i'm pretty sure i just had a near death experience--still dazed. i am not scared of death.
but i'm so terrified of not being in control. it was like a tug-of-war with my physical being and my soul between here and wherever "there" is.
and it was the most wretched experience of my life.
i would try to explain it--but it would not make sense. it's like those people who see colors that are not even in our spectrum--and we will never understand what they look like simply because we cannot comprehend them existing.
i think when you die, it becomes so jumbled that nothing makes sense, just because it no longer has to.
everything. was. an. oxymoron.