How many times have you died?

I've had loads of really close calls.

When I was 12 I was assaulted by a group of older guys, they hit me over the head with a brick a few times, very close call. Was hit by a car, missed going flying over the roof by a millisecond as I hit the right hand corner. I also used to partake in clandestine artistic activities in which I was almost hit my many trains, some so close I shudder to think about it.

Like you OP I have also lived a rather hedonistic lifestyle in the past and lapse back into it occasionally. When I was younger I tried to drink myself to death out of hopeless depression but never quite made it, used to mix a lot of booze with benzo's but never quite overdosed as my tolerance was huge, did this for a couple of years. Was also in a very scary car crash in india, a head on with a truck that almost killed us, some how it didn't.

I really relate to your post in the sense that I feel I should have died many times, somehow it's not my time, and this becomes more and more obvious to me. I have had many other experiences like the ones above although some shouldn't be shared on here. I feel like I have a path and a purpose here and that all the things that happen in my life are guiding me towards it. I feel that in some way the universe shows us this, and winks at us, humbly urging us to continue our work and our purpose in accordance with the wishes of the universe. I may sound crazy, but I do believe this. If you follow your heart, you follow the wishes of the universe.

Sir Slide

I have died at least six times this lifetime. Could of been 7, but I couldn't leave my soulmate. She needs me. And I want to be here for her, and yet still I feel I made a mistake this time. The forces of death were all lining up around me in preperation and I canceled my flight and the world went back to normal.

8 might be the charm no matter what.

Not sure if I've "died" during this lifetime, but perhaps have altered realities or flipped dimensions... Have had several experiences during my dreamtime that makes me think that I was one place, then in the blink of an eye, I was in a whole new world that was eerily similar to the previous one. No other way to explain it I guess, even if it does sound crazy.

Also I had a strange, fairly scary experience during an '___' trip when I was a teenager. Was standing next to a doorway, leaning on a wall. The door was open, going into the back of an ice cream shop, which had hard linoleum floors. One minute I'm standing there talking to a friend, and the next thing I knew I was watching myself lying on the floor with about 5 or 6 of my friends hovered over me. I don't consciously remember what else happened, it's just kind of dark and blurry, and then suddenly we were in the car about to get off the highway at our exit which was about 30 minutes from the ice cream shop. I was asking questions like "Who are you guys, who's car is this (it was mine, I had a sober friend driving us around that night), where are we, and who am I?..." and I repeated these same few questions over and over until they showed me my neighborhood and I started to calm down and think about what happened. I simply cannot account for where I was for that 1/2 hour or so...

According to my friends, I had what appeared to be a seizure. I was leaning with my back on the wall, next to the open door, and apparently "fell over just like a tree" and did nothing to break my fall. They said I was convulsing and they thought I was having a seizure so one friend held my head and grabbed my tongue. This went on for about 45 seconds or so, then I just stopped, and my eyes rolled back in my head. They said that they all started calling my name and they were standing all around me, bent over, grabbing my hands and tapping me. After another minute or two, they said I opened my eyes as if I had just been sleeping. They said I had a confused look on my face, but all I said was "I'm okay." One of them grabbed some paper towels and handed them to me, I gave another blank stare. She said she grabbed them back, and started wiping off my forehead (turns out I had a decent gash from hitting the floor). After that I walked out into the ice cream shop (right in the middle of a busy Saturday night) and got myself a bag of ice and some water to drink. They told me I sat there with the ice for a few minutes, put it on my head briefly, but mostly mumbled to myself, then got up and just walked out of the building. They followed me of course, got me into the car, and started driving home. When I came back, woke up, came to, whatever... we had been driving for about 30 minutes. This is when I started asking "where are we" and such. I had apparently been silent since I got up off the floor, and they said there was a big "whoosh" and I snapped forward and started asking questions.

