We Live on as Pure Energy After DEATH (Part I)
An Experience Retold
Here is part I of an experience that was shared with me during my recent research with Sleep Paralysis experiencers. It begins to catalogue a range of unexplained phenomena that are experienced by many people including; feeling energy, knowing when someone is going to transition and a deep sense of foreboding for no apparent reason.
Back in April of 2009, I had a severe ischemic stroke that was the result of a blunt force trauma, the result of a simple mistake, a 5’ jump from a ladder onto a concrete floor. My heels struck the concrete floor first with all of my weight and I felt my brain jam downward onto my spine. The pain I felt was unlike any I had ever felt before. It was a deep pain in my head and neck. A very, very deep pain. I recovered from it about twenty minutes later but the actual stroke didn’t happen until about another three weeks after the ladder incident.
When the stroke began I was home alone after work. It felt like the entire earth’s gravitational force was trying to pull me down onto and through the floor and suck me into the centre of the earth. I can also describe it as having the weight of an elephant on your body crushing you into the ground. I knew something was gravely wrong, however, instead of being frightened, I was upset that something bad was happening. I thought I might be dying but to me, it wasn’t an option.
Lying on the rug in the second-floor bedroom of my home, I could not get up nor raise my arms. I dragged myself using my hands and fingers to pull my body across the floor by using the carpet fibres whilst on my stomach, all the way down the 13 stairs head first and then across another 30 inches of the tiled floor into the kitchen. That process took around 40 minutes.
Then the cordless phone on the wall was the next issue. I swung my leg to knock a rolled-up newspaper off the seat of a chair. Then all I could do was take the paper and fling it towards the phone with my hand and wrist to knock the phone off the wall as I still could not lift my arms. That took over 20 minutes and then the phone came off the mount and hit the floor in pieces as the battery pack popped out from the rear cover and skidded along the tiled floor.
To this day I cannot recall how I was able to reinstall the battery nor why I never considered using my company-issued cell phone. Just to end this part of my story I called my wife and brother who called the police and ambulance to which my journey continued and that’s when I had a 2nd stroke, while in the hospital, strapped on a gurney in the emergency room with my wife sitting next to me watching the whole thing.
I ended up in three hospitals over thirty-two consecutive days, eleven of which were in the intensive care unit. I was in the ICU with other stroke patients and then in a private room up to my release, again situated among stroke patients. I never knew that many people had strokes until I was among them for 32 days. I witnessed many deaths and could tell who was next up based on looking at their eyes as they have the look. It’s a look common to both young and old, male or female, white or black, and Latino.
During the entire stroke episode, I never saw any tunnel, or light or saw or spoke to any deceased relatives. What I did begin to feel was what I will describe as some sort of crazy energy inside me that would come and go at random. It did not happen that frequently so I thought it was just part of my recovery so I never even mentioned it to the Neurosurgeons during my discharge interview from the third hospital.
When I was finally cleared to drive I returned to work and we began returning to our once-normal life, including going to estate sales on weekends and that’s when the crazy energy returned. It didn’t happen frequently but in certain homes in which it appeared the owners were deceased, I would sense the energy.
The energy was also not just in my stomach, I also sensed it in the room as it would pull me. In some homes that crazy energy was so strong, I would tell my wife that I am getting out of the home.
I again reiterate that it did not always happen. Possibly only a dozen times. It did not frighten me but left me wondering what was up.
TO BE CONTINUED….
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