Summary: Experiencing The Unquestionable

It was early in the morning, and I had just woken up because I hear voices and objects being moved around in my grandma’s kitchen. I got up from the bed and made my way down the hallway straight to the kitchen. Once I entered the kitchen I saw all of my aunts with my grandma kneading the corn flour. I just stood there by the wooden door and watched as my aunts would laugh and talk to each other while the kneaded the corn flour. It was a beautiful sight to see because of the sunlight that was coming in from the window was hitting their faces and making it look like they were glowing. I started to look around the medium size room and saw the big dining table in the middle of the kitchen leaving little space to walk around properly.

As I stepped outside, the cold suddenly rushed to me, wrapping me inside of it. The leaves rustled by on the garden path. My first thought was to go back inside, but I decided to be that wonderful father, and make sure that everything is ok. So I kept walking forward, being careful not to trip on the dark, bumpy dirt path. Then I heard the noise again, a faint vooing, like voo voo voo getting louder and softer. I followed the sound, and then all of a sudden, it stopped. I listened really hard, but i couldn’t hear anything anymore. My conscious said to just go back, but my body took another step forward, for what reason, I have no idea. Then my body felt like it was being stretched apart and all i could hear was VOO VOO

A moment of genuine humor in Penny Marshall's film version of "Awakenings" finds the ward nurses at a Bronx hospital for chronic mental patients annoyed at having to stop watching a soap opera on television. They happen to be surrounded by real-life events of a sort that soap-opera writers only dream about, miraculous occurrences alive with joy and pathos, love and laughter, courage and tears: all the things that give the phrase "triumph of the human spirit" a bad name. It need not have been so. "Awakenings," Dr. Oliver Sacks's 1973 account of the events that are seen here, is quite free of false sentiment, preferring to let the extraordinary facts of Dr. Sacks's medical detective story speak for themselves. The patients whose lives he changed

It was just another Sunday morning. There were birds chirping, sun shining, people driving fords and Chevrolet's up and down the streets. When I got out of bed and went downstairs I saw that my family had already started breakfast and were all still at the table and talking faintly about something very quietly. My mother noticed me walk into the kitchen and told me that the rest of the family had just finished breakfast and that I could pull up a T.V. tray and watch Sing Along With Mitch with my older brother and sister and that she would make me some “Flapjacks” and be there in a flash. So I went into the den and my brother and sister were there talking and greeted me. I asked my brother why they were whispering and my mom shot him a look saying and he said “Never mind, it doesn't matter” and then I felt that

The feeling that was swallowing us whole at that very moment felt very ethereal. Like it was there, solid, standing right in front of us, but nothing was really there except for strangers passing through. It felt like it was a longing, a yearning that went on for far too long and then finally, in the midst of a normal day, it stopped, and everything was found. I never thought that this feeling would ever come to me. You know the smell you get after it rains? that earthy smell that you always come to love? I found a word for it, I have no idea where it came from, but It's called Petrichor. I can find a word for that, yet I could never find a word to describe that feeling that was running through my mind, my body, my soul. I can always remember and feel it, but I can never describe the damned feeling to anyone. Funny isn't it? Now that I think about it, you're probably wondering what I’m talking about, right? I'll tell you, but you'll have to listen and feel with all your senses. If you don't, you'll most definitely miss something. So, stay aware, but don't stay tense, you'll be here awhile. And please, I beg of you, don't laugh at my silly story, for I am not wrong and neither are you. Don't compare to any other, this my story and mine alone. Nothing could ever be the same as everything I felt and went through. So please, enjoy this sad, silly, beautiful story of mine.

Sometimes, some people undergo an out of body experience spontaneously. On other occasions, this might be brought on due to mental and physical trauma, the use of psychedelic drugs or even when a body has slipped into a state of trance or coma.

