Experience No. 1

Indeed.
I'll try to describe one of the experiences, for start. It has nothing to do with NDE, but the bottomline is the same (because the is only one bottomline in everything :).
Also, it is not the one from which the first post is a part, but this one i consider a bigger and more fundamental one.
I have to say that it is actually impossible to describe the experience as such, only separate aspects of it, but the thing itself was all of this at once, in an incomprehensible way. The things i can say about it are actually just a repeating of the first thoughts that i started to have after some time, because the actual experience/feeling was a non-thought kind of thing. I remember very clearly even today how, at the very moment i started to have thoughts about it, the experience itself started to very quickly fade away. And thoughts was/is all i was left with. Also, a very annoying thing about saying anything about it, is that all i can say i already heard said before, and yet, in reality, what you can 'imagine' from descriptions of such experiences, has nothing to do with the reality of the experience as such. But i'll try to give my best.
It happened out of the blue, just like that, uncalled for and unexpected. I was sitting on a bench, under a big, nice, wide old tree in the center of a small square with flower shops, in the town in Yugoslavia in which i was studying at the time (1989). It was a nice day, and I sat just for a minute, to decide if i will now go first to this one friend , or to another one.
Suddenly, i woke up. Let me rephrase this: suddenly, i Woke Up. It is not a figure of speech, it is exactly that: waking up, literally, waking up from sleep. I saw nothing different than the moment before, same red car parked in front of me, cathedral behind it, and the city's main bulevard behind the cathedral. But i was awake. The dream i woke up from is called Blazenko Karesin's life (my name is Blazenko K. - Karo is my nickname)
As for Blazenko, he was dissapearing very fast somewhere down, waaaaaaaaay under me. Blazenko, or Karo, was just a character in a story, or film. I had actually nothing to do with him. When i remember it now, i remember it visually as if i flew out of my head up, leaving Karo down on the square below. Yet, it wasn't literally like that, because my view didn't change, i still saw things thru the eyes of the body sitting on a bench. But that's kinda how it felt.
So, Karo was very quickly out of the picture, as important as a cowboy in a pulp-fiction novel or in a comic book you just finished and are putting it down, into oblivion. I wasn't him, i was Me. And awaken. I can't stress enough how literal this awaken thing is. I mean, when you are dreaming, asleep, you (usually) think you are awake. How many times i thought in my dreams "i wish this was a dream". Occasionaly in my life i would even dream that i awoke, and would continue the dream doubly convinced that i am awake. Did it ever happen to you? AND YET, once you really wake up in your bed, you KNOW that this is now the real thing, that you are now Awake, and that it was a dream before. You just know.
It is the SAME kind of waking up that happened to me then, only a level (or more?) 'higher': what you and i consider now a wake state, was the dream from which i woke up.
Suddenly, i - i don't know how to put it - i became EXTREMELY aware of the moment and spot i was at, and it's place in the whole of space/time. I saw the Time and Space in real size. I saw how extremely huuuuuge the Universe is, and of all that Universe, i was exactly in this gallaxy, in this solar system in it, on this planet of all planets in it, in Europe of all continents, in Yugoslavia of all Europe, and in exactly this part of Yug., in exactly the city of Novi Sad; and in the city, of all places i was at this flower square, and on the square, of i was exactly here under this tree, on the side of the tree facing the cathedral. HERE.
At the same time (i'll be probably using this phrase more, because it does all 'happen' at the same time, not in the succession in which i am forced to think/write), i had the same thing with Time. I was fully aware of the sheer incomprehensible size of it, of the countless eons that passed and that are yet to come, and will never never end. And of all that time, i was in this so called 20th century, near the end of it, in eighties, at their end, year nine, and in the autumn of that year, in the September of that autumn, in the day 10 of that September, and exactly in the afternoon of that day, and in that particular minute and second of that hour. NOW.
Those of you who read The Hitch Hiker's Guide To Gallaxy book, you may remember the thing in it, the ultimate punishment, called i think the Vortex of Total Perspective, in which the punishees can somehow see the whole of Universe and Time, and then your infitezimaly little place and role in it, and this perspective shatters thir minds better than any other known punishment. When i read that, i thought "hey i've been there!". Luckilly, minus the shattering part :)
Er... is there a limit to post-length in this forum? This is getting longish, but i can't help it. I'll continue in a new msg, just in case... Tweet