soulfood said:
“JEEEEESUUUUUUS!!!” (the choir… for real! No… Really!)
A banner drops displaying the pastey white bearded icon of this christian faith. The choir now singing in major key, singing out loud arpeggios in the name of “our lord”, bells ringing, doves flying, banners waving.
Well yeah I thought I was actually dead. That was quite easy to deal with in the big scheme of things. What really stumped me was the notion I had died, gone to heaven… which is actually REAL… as is Jesus. Only to be greeted by… this.
Of course only the paradise of the Christian faith would have such a cheesey entrance ceremony, but actually experiencing it was… ridiculous!
“So this is heaven… wait? How did I get here? Oh!… err… oh shit…I’m not right!”
Hey soulfood, I feel you on that one.. I have had a similar experience when I was a kid.
I do not condone the use of inhalants, and you should never inhale anything that is not good for you.
I was huffing butane (i know.. disgusting) when I was about 15.. I was getting bored with the effects so I decided to take it a step further with filling up a trash bag with the fumes. I proceeded to do so, put the bag around my mouth, and used my other hand to force a rather full bag of butane into my lungs.
Upon doing so I fell back on my bed, and what I next was an outline of my head in white, on a black background. Then I notice a zipper form on "my" head, and it unzips, makes the same noise as taking off your coat. and tye dye colors, I compare it to the game Candy Land because it looked like the path you take across the board, just different blocks of color came spewing out of my head.
suddenly im standing in line in a crummy office, with papers laying around on the floor, there is a guy in front of me who i immediately started for some reason picking on like i was a bully. I tapped him on his right shoulder and moved to the left side before he could look, and then like a dream i magically had a sign that said "kick me" on it, and i stuck it to his back. Suddenly he had finished up with whoever was behind the desk, and moved along his way and up a staircase. I then see which was without a doubt God sitting behind the desk, disappointingly shaking his head at me... Suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder, I looked around my shoulder to see someone moving to the other side, I quickly whip my head back the other way, and there was standing "death" with his sickle and all. He started laughing at me histariclly and I fell through the floor, into the depths of hell. then woke up.. never touched inhalants again after that..
Sorry, you had a wonderful tale to tell, I shouldnt have said anything but I thought you might like that, your one of the first people i have met that has had a religious experience, in the sense that you saw jesus and god, and experienced christain relation visuals and hallunications.
Great wording man, congratulations on making it out alive!