I know it's a door to another world."
A radiant light at the end of the tunnel, a feeling of joy and hope - all this was seen and experienced by people who survived cardiac arrest. They told British doctors about their impressions.
The sensational recognition by researchers from Southampton of the reality of post-mortem experiences that do not depend on the activity of the brain excited medical science around the world. What happens to a person after a cardiac arrest? What signs should be used to determine the death of a person? What is brain death? There is no single answer.
Elisabeth Kübler-Ross, author of Interviews with the Dying, was the first physician to publish back in 1969 the stories of the “returned from the dead”. At the same time, she noticed that there were many similarities in these stories: separation from her own body, flight through a tunnel, joyful approach to the light. The same experience was described by Raymond Moody in his book Life After Death, which was published in 1975 and became a bestseller. Both of these researchers are unanimous in assessing the impressions of dying patients: death is always beautiful.
Other conclusions were reached by the German sociologist Hubert Knoblauch, who outlined his observations and research in the book “News from the Other World. Myths and Reality of Clinical Death” (1999). Over the course of several years, he interviewed more than two thousand people who had the sad experience of near-death experience. Slightly more than four percent were able to recall some visions and sensations experienced by them after they lost consciousness. But with all his desire, Knoblauch did not find in these stories anything resembling a "beautiful death." The experiences of people were so different and individual that, according to the sociologist, it is even impossible to generalize them. Nor were they always pleasant: 60 percent of East Germans and 30 percent of their western compatriots suffered greatly - they went to hell!
Knoblauch believes that visions at the moment of cardiac arrest depend on the mentality of a person, on all his previous life experience and, ultimately, on the culture of the society in which he lived his life: “The whole structure of the “other world” that a person meets in the moment of dying, this is undoubtedly a reflection of "this light" known to him.
Scientists have not yet been able to figure out how visions and sensations arise after cardiac arrest and cessation of blood supply to the brain. None of the hypotheses provides a satisfactory explanation for these enigmatic stories. In the early 1990s, scientists focused on trying to prove that “post-mortem impressions” are the result of residual brain activity, that is, its reaction to abnormal concentrations of oxygen and carbon dioxide.
So, for example, in the Virchow clinic in 1994, experiments were carried out with healthy volunteers who were asked to breathe quickly and deeply in order to lose consciousness. Voluntary "martyrs of science" experienced about the same thing as patients in a state of clinical death. They "parted" with their mortal body and saw, as in the frames of a movie, the events of their own past life.
However, according to Dr. Sam Parnia, director of research at Southampton, insufficient oxygen to the brain could not be the cause of his patients' visions. In seven examined patients, who spoke about typical experiences at the moment of clinical death, the oxygen concentration was even higher than in those who did not feel or see anything.
Calling an incomprehensible phenomenon hallucinations would also be wrong. “All of these patients were able to recall and recount their experiences very accurately,” emphasizes Dr. Parnia. “That doesn’t happen with hallucinations.” It also eliminates the side effects of certain drugs and elevated carbon dioxide levels.
Perhaps such an amazing effect is exerted by some narcotic substances produced by the human body itself. Many dying people talk about the all-consuming feeling of happiness and peace of people who happened to experience situations associated with extreme stress of all the forces of the body (for example, sinking and swimming out of last strength), as well as in extreme athletes, a special hormone is released in the brain, which causes a feeling of pleasure and helps to fight and survive in a deadly situation.
American scientist Bruce Grayson of the University of Virginia found out for sure that people who have experienced "post-mortem experiences" are not mentally ill. Observing his patients, he became convinced that the change in consciousness associated with such a difficult event as clinical death does not lead to morbid states of the psyche.
Do the stories of people who have returned from the other world prove that there is life after death? modern science the answer is probably yes. It is necessary to continue observations and experiments, although we may not know the exact answer until our death.