This is what 5 of my friends tell me happened. Three of them were in the car with me and witnessed me sit still, in complete silence, until there was a "big whoosh". Whether I took too much, hit my head to hard... I think both are true. But what would cause me to have what appeared to be a seizure, but in fact wasn't a seizure at all? The doctors could find nothing when I went to get checked up the next day, except that I had a bump and a gash on my forehead. I explained in detail what they said happened, and they say it wasn't a seizure. I could have fainted, but why the time lapse? I've fainted before and I've never lost time like that. Nor have I seen myself laying on the ground like I did at the ice cream shop. I don't think I died by any means, but things have never really been the same since. And I can't really describe it in any way that makes any sense. And then, of course, why (or how) could the 3 other people in the car hear/feel a "big whoosh" right before I snapped back to and started firing questions??? I believe there are many other dimensions or realities all going on at the same time, different place, or same place, different time... But to think I may have been experiencing one reality, then with the flip of some switch, I'm in another???

I'll stop now before this entire post is incomprehensible (if it's not already )... But one more thing - I too have seen what can best be described as "mechanical insects" several times. Mostly what look like bees, wasps, and hornets. Occasionally other insects, but they usually have had a stinger of some sort. I've seen this completely sober too, and don't do any drugs anymore either. The story above happened many years ago.

Anything that can exist within the infinite chaos of potentiality has established itself a permanance owing to its immortality.

reply to post by Akasirus


For simple clarification on your question,

How many times have you died?

I would have to say, talking about the the physical "death" here, that I have "died"many times, perhaps over 100 times in this cycle of Earth life alone. The last time was on July 2, 1863, at the Battle of Gettysburg, near a place known even today as The Devil's Den. Here at Gettysburg, on July 1, 2, and 3, 1863, more men fought and died than in any other battle in American history. I have somewhat vivid memories of that war, and that battle. I know there are many who have the same memories, and many who died there are living today.

I believe this life is the first time I have been allowed to grow old, and raise a family, and accumulate knowledge. Knowledge that tells me that American Freedom was lost in that war, and have went downhill ever since, America is almost in a Police State of being right now, we are watched and tracked everywhere we go, and whatever we do. I would hate to think that that part of History must soon repeat itself in America.

Life is a continuous cycle of birth/life/death, and don't let anyone tell you that you have but one life, for they are liars, and the truth are not in them.

I remember dying at least once.

It seems extremely genuine but I was either taught to question very early or it is an innate characteristic.

reply to post by autowrench


If that is your reality congratulations! Yuo broke a cycle by getting to grow old.

I shouldn't be alive and shouldn't be born! My mom didn't realized she was pregnant till she was in the 3rd month of pregnancy. She went to the hospital to have an ultrasound scan just to realize that yes, she was pregnant, but there was also a pretty big cyst on her uterus... Doctors said she needed to have an abortion in order to remove the cyst and analize it to see if it was benign or a cancer. She went away from that doctor and started with alternativemedicine to remove the cyst naturally, thing that happened at least (she realized that when she took a new ultrasound test and the cyst was GONE!, in her 5th month of pregnancy)
So I survived... but I born 2 weeks after i was supposed too (I can't help it, i have been always lazy ) and i almost died at the hospital, because my cord was 3 times rolled on my neck.

Now i'm the only child of my mom... she had a miscarriage 2 years after i was born... and she was unable to have children since then... she was only 24 by that time =/...

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amazing story. thanks for sharing and glad you survived!

reply to post by autowrench


That's a very interesting thought. I am inclined to agree actually, in that life is a continuous cycle. I am just not quite sure what that means for us, or how they cycle flows. Is life an everlasting cycle in a more spiritual sense because we are all 'connected' so to speak, and so as long as life continues a part of us does as well, or is it much more literal than that, and us specifically will persist as we are? If what we know as us persists, we obviously are not aware of any transition.

I tend to believe that our life will continue, but we will never be 'aware' of our death. We will either continue in the same life, flowing down a different path, or our journey will start anew somewhere else. This will continue either forever, or possibly until we are somehow able to transcend above it all, and realize the full potential and beauty of this world that our narrow minds couldn't begin to comprehend currently.

Also, I apologize for creating this thread and then not being present. I had some business matters arise that kept me pretty occupied. I'd like to thank everyone for some of the interesting replies, there's definitely a lot to think about. I will go through them and try to answer some of the points when I have some more free time this evening.

Maybe I'm wrong, but I often have strange memories of things I do not remember happening. Memories such as being in a city on a rainy day, although I've never been to a big city. It's very strange.

Maybe I'm wrong, but I often have strange memories of things I do not remember happening. Memories such as being in a city on a rainy day, although I've never been to a big city. It's very strange.