I had an NDE, I saw a white portal and I was trying to go to it but I couldn't... however I know very well that it was nothing more than conditioned childhood imprints of the visual pictures of death and dying and heaven that we were all taught as children. It was simply morphine plus 104 fever plus the firing of relevant neural pathways given the situation. When people tell me that it just wasn't my time, I let them live that fantasy because it makes them feel good and fluffy that i confirmed that god opened the gates for me and told me to fight because he doesn't want me yet. It makes me feel special too, like I was spared because I have some unknown and secret special purpose here.
If people tell me that they have had an NDE where they met god I don't tell them I think its mental because it makes them happy. It just makes me feel very alone, like the world is nuts.
If people tell me that they have had an NDE where they met god I don't tell them I think its mental because it makes them happy. It just makes me feel very alone, like the world is nuts.