Among the problems associated with clinical death, there is also the question of when, in fact, one should consider man dead? After the heart has stopped, and the biocurrents of the brain are not recorded? If this is a sign of brain death, then such a person can be harvested for transplantation.
In former years, the bodies were kept for three days until the undoubted external signs body death. The so-called cadaveric spots appear about half an hour or an hour after the cessation of blood circulation. Rigor mortis occurs in 4-12 hours.
Such a concept as "brain death" did not exist before, it appeared relatively recently. After the world's first human heart transplant by the surgeon Christian Bernard, many media, expressing the point of view of a significant part of society, demanded that he be put on trial on charges of murder. When such operations also began to be carried out in the United States of America, a special commission at Harvard medical school In 1968, she renamed her near-death coma "brain death."
This definition is now under sharp criticism. “Transplant surgeons are always sure (although in fact they cannot know this) that a patient diagnosed with brain death is really dead, because his brain has stopped working and he no longer feels anything,” writes Richard Fuchs in his book “Business with death. In Defense of a Dignified Death (2001). Even doctors who specialize in organ transplants admit that people who have been diagnosed with brain death may feel pain and may perceive reality in some way. After all, no one can guarantee that donors whose organs are cut out for transplantation do not feel anything. But on the other hand, there are cases when people regained consciousness after many years of coma and talked about various visions and sounds that reached them while they were unconscious.
Eric Melnikov
Since childhood (now I am 25 years old) I was attracted by the unknown and mystical. For about five years, I somehow secret knowledge I was sure of the existence of UFOs, ghosts, brownies.
And it didn't scare me at all. When I was 13 years old, I "met" ours. He dragged chocolates from the closet, rustled in the refrigerator, wandered around the house at night. Since I went to bed later than everyone else, all suspicions fell on me. My parents and sister did not believe me, they even laughed. True, until the dishes began to disappear. Our Kuzka returned the kitchen utensils in a way that was incomprehensible to us: in the morning, when we woke up and went out to the kitchen, all the lost items ended up on the table. This went on for three weeks. We even got used to it. And then everything went quiet.
But what happened to me in the summer of 2008, I can't explain and, to be honest, I don't try.
This happened to me in a dream. At first I heard a smooth pleasant male voice, which for some reason seemed to me insanely familiar and dear. He seemed to whisper something to me, and I realized that I should go with him.
Immediately episode: a long white street. Not even white, but the color of wet chalk. Wide, as if lined with something like a cobblestone pavement, but it is not stone or metal. Walking the road is easy. I caught myself thinking that I was not walking, but floating, but the sound of steps was distinctly heard in my head: mine and my companion.
On both sides of the road sidewalks and one-story houses, the rows of which are broken only by intersections. All one color. Even the sky. No, it's more of a dome that looks like matte white polyethylene. My companion walks beside me and says something to me. But I do not understand the meaning of the words - I am all in thought. I want to remember everything in detail, and I dare to look into his face. With an effort I turn my head to the right - and my gaze rests on the silvery rectangular badge of his belt. He is more than half a meter taller than me! (my height is 160 cm). I see his trousers and part of his jacket, all the colors of their sky.
I don't feel like talking, and I raise my eyes to the "sky" again. "Where is the sun?" - the thought slips. “Are you dark or cold? The sun is too far away,” he seemed to answer my thought. Indeed, it was warm there: a pleasant and caressing warmth. For some reason it reminded me of my mother's hands. And the light was there, but its source was not visible, however, as well as the shadow. And yet, after what he said, I panicked. "The sun is too far away - then where am I?!" But he didn't answer me. Calmness came as suddenly as panic appeared.
I looked around again: a wide long street, low houses-barracks, a sky without sun. "Here there is not even street lamps, I thought. "Look to the left," came the reply. I looked there: a street lamp, however, does not burn. "Here's your lantern. Is it really that important to you?" his voice sounded in my head. I didn't know what to answer. He was damn right.
