(a)

As the effect of the drug deepens, the last bit of light begins to extinguish in the heart area. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info The claws of death finally broke through the wall, grabbed the heart, and caused it to melt.

All borders are crumbling. The truth of the ruins began to emerge in the midst of the prosperity everywhere.

Something has entered your consciousness at all levels and is beginning to take away all perception.

Consciousness is as incomplete as a piece of the wind, fragmented, and then begins to separate and dissipate.

At this time, you can feel that there are many kinds of souls living on your body, and you can even count them clearly. But nothing can be said.

I started to feel out of breath. Begin to feel hemiplegia of breathing.

Exhalation becomes fast and long, as if there is a huge thrust at the moment, but the inhalation becomes obstructive.

I opened my mouth wide and my nostrils moved, but the oxygen was still filtered through thousands of layers, and bit by bit through the Maginot Line, it seeped in occasionally. It is green and yellow, and its successor is weak, and it is about to be cut off.

I kept exhaling but couldn't inhale it.

The lungs contracted and almost burst with suffocation. The eye continues to roll upwards, and it goes strongly upward into the depths of the eyelids, as if to pass through the barrier of the bones and retract into the depths of the brain. I feel a sharp pain in the tearing of the eyeball and surrounding tissues.

When the eyeballs turned up to the point where they couldn't be turned any further, suddenly, a holographic 3D movie was screened. All the memories of this life are unfolding in all directions of me at the same time in an instant. Everything I remembered, what I didn't remember, suddenly came to me and relived in an instant. I saw the rocks in the middle of the Blackwater River, you in a red tracksuit, the movie theater where you hallucinated when you were a child, the mosque with the green dome, the face of your mother, the grass under the courtyard wall, the small yellow wildflowers, the golden snow-capped mountains of Bossan, the endless lavender and rape flowers....... After this unprecedentedly spectacular holographic moment passed, all illusions dissipated without a trace, and the former world was completely closed to me.

Just when the world of the past was completely cut off from me, I felt an unprecedented sense of confusion. Huge loss, reluctant nostalgia, confusion ahead, and wandering panic. Helpless. I don't know where I came from or where I went. No one is waiting. No one cares. There is no connection, and the universe is in the void.

When this confusion and confusion reached its extreme, the door of another world opened to me. And a different picture came to mind. It's so clear, not only real but rich. It enveloped me in a moment, and convinced me at once, just as the world had once convinced me.

I heard that different people will see different worlds at this time.

The mind is a mirror in this world, and in the last moments of death, on the edge of other worlds, its function remains the same. What you see at this time depends on the reflection of your own mind. You will see your heart as it is.

If your heart is soft and warm, full of goodness, you will see beautiful scenery and light everywhere that you have never seen before, you will see all the light and kind faces, and you will see some creatures that you have never seen before, with an aura, coming to meet you.

If your heart is desolate, rough, hard, and dark, you will see something to do with it.

I saw Bossan first, then you. Serene countenance, bright eyes, open arms, familiar expressions. You welcome me in Bosan. You walk through Bosan towards me.

I suddenly felt no attachment to that past world. I started to love this place from the bottom of my heart.

I felt the light coming from all over the place. I felt a strong desire to stay and never go anywhere else.

(b)

However, the rule of the universe is that it is always changing. So, I can't never go somewhere else.

Just as you were about to approach me, to embrace me, the flames began to rise. You begin to fade in the red of the flame map.

All the last feelings began to fly away from me. All the senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, all the senses that could bind me together as a thing and distinguish it from my surroundings, began to scatter and fly away from me.

I can no longer feel the flames, and I can no longer feel you. I can no longer feel whether there is myself or not, whether there is a feeling or not. So, I don't know where you ended up. I never knew where you ended up in the flames.

At this point, my heart stopped, my breathing became extinct, and my body temperature was lost. The pale of the corpse began to manifest itself on the skin everywhere. The last consciousness disappeared into the void and dissolved. Only in a little area close to the heart, there is also a last bit of warmth. It's like ashes after burning, keeping it warm for a moment.

(c)

This was the abrupt end of that death.

The last of my conscious flaps crashed into a strong, warm, soft embrace that crashed in all directions like a falling meteor shower and began to reunite and take shape in that embrace. When they aggregate to a sufficient size, a little light is produced that condenses on the navel.

All the sensations came back little by little. Feel the edge of "me" again. Then begin to identify the various parts of the body. Then you start to feel the warm currents coming out of your heart, igniting them along the meridians. They change from empty to solid, they change from light to heavy.

I gradually re-framed by many walls from the empty field where I "can't feel me". In the center of these many walls, a palpable "me" began to reappear.

When "I" reappeared, I heard a voice clearly in my ear say, "Heart, don't kill yourself." If you commit suicide once, your consciousness will experience the pain of suicide again and again after you lose your breath. It was tragic, and it was extremely painful, very pitiful. ”

The voice said to me, "Now you know what he's been through." You can go back. Don't waste your life. You have to go back and save him. Stuck here, in the netherworld, you can't save him. You have to go back, back to the human body, and the human body is the pivotal link between the rise and the fall, and you have to go back to the human body before you can save him. ”

I asked in my heart to the untouchable voice of unknown origin, "But how can I save him when I go back?" If I endure being separated from Him forever, how can I save Him from the pain that has already occurred? ”

The voice said, "You have to find the solution yourself." You already have a very precious human life. You are very powerful as a human being. You are able to learn, you can judge choices, you have a certain degree of freedom to act according to your own will. You can have a greater desire to solve problems and a greater ability to see things clearly than other forms of physical body. You have leisure and freedom. You are not controlled and suppressed by intense pain. You won't be immobilized like a plant, or hunted like any other animal, and you'll be in a hurry to survive. If you can't find a way to save him in such a state, then he can't be delivered. ”