Wild Event In My Life - Question

What a rush that must have been...

I think your perception is just heightened in a situation like that and your brain can process everything at a much faster rate...making it seem like "time" slowed down.



Sure am glad you're okay...

that makes sense. it seemed like a totally different state of mind. a rush for sure, but only after i was safe did i feel the rush. everything was definitely processing much faster, like you said. thanks for your response Luna!

shock states can make you feel that way.



living like in the movies lately? hehehe

I was in a wild car wreck back in my youth. I was passenger in a conversion van. Car turned right, from a left hand turn lane with them having the red light, us a green to go straight through. They were making a quick move to cut three lanes across to the highway to get over to the Hardees. Bad Move.

The driver of the van I was in had no time to react. The both of us hollered out an oh shit, but at that point we impacted the other cars passenger side, broadside. This crushed the van's bumper up into the tires so we were just along for the ride. This is where it gets interesting and mirrors your experience. At first impact the sound of popping glass, and crunching metal was the first thing I noticed. Instantly I was hanging in air held back only by the seat belt. Their car skidded side ways, propelled by the initial impact into the signal pole in the middle of inner median of the dual highway, impacting broadside on the drivers side. It continued by spinning around the pole until in came to rest facing the opposite direction it started out, in the opposite lanes of traffic. This really buggered the investigating officers, no matter how many times we explained it.

While the car we hit, was hitting the pole and getting spun around, I'm still hanging by the seat belt pondering my life and the possibility it was over, while the van continues to careen forward. We were initially going 40-45 MPH and had no time to slow before the car bolted into our path, so the momentum was intense. The tires were locked and skidding, heading basically straight along our initial path of travel, up to a point. The tires then grabbed traction, and must have been turned, because the van suddenly lurched to the left and headed straight into that same damn pole that the other car had impacted milliseconds earlier. It was a slight drop and then a dead stop. This is where I know what you mean about time dilation, I watched the windshield shatter, and having a nice coating of safety film, it bulged outwards like a bubble, and then came back. It was the freakiest thing.

I forgot to mention two of our friends were in the back unrestrained and I was aware of one impacting the back of my seat during the whole affair, but I was mostly watching in long drawn out awe the spectacle out the front window. We all started to holler back and forth trying to figure out if we were alive and still in one piece and what to do next. I remember the smell of radiator fluid mixed with battery acid. Upon stepping out of the vehicle and seeing the totaled other car. I started screaming GD Stupid Mother Fckrs, as I was seriously pissed at that point. I shut up real quick when a third party witness ran over and started shrieking 'my god their not breathing,' or something to that effect.

On our side it was mainly cuts and bruises. For it not been for the seat belt, I'm sure I'd be dead or very, very bad off. The first impact would have put me up into or through the windshield, and the second out onto the highway or in the ditch. Later I found out the passenger in their car had major injuries including a shattered pelvis, the driver was in a coma for a week or more with head trauma.

This will forever be etched in my memory, and I'll never forget how everything happened in seconds, but seemed to go on and on. The sight of watching the glass bulging was very strange. Glad yours went as well as it did.

[link to www.bbc.co.uk]

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When a person's life is in danger, a phenomenon known as 'time-dilation' can occur. This is when, during a car crash for example, time seems to slow down or become frozen.

In these cases the body's internal clock speeds up when facing a potential catastrophe, so that it can take in more information more quickly and function more effectively in an emergency. (cont.)

Time doesn't slow or accelerate, but your own frequencies do. What you draw from your own personal morphogenetic field around your body determines what consciousness based on how you up your frequencies to another dimensional level. You, believe this or not, have the power to manage your life even in dire circumstances.

I remember once very clearly when a car came at us in the other lane on the freeway. ( we always put our vehicles in the light of protection and ask that no harm come to another or ourselves before we drive) The car moved across into our car but no collision. Our car dematerialized for seconds and scared the devil out of the driver because he quickly retreated. I was a passenger looking at the right side and my husband, the driver saw it all. We both saw the dematerialization. Consciousness and where we designate our thoughts for good drive our life.

Last Edited by Blue Topaz on 05/22/2010 05:18 PM

mark, ky, please, thanks!
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Mark, I'm seeing alot of color around you. Reminds me of the beads on a child's necklace. Or a child's artwork, coloring a caterpillar. You're a very creative individual. Alot of what you imagine, you've found to be manifest.

You are a weaver of ideas, and ideaologies. Your technique is to follow one thread into the existence of the whole of a fabric, unravel it from backwards to front. This is hard to describe. You are great with detail.

I'm sure you'll find that at some stage during this "event" you entered into a state of being that allowed you to compute everything around you. Hyperawareness. And I think this enabled you to react accordingly, so as to stay safe.

that's definitely freaky, you put the image in my head perfectly. thanks for sharing your story.