३अम् २१ फेब्रुअरी २००८ - एक्ष्पेरिएन्किन्ग् डेथ

The fear of death is in truth, the fear of seperation. Seperation from attachments that bind us to this place.

For a moment, I experienced someone else's death. It is an awareness of what is to come and the mind reaching out in desperation to believe otherwise.

I saw the world spin out of control and I remember intense fear. Everything felt frozen, like the moment itself was frozen.

The eyes cease to see and the spirit had yet to understand that the shell no longer holds it in. The fear lingers nevertheless.