There was a low murmuring all around me, as if I were in the midst of a huge group of grumbling people. I had a purpose to fulfill and I could come back after I completed it. The voice repeated that it wasn't my time.
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I wanted to stay because I felt so full of joy and so peaceful. The figure in the light told me through what I now know to be mental telepathy that I must go back, that it was not time for me to come here. 'Here,' the thought occurred to me, 'are assembled the important books of the universe'. In several of the rooms, hooded figures bent over intricate charts and diagrams, or sat at the controls of elaborate consoles flickering with lights.I gazed into rooms lined floor to ceiling with documents on parchment, clay, leather, metal and paper.
Through open doors I glimpsed at enormous rooms filled with complex equipment. Everyone I saw, looking back on it, fit perfectly into my understanding of what that person looked like at their best during their lives - Pam Reynolds, clinically dead for one hour. I don't know if it was reality or projection but I would know my grandmother, the sound of her, anytime, anywhere. I can smell him, feel him, hear his breathing and sense his great joy at being with me again - Bryce Bond. Racing toward me is a dog I once had, a black poodle named Pepe. If you took a tornado and stretched it out straight, it would be similar to that - Tom Sawyer in 1978, an excerpt from his book, What Tom Sawyer Learned From Dying.’ It was very vast, as opposed to small and confining, and was anywhere from a thousand feet to a thousand miles wide. This darkness took the shape of a tunnel. There’s no way to prove any of it, just yet. I scoured the internet to find a few tales of people returning from the afterlife and I’d advise you to read them with a pinch of salt, because they’re not proven. Also, speaking biologically, our brain is working at its highest when met with a near death experience which in turn could put the individual into a state of lucid dreaming, which feels all the more real. Skeptics have often said that the reason many people witness such ‘hallucinations’ is that we have been fed these visuals since time immemorial. Several stories after having being investigated have been proven false too, but our curious minds still enjoy them. Most of these stories come from people who were patients of a serious injury or were being resuscitated by medical professionals. However, like every unexplained phenomena in our world of chaos, there are many people who claim to have visited afterlife. One might argue that there is no solid evidence to support the existence of these two worlds.
While some might believe in their existence and the fact that we get to go to one of these, others might feel they’re largely fantasies woven in folklore that remain unsubstantiated by science. Popular literature and visual depictions at religious shrines around the world have often spoken of hell and heaven. But where does our soul go? These are questions which a lot of us might think about, every now and then. What happens after we die? Physically we are exhumed or buried, some even turn into trees if given a green burial.