Best Answer:
Martell at 22 May,2013
I had a near-death-experience some time ago--I was caught in the Kansas City Flood and swept under the front of a parked car. I grabbed the front bumper and braced one foot against the front wheel, but was slowly being pulled down under. I could breathe, but was also coughing on water. Then all of a sudden, I felt euphoric, and felt like letting go. But (my mind, I guess) said to me, "You CAN'T DO THAT TO KAREN!" Karen is my little Daughter and I then fought to keep my grip. Two brave young men then waded out and pulled me out from under the car and took me to the near-by hospital where they pumped some water out of my lungs. About 40 people died that night, and I gave thanks that I wasn't one of them. I later researched that experience, and found that when the brain is dying, it releases its whole load of endorphins--thus the euphoria. Not scared of death--but prefer to go on living my life to it's full length. Happy at 83.
Other Answers:
- no never there is a better place than this earth x
- Yes, but at the same time I'm curious to know what happens after death. I believe there is life after death, I don't have a religion no heaven or hell but your concious is still alive somewhere and you meet dead people. If I was sure what happened after death I probably wouldn't be scared.
- Everyone is scared of death, we are genetically programmed to avoid death.
Even adrenaline junkies fear death which is where the thrill from their stunts comes from. - Death is scared of me.
- I had a near-death-experience some time ago--I was caught in the Kansas City Flood and swept under the front of a parked car. I grabbed the front bumper and braced one foot against the front wheel, but was slowly being pulled down under. I could breathe, but was also coughing on water. Then all of a sudden, I felt euphoric, and felt like letting go. But (my mind, I guess) said to me, "You CAN'T DO THAT TO KAREN!" Karen is my little Daughter and I then fought to keep my grip. Two brave young men then waded out and pulled me out from under the car and took me to the near-by hospital where they pumped some water out of my lungs. About 40 people died that night, and I gave thanks that I wasn't one of them. I later researched that experience, and found that when the brain is dying, it releases its whole load of endorphins--thus the euphoria. Not scared of death--but prefer to go on living my life to it's full length. Happy at 83.
