My clinical death. The search for truth - Orthodox portal. “Be kinder so as not to suffer anymore, a person is born for good deeds. The bad guys don't go unpunished."

We tore the sky every night - we flew at great speed along the Moscow Ring Road, trying not to fly into a ditch. They tore the night with their moans somewhere in the forest zone. Then they died in each other's arms and after two hours they parted for a couple of days.

Silence lived in us these days - we were like two tigers, waiting for the next time to hunt, as if we were testing ourselves. With you, I became real, and you silently thanked me for it. I seem to have stopped thinking that "not having rights" is the norm in our underrelationships.

And then it happened again...
At home, the next night, the stopcocks broke and I was again left in hematomas, in drying blood on my collarbones, with tufts of hair and a torn chest. She packed her things and the child and went to the other end to her mother. Then she roared in a fit for a long time, trying to extinguish her desire to return back - home, but not to him. In the end, she didn't last.

Our best quality was the transformation into chameleons - we left one entrance as if we had not thrown off clothes from each other on the fifteenth floor forty-three minutes ago. We maneuvered in the stream of people, almost without touching each other, but at the same time we touched souls, sometimes it was even true.

The next morning, my bruises made themselves felt and you called, arranged a meeting. Before that, silence with you - a week. I don't die without you, I just lie down in the bottom of the tub every night, turn on the hot water faucet, and suffocate downstairs until I feel death on my fingertips. Then I come up sharply and try to breathe - without you - I know that every time I get better.

We wanted to drink coffee in stuffy July, but we didn’t succeed, but we went into backyards, into the shade, sat silently and looked at each other. Often it did not say anything in us - but only silence betrayed our feelings. You looked at my elbows, you looked at my open legs - summer, forty-degree heat, I managed to grab only a T-shirt and short shorts with me - in principle, only what I was wearing. You asked with your eyes if it hurt, and I just lowered my glasses over my eyes.

I'm still in a falling plane. The plane is still at its peak.
I still update statuses on the social network and still have no right.

Sometimes I want to give up and stop seeing you. Even in dreams.
It’s hard to know that she herself opened the door for you, she herself invited you to come inside and she herself offered to stay. You - remained. For how long - I do not know, but I am grateful to you for everything.

I know that you are still rushing at great speed to another - "to your own" - and there is something serious, not like ours - but I am "not her." She also has the song "He's my number one" in her car when you're together...

While I go to the bath and lie down on the bottom.
And the plane continues to fall in the peak mode.

The question “What is there, beyond the threshold of death?” worries people for a long time. Many publications are devoted to his research, the impressions of hundreds of people who survived clinical death and returned "from there" are described. The Polish artist Alicja Ziętek also visited “there”.

She spoke about this in the article "Easels", published in the magazine Nieznany Swiat. We present to your attention an abridged translation of this article.

My clinical death occurred during pregnancy. January 8, 1989 Around 10:00 pm, I began to bleed profusely. There was no pain, only severe weakness and chills. I realized that I was dying.

In the operating room, various devices were connected to me, and the anesthesiologist began to read their testimony aloud. Soon I began to suffocate and heard the doctor's words: - I'm losing contact with the patient, I don't feel her pulse, I need to save the child ... - The voices of those around me began to subside, their faces blurred, then darkness came ...

I found myself back in the operating room. But now I feel good, easy. Doctors fussed around the body lying on the table. Approached him. It was me lying. My split shocked me. There, on the table, I lay like a lifeless deck, and at the same time I was here - healthy, full of strength.

She could even float in the air. Miraculous healing? But why can't anyone see me?
I swam to the window. It was dark outside, and suddenly panic seized me, I felt that I must certainly attract the attention of doctors. I began to scream that I had already recovered, and that there was nothing more to be done with me - with that one. But they didn't see or hear me. I'm tired of the stress. rising higher, hung in the air.

Slowly my strength returned to me. I was sure that I was alive, because I had sight, smell, touch. I just didn't feel the heaviness of my body. Due to the unusual condition, I was seized by a strong
fear. I realized that since no one sees or hears me, it means that I have become different. But why? After all, I'm alive! So what happened to me?

