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Have you ever been close to death?
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Have you ever been close to death and how did it happen? Do you remember how you felt?
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Have you ever been close to death and how did it happen? Do you remember how you felt?
Search feature works well ....
http://www.lushstories.com/forum/yaf_postst14103_Neardeath-experiences.aspx
ok. sorry. next time I will be more careful
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Well "being close to death" and "near death experiences" are not the same thing. I spent the last few months with both my parents as they died from cancer so yes I watched them slowly die. My father spent many years working for the United Nations and I was with him when we witnessed three young girls shot before our very eyes. I have also seen people die from poverty, literally dead on the street. How does it make you feel? Well it depends on the death. For my parents it is just a sense of loss. For the young girls it is with me to this day and I won't get into the politics because people in North America are largely ignorant and brainwashed, but yes it makes you fucking angry and leads to a certain degree of hatred actually. As to large scale poverty, corruption and starvation? Well it makes you frustrated I guess at the political impotence of the wealthy western world. Occasionally an artist, a true artist, can grasp human tragedy and turn it into art. David Eggers did that with his novel "What is the What" which is a wonderful narrative tracing the lost boys of Darfur. Dickens in his day was highly political and his novels are largely social commentary. This I guess is the most authentic response to death.
First funeral I attended was at age 5, in Greek, very traditional experience, the body is laid on a table in the house the living resided in. The casket is then brought into the home and extended family and well wishers gather once the body is laid in the casket en route to the church.
Feelings; scared, peaceful, love, confusion, all mystery gone. The absence of mystery I think is key. You know what it is subjectively. Some will hope for an after life, some remember what they were. Remembering what they were and their effect on you is true immortality. If your life and remembrance of your character are remembered and carried on in any of those gathered, then a piece of you continues, and in my mind, only in that way. Active, alive, and honoured.
Not sure what you're looking for, but "death" has faced me and others around me. As is probably the case with many around you herein. Be more specific if your looking for a muse, or some solace.
You'll get it, many good people in this little neck of the internet woods.
Feelings; scared, peaceful, love, confusion, all mystery gone. The absence of mystery I think is key. You know what it is subjectively. Some will hope for an after life, some remember what they were. Remembering what they were and their effect on you is true immortality. If your life and remembrance of your character are remembered and carried on in any of those gathered, then a piece of you continues, and in my mind, only in that way. Active, alive, and honoured.
Not sure what you're looking for, but "death" has faced me and others around me. As is probably the case with many around you herein. Be more specific if your looking for a muse, or some solace.
You'll get it, many good people in this little neck of the internet woods.
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Well "being close to death" and "near death experiences" are not the same thing. I spent the last few months with both my parents as they died from cancer so yes I watched them slowly die. My father spent many years working for the United Nations and I was with him when we witnessed three young girls shot before our very eyes. I have also seen people die from poverty, literally dead on the street. How does it make you feel? Well it depends on the death. For my parents it is just a sense of loss. For the young girls it is with me to this day and I won't get into the politics because people in North America are largely ignorant and brainwashed, but yes it makes you fucking angry and leads to a certain degree of hatred actually. As to large scale poverty, corruption and starvation? Well it makes you frustrated I guess at the political impotence of the wealthy western world. Occasionally an artist, a true artist, can grasp human tragedy and turn it into art. David Eggers did that with his novel "What is the What" which is a wonderful narrative tracing the lost boys of Darfur. Dickens in his day was highly political and his novels are largely social commentary. This I guess is the most authentic response to death.
You know it might not be such a wise idea to slam a whole Continent of people when they make up a rather large portion of the populace of a website you happen to be on.
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yeah i have it was a incredibly close call to death with a head on car crash i was fairly young sitting in the front seat and i was able to get the driver to pull swiftly to the left to avoid it. the car travelling towards us didnt have their headlights on and had over taken a number of vehicles, unfortunately an innocent commuter was killed not long afterwards. so how did i feel? at the time i was literally very relaxed and calm, i felt as if i was spiritually in the backseat ... but wait the story gets better the other driver that caused the mayhem turned out to be my 1st cousin.
i was mad at him for causing such pain to not only my uncle and family but to the other person family and their loss of a son, brother, cousin, uncle, husband and father. i reckon i had delayed shock days later. how was able to identify that it was my cousin car? i got the number plate and description of vehicle so when i caught up with his sister the next day i described it to a T. have never felt that calm since perhaps thats what my transition from life to death will be like when it happens for real.
i was mad at him for causing such pain to not only my uncle and family but to the other person family and their loss of a son, brother, cousin, uncle, husband and father. i reckon i had delayed shock days later. how was able to identify that it was my cousin car? i got the number plate and description of vehicle so when i caught up with his sister the next day i described it to a T. have never felt that calm since perhaps thats what my transition from life to death will be like when it happens for real.
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Doctors, metal health experts say you keep those trauma inducing parts out of memory as part of a self-defense mechanism. So, no on that one, except for that cliche slow motion thing.
Doctors, metal health experts say you keep those trauma inducing parts out of memory as part of a self-defense mechanism. So, no on that one, except for that cliche slow motion thing.
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Close to death as in "*&^*& death is right in front of me thing" nope.
But the possibility of dying (earlier than most) was smacked into my face a year ago. It's scary and yes, makes you think of a thousand what if's and make you ask why me? Those and a thousand other thoughts run through your head all jumbled up, some gets sorted some are lost in limbo.
But the possibility of dying (earlier than most) was smacked into my face a year ago. It's scary and yes, makes you think of a thousand what if's and make you ask why me? Those and a thousand other thoughts run through your head all jumbled up, some gets sorted some are lost in limbo.
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