What happens to us after death? Is there a paradise, Valhalla, is there reincarnation, or will we simply rot in the earth? To your attention is invited to several stories of the lucky ones who visited on the banks of the Styx River and who managed to avoid meeting with death. The motorcycle on July 4 of last year I almost died. flew out from your motorcycle head first: pneumothorax happened, as the clavicle pierced the upper part of the lung. There on the sidelines I lay on the road and died. At this time, I felt like falling in some kind of dark pool. Everything around me was black and our world the real world was rapidly declining. It felt like I fell into the abyss. Sounds could be heard somewhere far away. Strange but my soul was calm: the pain was gone, and the world just sailed by. 
Photos from open sources Before my eyes there were different scenes from of my past and images of people close to me, friends, family. Then I woke up … It seemed to me that in this state I spent several hours, but actually only a couple of minutes passed. You know this chance taught me to appreciate the present. It’s hard to describe what actually It happens: there is no excitement or struggle for life. You you just don’t understand what is happening. Feel like something is coming not so, but what exactly – you don’t understand. Some kind of unnatural, illusory. The moment you wake up is like when in the morning in a dream it seems like you woke up, brushed your teeth, made the bed and already had a cup of coffee when you suddenly wake up really wonder why you’re still in bed? After all a second ago you drank your coffee, and now, it turns out, wallow in bed … It’s hard to see if in the real world you woke up this time. Heroin About 2 years ago I died … and was dead 8 minutes. It all happened due to an overdose of heroin. Yes it was clinical death. Be that as it may, it was both scary and pleasant feeling at the same time. I don’t seem to care complete calm and indifference to everything. My heart was beating very quickly, the whole body was covered with perspiration, everything was as if in slow motion. The last thing I remember before to lose consciousness is the cry of an ambulance guy: “We are losing him.” After that, I sighed one last time and disconnected. 
Photos from open sources I woke up already in the hospital several hours later, my head was spinning a lot. I could not think clearly and walk, everything floated before my eyes. This went on until the next. of the day. In general, this experience was not so terrible, but to survive it I would not wish anyone. And by the way, I no longer use heroin. it it feels like you’re slowly falling into a dream. All in very bright and extremely saturated colors. It seems like this the dream lasts for hours, although when I woke up, only 3 minutes passed. what was in this “dream” I don’t remember, but I felt boundless calm, and my heart was even joyful. When I woke up, for a few seconds it seemed to me like in the midst of a screaming crowd, although there was nobody in the room did not have. After the vision began to return. This was happening gradually, you know, like on old TVs: first darkness it snows around, and then everything becomes a little clearer and brighter. Body from the neck down was paralyzed, and suddenly I began to feel how gradually the ability to move began to return to me: first arms, then legs, and then the whole body. It was hard for me navigate in space. It was hard to remember that happened to me. I could not understand who all these people surrounding me at that moment, who am I myself? After 5 minutes everything returned to square one. There was only a terrible headache. Diabetes My little brother has type 1 diabetes. When he was only 10, at night he had a hypoglycemic shock. I remember how woke up from the fact that 6 doctors are running up the stairs, and later there was a cry: “He stopped breathing. There is no pulse!” They loaded him to the ambulance, and already in the hospital my parents were told what a miracle it is that they were able to reanimate him along the way. IN at the hospital, I asked my brother how he felt when he was “there.” AND this is what he replied to me: “The sound seemed to increase, getting louder and louder when suddenly, he suddenly died down and it seemed to carry me, as if through the water pipes of our water park. Only there was no one nearby. And we go to the water park when I getting better? ”
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