Alienation from the mortal world

I tried to touch different objects - the sensations were the same. Decided to get in touch with people on the street. She floated out the window, rose above the street lamps and headed towards the village. She dropped to the ground and walked down the street. I saw a guy and a girl standing at the gate of the house. They held hands and talked. Went up to them. She looked into their eyes and walked around. No reaction. -What are you. Can't you see me?" I shouted loudly. Instead of answering, the guy attracted the girl to him, kissed him, and they parted.
I realized that there was some kind of barrier between me and the real world, and I was seized with a nervous tremor.
Loud voices were heard up ahead. I went to meet a flock of young people. Stopped a few steps away from them. Now they will stumble upon me ... And they passed through me, as if through empty space! I got really scared.

In desperation, I decided to return to the operating room. I tried to establish contact with the body, which no one had already dealt with. If it succeeded, I would enter into it, reunite with it. But the body did not respond to my attempts. I made sure I was in complete isolation.

I could see, hear and feel the world around me, but people from this world did not see, hear or feel me!

Visit to a beautiful country

A shining white beam appeared under the ceiling. He descended to me, not blind and not burning. I realized that the ray was calling to itself, promising liberation from isolation. Without thinking, she walked towards him.
I moved along the beam, as if to the top of an invisible mountain, feeling completely safe. Having reached the top, I saw a wonderful country, a harmony of bright and at the same time almost transparent colors that sparkled around. It cannot be described in words. I looked around with all my eyes, and everything that was around filled me with such admiration that I shouted: - God, what a beauty! I have to write all of this." I was seized with a burning desire to return to my former reality and display in the pictures everything that I saw here.

Thinking about it, I found myself back in the operating room. But this time she looked at her as if from the side, as if at the screen of a cinema. And the movie looked black and white. The contrast with the colorful landscapes of the wonderful country was striking, and I decided to go there again. The feeling of charm and admiration did not pass. And every now and then the question arose in my head: “So am I alive or not?” And I also feared that if I went too far into this unknown world, there would be no return. And at the same time, I really did not want to part with such a miracle.
However, the desire to quickly capture on canvas and show other people an amazing country arose with renewed vigor. At that moment, something stopped me (as if grabbing my neck from behind) and pushed me through a transparent bluish barrier. I went through it like it was jelly.

Now I was not looking at this heavenly beauty from the outside, I was in it! And in all eyes looked at every detail.

That's very close - you can get it with your hand - arched in an arc, like on Earth, a rainbow. And the colors are the same: blue, yellow, red. On Earth, a rainbow portends good weather. And here?

Conversation with the Holy Spirit

“You see the accumulation of basic energies of different strength and different action. Each of them manifests itself in its own color.

The words sounded distinctly in my mind, as if they were spoken by someone next to me.
I moved on. There was a sea of red tulips all around. I leaned over one and began to examine it. Amazing - we could mentally communicate with each other! And he told me about himself. I stopped at other flowers and they all spoke to me. Everyone, like people on Earth, had their own desires and problems. I was suddenly horrified that I was stepping on living beings. She looked down at her feet. But it turned out that I did not cause any harm to the flowers, my step became so easy. And I realized: everything is arranged like this. that all creations of nature are equally important, have the same value. As if as a reward for my understanding, a magnificent white robe suddenly appeared on me, and in my mind it sounded:

"Now you can choose your own path, which you will go further."

The blue space around gradually darkened, became deep blue. Suddenly, a blurry vision appeared nearby, similar in appearance to a person. It was the Holy Spirit, he radiated goodness, and his words sounded in my head:

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. Can you speak with me. If you want, ask me questions and I will answer
them. And if you wish to return to your world, tell me about it.

And we began our mental conversation. The Spirit became my confessor, shepherd, teacher and friend. I realized that he is the embodiment of genuine kindness.

I told him everything about myself, told him the deepest secrets, both good and bad. When I wanted to hide something from him, I immediately felt that he knew about it. And she was no longer afraid to reveal to him the darkest moments of her life. He did not condemn me, but explained, pointed out mistakes, taught me how to be critical of myself.

At some point, I unexpectedly for herself, she said:
“I don’t deserve to be in heaven, because I don’t go to masses in the church, although I am considered a Catholic.” And the Holy Spirit said:
“The church was built by people. If you believe in God, it is enough to sit on a roadside stone to pray to him.”
While talking, we flew through the endless expanses of space, bright dots flickered in the thick blue, but they did not sparkle and did not blind the eyes. I saw our Earth from above, it looked exactly like in the pictures taken from satellites - it was just as beautiful, multi-colored. And I asked: “Tell me, is the Earth threatened with death?” And he answered:

“Life on Earth, like on all other celestial bodies, has its own period of existence. But how long it will be depends on people. So far, people are destroying nature and destroying the Earth, and she is giving them a rebuff. However, the energy of the Earth during this confrontation is fading away.

