A Short Story – Death: A sweet experience
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Suddenly I found myself in the dark, but the darkness was not enveloping, it was not overwhelming, over powering, the darkness was not dark… it was a darkness which awakens you from a deep sleep. The darkness was the culmination of the dark and beginning of light… and I saw myself there, being calmed down by the serenity of my environment. No, I did not fear the novelty or the strangeness nor did I feel any curiosity…
As the darkness faded, I felt myself bathed by the warmth of the growing lights against it and as I opened up my eyes I saw a haze around me, a white haze… and there it was- an empty space, no bottom, no roof, no walls, but enclosed, for there were no windows as well, neither were there any doors…
I was in a space which held me secure, like a cocoon, and as I uncurled myself and moved my knees away from my breasts and realized that what I was wearing before I was so strangely deported was not anymore on my body, what was deported was me, not my worldly possessions and I felt a soft breeze touching me like my lover in the places with such intimacy that a blush rose from my bosoms towards my cheek and I could feel strands of my hair trying to cover me, shield me from that breeze.
And I felt a unique calmness in that caress, I felt an enviable security, a strength… as I rose I saw Him, I saw Him coming towards me –
He came and covered me with a material so soft that it was like being covered with kisses, He then told me to wake up, told me that i was not ready to participate further in the sweet experience anymore, He told me to go back and finish what I am supposed to finish before I can trudge further in to the journey of completeness –I knew that the great words falling from His divine lips are compelling and true, I reluctantly took a tentative step backwards and I felt a sharp pain excruciating my spine, the pain made my eyes clench even harder and I could now feel the lonely drop of tear sliding on my cheeks… And simultaneously I could hear the exclamations and gasps around the room…
Suddenly I found myself in the light, the blindingly painful light, the overwhelming, over powering; darkening light… it was the kind of light which awakens the craving to close the eyes and escape. This light was, in actuality, the beginning of the darkness… and I saw myself there, troubled to the core by the chaotic nature of my environment. Yes, I was afraid of this phenomenon and I understood that death was sweet…
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