On Dec 23, 12:16 pm, JohnGavin <
dagd...@gmail.com> wrote:
> > > Have you ever noticed that none of these "I've seen the light" types
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> > ever come back with a vision or experience that strays from the vision
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> > of the supposed afterlife that we all have drilled into us from an
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> > early age?
>
> Not true. Betty Eadie's "Embraced by the Light" illustrates many experiences outside of the Christian beliefs that she had been raised in.
So now I've got to read yet another book before you've even cracked
the cover on Hitchens. Typical.
BTW - here's a link to a Newsweek article where Dr Eben Alexander hit
the salient points in his imagined journey:
"There is no scientific explanation for the fact that while my body
lay in coma, my mind—my conscious, inner self—was alive and well.
While the neurons of my cortex were stunned to complete inactivity by
the bacteria that had attacked them, my brain-free consciousness
journeyed to another, larger dimension of the universe: a dimension
I’d never dreamed existed and which the old, pre-coma me would have
been more than happy to explain was a simple impossibility.
"But that dimension—in rough outline, the same one described by
countless subjects of near-death experiences and other mystical states—
is there."
There it is. The Doctor parrots the same old description of heaven
offered by "countless subjects." Anyone surprised?
More unoriginal pap:
"Toward the beginning of my adventure, I was in a place of clouds.
Big, puffy, pink-white ones that showed up sharply against the deep
blue-black sky. Higher than the clouds—immeasurably higher—flocks of
transparent, shimmering beings arced across the sky, leaving long,
streamerlike lines behind them. Birds? Angels? These words registered
later, when I was writing down my recollections. But neither of these
words do justice to the beings themselves, which were quite simply
different from anything I have known on this planet. They were more
advanced. Higher forms."
Right. Birds and angels. Never heard of those before, have you?
Just in case you missed it in Sunday School, the good doctor
continues:
"A sound, huge and booming like a glorious chant, came down from
above, and I wondered if the winged beings were producing it. Again,
thinking about it later, it occurred to me that the joy of these
creatures, as they soared along, was such that they had to make this
noise—that if the joy didn’t come out of them this way then they would
simply not otherwise be able to contain it."
Right on cue, the heavenly choir makes its appearance! Unfortunately,
Dr Alexander doesn't tell us if the "Hallelujah" they were singing was
written by Handel or Beethoven.
Amazing that a man in a coma could not only experience so much, but
have the explanation for it all once he regained full consciousness!
Things get better, as the fine doctor's libido inevitably kicks in:
"For most of my journey, someone else was with me. A woman. She was
young, and I remember what she looked like in complete detail. She had
high cheekbones and deep-blue eyes. Golden brown tresses framed her
lovely face. When first I saw her, we were riding along together on an
intricately patterned surface, which after a moment I recognized as
the wing of a butterfly. In fact, millions of butterflies were all
around us—vast fluttering waves of them, dipping down into the woods
and coming back up around us again. It was a river of life and color,
moving through the air."
Yes, the doctor is describing a world that none of us could ever
imagine! Right, with butterflies and other creatures none of us have
ever seen. And a hot chick, as well! I get Oscar can't wait to get
there to meet all the hot-bodied girls!
The rest of the article goes from one embarrassing vision to the next,
with Dr Alexander able to provide us with the answer to what it all
means! Isn't he blessed and special?! Imagine, the great god of heaven
himself picked Dr Eben Alexander to carry this vision to mankind.
But keep an open mind, friends. The good doctor is providing us with
the TRUTH, a truth that none of us could have ever visualized before
his regurgitations of the expected and the obvious.
BTW, John - this is what YOU do: grab onto anything and everything
that you think adds some level of scientific credibility to your
fantastic religious beliefs. We're supposed to believe this story just
because the person telling the fantasy happens to be a doctor? When
the story sounds no more original than any of the others we've heard
over the years?
Please.