Return

We were approaching a huge cloud of pink mist, I wanted to be inside it. But the Spirit stopped me. "Don't fly there, it's dangerous!" he warned. I suddenly became anxious, I felt some kind of threat and
I decided to return to my body. And found myself in a long dark tunnel. She flew over it alone, the Most Luminous Spirit was no longer around.

I opened my eyes. I saw doctors, a room with beds. I was on one of them. There were four people dressed in white around me. Raising my head, I asked:
"Where I am? And where is that beautiful country?

The doctors looked at each other, one smiled and stroked my head. I felt ashamed for my question, because they probably thought that I was not all right with my head.

So I survived clinical death and being out of my own body. Now I know that those who have gone through this are not mentally ill, but normal people. Without standing out from the rest, they returned "from there", having learned such feelings and experiences that do not fit into generally accepted concepts and ideas. And I also know that during that journey I acquired more knowledge, comprehended and understood more than in my entire previous life.

Translated from Polish by Vadim ILYIN
"Secrets of the XX century"

There is no tunnel and no light at the end either. And no one will invitingly wave their hand to you from heaven. When I died, I didn't even realize that I was dead. I was just walking and suddenly for a second it seemed to me that I blinked, but kept my eyes closed a little longer than I should.

And when I opened it, everything was the same, almost the same. The wind stopped, although before that it had blown in my face, the sun stopped warming, and the half-smoked cigarette disappeared from my fingers. For some reason, I turned back and saw that some eccentric was one letter ill and he was lying right on the spat-stained sidewalk without moving. Not wanting to look like a heartless creature in the eyes of people, I approached the man and already wanted to ask something about whether everything was fine.

Then my aunt came up and turned the body over, and I sat on my ass, because my face was mine, although very pale and with an abrasion on my chin, but mine. And I wasn't breathing. People mostly walked by, looking indifferently at my corpse, but some came up. Someone rang out was not too lazy to call an ambulance.

So, he lived for himself, lived, burned his life, and died. Outrageously simple. Wow, I got scared.

While I marveled that I still hadn’t fallen underground and that horned demons weren’t crucifying me on an inverted cross, they gave my corpse first aid, then a second, then finally a third, some mustachioed man even volunteered to give artificial respiration, but his reined in and he, disappointedly moving his mustache, disappeared in an unknown direction, mumbling something about homophobes.

An ambulance drove up and, famously driving right onto the sidewalk, spewed out a young girl from her sterile inside, damn it, the trainee is also for me, well, what the hell are you going to do with my corpse? You don't even know shit. However, the woman dexterously examined my corpse, looked into my cloudy eyes and, having told someone to throw me on a stretcher, went to open the door of the Gazelka.

Announcing the surroundings with the vile howl of a siren, Gazelle rushed at high speed to hell, understand which hospital. On the turns, the arm of my cadaver fell from my chest and limply hung, swaying in time with the Gazelle's maneuvers, and then the nurse carefully put her hand back in place. And I sat nearby and looked at the nurse, rolling with laughter, I'm pawing her boobs, and at least she doesn't smell anything, just as if by chance she straightens her robe of soft green color.

They arrived at the hospital quickly. They unloaded me and, pushing the stretcher at a run, dragged me to the hospital. I walked alongside, it is noteworthy that I did not need to run, I moved faster than them, without even trying to do so.

The stretcher was rolled into the ward and it became indifferent to me, one hell of a thing, he had already died. And knowing our Russian medicine - so finally there is no chance. I walked down the corridor, forward, backward. Boring. You don't even know what to do or where to go. And they said something: purgatory, hell, paradise, valgala, tartar. Fuck you all ... there is no this!

Once again, walking along the corridor, I bumped into some frail bespectacled man, who was staring blankly at a poster that said that our medicine, the most medical medicine of all medicines, be it wrong.

