06-20-2007, 12:00 AM
Quote:I could hear voices saying to me to "Remember" and "You have to let them know" and "You are being shown." There seemed to be many voices coming from different sources, but the underlying message was to pay attention to what I was going to see and I was suppose to remember. "DO NOT FORGET!" I began to think about my life and I wandered if it was going to be like my auntie used to tell me that our lives would be played back and we would be judged accordingly. But as I was thinking about it I could SEE all of the things I did throughout my life just as they happened but faster; showing the good, the bad, and the ugly. Everything I was proud of and every dirty little secret I kept hidden from everybody. But, there it was, only this time I felt remorse, fear, and shame for my indiscretions. I could understand very clearly that we all have negative things in our past, but became aware that we must account for all that we do.
I could see people below me at what felt like another level. I didn't feel as though I were floating above them, but just that I was at a higher viewing position, but my feet rested on air. I could see thousands and thousands, if not millions of people moving about aimlessly. Each person emitted strong feelings of foreboding, pain, and fear. "These are the lost," a voice told me. Then, as though it was reading my mind, "This IS real." I began to feel afraid. But even my fear paled compared to what I felt coming from the people. "What is waiting for me?" I wandered.
I could feel my intoxication level increase. "Drunker than you can ever imagine!" I was out of control. I wanted something, someone, to hold onto. I could hear laughing and giggling that seemed almost child-like. But, it carried an air of seduction. As though it wanted me to think it was something it wasn't. But, my drunkenness controlled my inhibitions. I felt a form come towards me that was not male or female; young or old; living or dead. I felt like it was mocking me each time it laughed.
It made me mad, but at the same time I was overcome with a strong desire to have sex with this being. Again it laughed. "You fucking ****!" It came closer. I began to caress it and kiss it. I felt even drunker, even more out of control. My mind was telling me this was ALL wrong. Everything I had been taught to be good and right was now not making any sense. When I looked down at the being I was REALLY SCARED!!!! My strong sexual desire was taking control even though I felt everything was wrong about this "person." Wrong age (it appeared very young - childish), wrong sex (I'm heterosexual), and wrong morally (it exuded evil). It seemed to feel my apprehension.
As it lay down and began spreading its legs it began to grow into a woman. Like none I had never seen! Very seductive and beautiful. She pulled me down with tremendous strength and kissed me hard on my neck and shoulder. Again she laughed! This time it was VERY intentional. I could feel the pain begin to return to my chest. I looked down. There was blood everywhere! The being began to bath in it! I felt something grab me. "Get out of here!" "What are you doing here?" I was surrounded by people tugging and pulling on me. "Why are you here?" I looked down and the woman was gone. In her place was a little girl who sat up and smiled at me. I felt like I was in real trouble; that I had done something wrong. Was I evil? The blood continued to flow. I frantically looked around for help. There was none. The people began pushing me away and yelling at me. "Remember to tell them."~ John's NDE
It appears that many of the NDEs are like forced scouting expeditions where selected people are given messages to return to the rest of us. Don Juan called these people "scouts" or "couriers" I think.
"The Reailty Is That You Will Die. The Uncertainty Is What Will Happen After That.."
I could see people below me at what felt like another level. I didn't feel as though I were floating above them, but just that I was at a higher viewing position, but my feet rested on air. I could see thousands and thousands, if not millions of people moving about aimlessly. Each person emitted strong feelings of foreboding, pain, and fear. "These are the lost," a voice told me. Then, as though it was reading my mind, "This IS real." I began to feel afraid. But even my fear paled compared to what I felt coming from the people. "What is waiting for me?" I wandered.
I could feel my intoxication level increase. "Drunker than you can ever imagine!" I was out of control. I wanted something, someone, to hold onto. I could hear laughing and giggling that seemed almost child-like. But, it carried an air of seduction. As though it wanted me to think it was something it wasn't. But, my drunkenness controlled my inhibitions. I felt a form come towards me that was not male or female; young or old; living or dead. I felt like it was mocking me each time it laughed.
It made me mad, but at the same time I was overcome with a strong desire to have sex with this being. Again it laughed. "You fucking ****!" It came closer. I began to caress it and kiss it. I felt even drunker, even more out of control. My mind was telling me this was ALL wrong. Everything I had been taught to be good and right was now not making any sense. When I looked down at the being I was REALLY SCARED!!!! My strong sexual desire was taking control even though I felt everything was wrong about this "person." Wrong age (it appeared very young - childish), wrong sex (I'm heterosexual), and wrong morally (it exuded evil). It seemed to feel my apprehension.
As it lay down and began spreading its legs it began to grow into a woman. Like none I had never seen! Very seductive and beautiful. She pulled me down with tremendous strength and kissed me hard on my neck and shoulder. Again she laughed! This time it was VERY intentional. I could feel the pain begin to return to my chest. I looked down. There was blood everywhere! The being began to bath in it! I felt something grab me. "Get out of here!" "What are you doing here?" I was surrounded by people tugging and pulling on me. "Why are you here?" I looked down and the woman was gone. In her place was a little girl who sat up and smiled at me. I felt like I was in real trouble; that I had done something wrong. Was I evil? The blood continued to flow. I frantically looked around for help. There was none. The people began pushing me away and yelling at me. "Remember to tell them."~ John's NDE
It appears that many of the NDEs are like forced scouting expeditions where selected people are given messages to return to the rest of us. Don Juan called these people "scouts" or "couriers" I think.
"The Reailty Is That You Will Die. The Uncertainty Is What Will Happen After That.."