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Originally Posted by Mikal  My IDE was a little like being fully conscious in the twilight zone..I did not get a sense that this presence was me..but was a presence with me...I felt large hands on my back from shoulder to shoulder as I was rapidly pushed down that spiralling tunnel of swirling light and dark. I do remember that as this experience transpired I had no memory of my life, earth or my family. I was I could only say hyper-conscious in those moments but I am baffled by the fact that although my physical body lay back here with my daughter, my body has some kind of memory of what occurred...strange stuff!! |
There was a short story I read many years ago of a man suffering in cancer who had a Chinese fellow come in to his death bed and give opium balls to smoke away the pain. It was in an Australian setting, mid last century or earlier. As the man was in these dream states he came out of them to start describing a life he was living under the influence. He started to record the events of being a young baby boy growing up in a family and even named them and where they were.
The interesting thing of this story which ended with his death was that his family put in print the record made with a foot note that after he had died they went to the place where he described and there was such a boy just born to a family of the same name he had recorded and in the years it took to print the story all the events he had described came true.
now that is strange .
Peace! Graham