Mark R.

I had just been rejected by a fiance and had been battling a drug addiction to anything that would get me high, except heroine. I had rejected my Baptist teaching as I felt that God was in all religions. I was not high and had not taken anything on this day. I was so sad after praying a Krishna prayer because I felt totally alone. I put on an album and was playing a song about a lighthouse- keeper and hope. I felt as if I had lost all hope. I stood up and threw myself straight down against the corner of my desk. The corner hit me square on my forehead, right between my eyes. I was immediately bounced back onto my bed. The first thing I heard was a high-pitched ringing in my ears, like the sound after a huge blast of noise and your ears are just ringing afterwards. Only this was really loud. Then it was a sound like being completely surrounded by a jet engine, less the high pitch noise; it was also like the continuous thundering like the sound of sticking your head out of a car window at a high speed. While this was happening, I became aware that I was looking at the ceiling of my room but my eyes were closed. I was instantly moving through a tunnel with a rolling cloud that had a cold bluish light behind. The tunnel was lit at the end, not swirling but more like looking up at a gray storm-cloud. I immediately thought, ‘Is this some sort of acid flashback?’ But as soon as I had that thought, I was told, ‘No.’ I was instantly made aware that I was dying. I said, ‘Jesus, I’m not ready yet.’ That is when everything reversed. I came back. My life has never been the same since that experience.