According to Collins English Dictionary an our of body experience is defined as “a vivid feeling of being detached from one's body, usually involving observing it and its environment from nearby” Many include visions of passed loved ones in their accounts of their experience. But what is the reason we have these experiences? some argue that it is merely the lack of oxygen reaching your brain and your body going into shock. Others argue that it is proof of a God and/or the afterlife. Many come out of these experiences “reborn” and very religious, if they weren’t already. This in not the case for everyone, myself included, but why is that, if it is a religious omen, as is claimed by many? Only about 10% of the population has had an Out of Body

Out of body experiences may refer to astral projections or near death experiences. Astral projections refer to a person’s conscious detachment from one’s physical body that can travel or exist outside of the body, these individual who experience such phenomena often are aware of their surroundings and can hear what is being said around them (Slick, n.d.). In turn, near death experience refers to the possibility of detachment from one’s body, a feeling of levitation, total serenity, security, warmth and absolute dissolution and the presence of light; usually associated with death (McRae, 2014). These are indexes for the paranormal. Out of body experiences could happen to anyone, but many skeptics

I had an out of body experience. When I drowned the first time in my life, I located myself struggling as a lifeguard tried to save me. After this event, I embed in my brain that I cannot tread water. I drowned three times in my life. Every time I enter a pool, I always drowned. After my last pathetic event, I was frightened to get into the water that was higher than my height.

I was standing by the cattle helping my father bath and feed the cattle, it was a great day to do our final bit of work we had around the farm. Although before we could finish, My father had to take a trip into the town to get feed for the animals. As my father was leaving for his trip into town he had a strange look on his face, I knew he was scared to leave because I have been hearing him and mother talking about this monstrosity that was said to be coming for our town. Before he made it out of the driveway I sprinted after him,

Out of body experience is a phenomenon in which a man feels anticipated from the body to inaccessible areas, even to nonphysical universes. Out of body experiences are not believed to be paranormal acts. Despite the fact that their depictions date to old times, the event has never been demonstrated deductively, and no clear demonstration for it exists. Researchers who have elaborated out of body experiences can't characterize decisively what an out of body experience is. Regardless of the absence of proof, the confirmation, the conviction that consciousness can isolate from the body is widespread. The ancient Egyptians were convinced in a traveling, a vehicle of the brain and soul (Guiley,

I hiked up the stairs in a lugubrious fashion carrying the burden of wonder on my back. I stood in front of my door patiently, unknowing of what would come next. The moment I opened that door my life would change drastically. I slid the key in and jiggled it for a second. The door creaked open and when I opened it completely, I witnessed something unspeakable. I threw my bags in the room and sprinted out and slammed the door shut. I don’t know how I didn’t hear it before, I was so consumed by my thoughts to the point where my senses rendered

I was just sitting in a chair. I had been talking to my mother while my little sister was in the kitchen eating breakfast and the older one slept upstairs. It was 11:45 at this time and it was quiet. That’s when it happened, the chair under me shook and I watched as the pictures trembled against the walls. It felt like something had hit the house. My thoughts immediately went to my older sister who was sleeping upstairs. I remember thinking if something went through the roof it hit her first. I was already on my feet and on the stairs when I heard my mom ask, “What was that?” and I honestly thought that the tree next to our house had finally fallen over. I reached the bedroom and opened the door. My sister hadn’t even heard the noise. Confused I ran back down the stairs and saw my mom on her way out the door. I began to piece together that this was bigger than just us at this point as I saw people leaving their houses

One day, while enjoying the never-ending skies of my home I felt a very strong disturbance right in front of me and in the blinking of the eyes, I was in a new and strange place.

If you’re hearing this than I ended the pain that I am going through. The whispers have consumed my brain. I wouldn’t even be in this mess if it wasn’t for my lousy Uncle. But all of this started on the night of my Uncle's funeral. My Uncle had died young when he was Fifty-Three. He was believed to die from extreme insanity. He was never liked around town because he was an Atheist and was considered as crazy as a fox.