In the end, I liked it there. Apparently, catching me on this thought, he began to persuade me to stay. He says that people often come here, that soon many will come to live here. And I really want to stay! But suddenly I remember my relatives, my husband, my little daughter and refuse. At that moment, a female, slightly rough voice sounds in my head: “Leave her. Her time will come. She just doesn't understand." And again the male: “You will return home. But soon you will have to settle here, and you will be able to take with you whoever you want.”
I woke up. That morning I felt such overwhelming joy, such delight as I had never felt before! Strength and energy have increased in me, it has become freer to breathe, as if a large stone has been removed from my shoulders.
Then I forgot about the strange dream. But soon everything returned. I came across a book by A. Priyma "News from the other world." The writer cited a number of testimonies of people who visited a certain city of Kuili, far from solar system planet. After reading what these people said under hypnosis, I felt both joy and horror at the same time: they were telling what I saw in a dream! But even now I don't know if I can trust myself. Maybe everything I saw was just a figment of my imagination? To be honest, I'm afraid that I really was there. After all, it is not clear why many should soon come to live on a distant planet, and what will happen to our loved ones and children if my guide did not lie and the chosen ones come there? Some solid questions...
Near-death experiences (NDEs) are common. Studies have shown: 4% of German and American citizens reported a similar experience. It turns out that near-death experiences were experienced by one in 25 people, and in general - more than 9 million Americans. But if you haven't heard about NDE from your friends or relatives, don't be surprised. A person tends to keep such memories to himself, as he is wary of being considered abnormal. Researchers have shared startling details of many thousands of NDEs. I recommend that those who wish to read the stories of the respondents in all their diversity, in order to get a more complete impression. In what follows, I will elaborate on what I mean by near-death experiences. I will not cite the memoirs “who returned from the other world” in their entirety - they can be easily found in many other works. Instead, I've pieced together passages from many of the messages taken from NDE research and my own personal conversations to form a kind of collage—a condensed, coherent story. Please note that most respondents have experienced many elements of the NDE, but not all. For example, some leave their bodies, see how the doctors are trying to revive them, talk to several deceased relatives, and then return to their bodies without flying through the tunnel to the being of light. Notice also that most of them have difficulty putting their experiences into words. Apparently, there are simply no sufficiently close analogies in earthly life.
So, before you are a few testimonies of eyewitnesses who have been "on the other side of life."
“My whole life appeared before me in the form of a panoramic, three-dimensional image, and all events were judged by the standards of good and evil; I understood all causes and effects. And all the time I not only watched what was happening from my point of view, but also knew the thoughts of all the participants in certain events, as if they were transferred to me. This means that I saw not only what I did or thought, but even how my thoughts and actions influenced others. It was as if an all-seeing eye had opened in me. And I also realized that the most important thing is love. I cannot say how long the review of my life and penetration into its essence continued; probably quite a long time, because I managed to see all the events. At the same time, it seemed to me that only a fraction of a second had passed, because I saw everything at the same time. Time and distance seemed to cease to exist.”
“I had never heard of near-death experiences before, and had never been interested in paranormal activity and things like that."
“Suddenly, I realized that I was hovering over the operating table and watching how people in white coats fussed over what was lying on the table. human body. Then it dawned on me that the body was my own. And I also heard the doctor say: I must have died. (He later confirmed that he had said this, and was very surprised that I heard everything. So I warned them to be careful with their expressions during operations.)”
"I was there. I was on the other side. It cannot be described in human words. Our words are too limited to give an idea."
“Everything was real, real – as real as I am now, when I sit opposite you and talk to you. And nothing will convince me otherwise.”
“I didn't have to think; I knew everything. I could go through everything. I immediately understood: there is neither time nor space here.
"I saw the most dazzling colors, which were all the more amazing because I'm colorblind."
“The pain is gone and I feel so good! I did not feel anything but peace, comfort, lightness. It seemed to me that all my troubles were gone. I have never been so calm. Never before have I felt so happy. Everything was so wonderful that I can hardly describe it.