The bespectacled man looked at me. Oppa! Then he was amazed, looked at me over his glasses - and you too? No shit! Sees me. What are you doing? I'm nothing, I'm dead, I answer. A long time ago, right? Yes, 15 minutes have already passed, I say. And here I am from the operation, the doctor made up something, and I passed away. Well, it happens, I say. What shall we do? You have to wait. They'll probably come after us soon. Who say, will come something? What are you doing to me? Well, he says, 40 days will pass and they will undoubtedly come. In the meantime, we are supposed to take a walk. Then he looks at me and says: something I don’t like you. Damn, I answer, I also don’t like men very much, during my life I loved women more, I say. No, he says, look at yourself, you disappear. Ha, you're not dead yet! Those are unlucky, right now, straight into your corpse and you will go nuts in the darkness for another 30 years. In a coma until you die. Pip those! - I say, what kind of coma? Yes, everyone, by the way, saved you, he says. Maybe we'll meet again. Come on, bye bye.

And then again, your mother blinked as if. I open my eyes, I'm lying in some kind of a dressing gown, on a shkonar in the ward, and next to me is a doctor. Oh, woke up, he says. You, he says, were born in a shirt, stayed in clinical death for almost 10 minutes and nothing, got out. Have you seen the light? I wanted to tell him about this world and all its tunnels, but weakness overcame me. Okay, he says, sleep, lie down with us some more.

And I fell asleep, having had time to think before that that if I wake up, I will have to stir up with that nurse or whoever she is, who put my almost dead hand on a stretcher in an ambulance. Darkness enveloped me, sleep, sleep, sleep.

This is how I remember my clinical, but clinical, death.

Once again, having gone over the Internet, I found the following story and a video of an eyewitness. I quote:

"Most recently, I experienced clinical death. I was really dead. I actually went where many will go forever. This event radically changed my life, I became different, the world has lost meaning for me, I live by Jesus Christ and pain in my heart from the fact that I am not able to convey to all people the fullness of that horror, the depth of those torments that a sinner endures in hell. The most terrible thing for a believer is to feel his powerlessness in saving the dying and going to an incomparable eternal death, full of suffering, pain, despair and tears. Always remember death - never forget that your hour will come very soon. But you don’t need to be afraid of death - you need to be ready for it. And fix yourself, for your own good, the next is the grave - a storage chamber for your worldly affairs.Come to a fresh grave and understand for yourself that this is your result, and your flesh, which does not allow your spirit to live worthy, will live in this grave, absolutely alone with the worms... "

I ask you to read the comment after watching the video, otherwise it will not be entirely clear what I am writing about.

Criticism: in my opinion, the story is so feigned that in many parts of it you want to smile. It's like a new wave of sermons that's flooding the internet right now. Apparently in collusion and work here. But be that as it may, there are many such facts and we will not get too excited - let it be so, as described in the video. What happened is death with a return back. This is a normal and ordinary way out of the body, but with such a fright that this guy did, it’s not small things, although in theory he shouldn’t, but because his body was supposed to “paralyze”, but oh well.

After separation from the physical body, the boy got into the lower layers of the astral plane, and he got there because spirituality is absolute zero.

Not enough books to read, as he says. Reading them does not provide protection from everything. Life is given to us in order to constantly, until death, work on ourselves in the direction of creation, goodness and Love, but God, as we all know, is Love. It is difficult, but necessary, and therefore, due to the lack of these spiritual properties, the boy instantly fell into the very bottom of the astral plane and there is nothing surprising here. By the way, stoners, drug addicts, and less often alcoholics, often get there without any curses, evil eye or damage.

The woman who made them a tattoo on the body is just great. She set up the boy perfectly, although there were no curses - there was just a psychic attack that dramatically changed his worldview. What do they say in the army? It doesn’t reach through the head, - it reaches through the legs - run a march throw, didn’t it reach? Dig trenches with a spoon. That is exactly what happened.

But you can’t swear - it’s very disgusting and sinful, because we don’t understand what we swear by. An oath is something that can later lead to suicide.

You need to do everything to the best of your ability and be as truthful as possible, but not truthful for yourself, because we will always find excuses for ourselves and will always consider ourselves truthful, but by justice putting ourselves in the place of another person, the one with whom you are dealing even without all kinds of oaths, because the devil automatically intercepts the oath, and he will find a way so that it is not fulfilled, and sooner or later you will have to pay for it.

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