“I was seized by a feeling of peace that I had never known on earth ... An all-consuming feeling of love washed over me, not an earthly feeling with which I was quite familiar, but something else that cannot be expressed in words. I saw beauty beyond words. I looked at the majestic landscape, beautiful flowers and trees whose names I don't know. They seemed to be very far away from me, several hundred miles away, and at the same time I saw everything down to the smallest detail. Everything was far and close at the same time. All items were voluminous and a thousand times more beautiful than the places where I go on vacation in the spring.
"I was surrounded by lovers all the time supernatural beings Sveta".
“I got the impression that this is a completely different dimension. And if something was missing there, then our earthly concept of time.
"Everything was permeated with indescribable love."
"The knowledge and thoughts that passed through me were clear and pure."
"I met Mr. van der G., father best friend my parents. After I woke up, I told my parents about the meeting, and they replied that while I was in a coma, Mr. van der G. died and was buried. I had no way of knowing about his death."
“I saw both a dead grandmother and a man who looked at me lovingly, although I did not know him. Ten years later, on my deathbed, my mother confessed that I was born out of wedlock… My mother showed me a photograph. She had the same unknown man, which I saw more than 10 years ago.
“I flew through this black vacuum at top speed. Perhaps it can be compared to a tunnel. The darkness was so deep and impenetrable that I could see absolutely nothing; but I experienced the most wonderful, most carefree feeling that you can imagine.
“I saw a bright light, and on the way there I heard wonderful music and admired bright colors who had never seen before. The light... was like I had never seen before; it is different from everything we are used to, for example, from sunlight. It was white, extraordinarily bright, and yet one could look at it without difficulty without squinting. It is the pinnacle, the culmination of all things. Energy, especially love, warmth, beauty. I immersed myself in a feeling of boundless love.”
“... from the moment the light spoke to me, I felt really good - I understood that I was completely safe and surrounded by love. The love that emanated from him cannot be imagined or described. It was so wonderful with him! Plus, he has a sense of humor! I really, really didn't want to leave this creature."
“It became clear to me why I got cancer. And most importantly, why did I come into this world. What role did all the members of my family play in my life, where is the place of each of us in the common great plan and in general - what is the meaning of life. The clarity and insight that came to me in that state simply cannot be described.”
“I wanted to stay there ... and yet I returned. Back to the pain, to the deafening screams and slaps of the doctor. I'm beside myself with rage, just beside myself! From that moment on, the real struggle began to live my life inside my body, with all the limitations that fettered me then ... But later I realized that in fact that feeling was a blessing, because now I know that the mind and body separate and what is. My worldview has undergone a radical transformation.”
Later, when examining their NDEs from all angles, people who have experienced them immediately dismiss the assumption that what they saw was a vivid dream or hallucination. They believe they really have. That is why they are reluctant to share their memories with doctors and even with friends and family. It would be easy to say: “You have no idea what miracles I dreamed during the operation! Everything was like reality! Would you like to listen?" But they can't say that.
They believe that everything was real deed that their experience is more than just a dream. They don't like themselves. An event happened to them that radically changed their lives, but they are afraid that no one will believe them. Not knowing about the prevalence of such phenomena, they keep their memories to themselves or carefully tell about them to the closest people, kindred spirits.
Van Lommel conducted follow-up interviews with NDE patients 2 years and 8 years after the event. And everyone said that their life has changed dramatically. In this respect, they differed from control patients who had had a heart attack but without NDE. Patients who have experienced near-death experiences no longer fear death, realizing that the most basic thing in life is love. They tend to gravitate towards professions aimed at helping people and show more empathy and compassion.
Besides, material values no longer play for them like this important role. Therefore, it is sometimes uncomfortable for them to live in the earthly, material world, where it is not customary to put spiritual values in the first place.
