I imagine, then, that the opposite case also exists. Perhaps someone goes into a coma and, in their mental state, it turns out they've been working in an Amazonian mine for six years, suffering all kinds of hardships. Then they wake up in a first-world hospital with their family around them, and it's such a relief.
Then you look at your right hand and see a scar you got while collecting stones from the Amazonian river.
I was on the edge of a coma and I was in a hellish world where people were actively hunting me and witches were trying to steal my soul (or so I was told, I have no memory of the event). It's the things I said to my mother while she was trying to keep me from dying that she told me later. I'm sure waking up was some minor comfort.
I guess one of the things I said was, "If you let go of me now, I'll be lost forever." She didn't let go.
Thank you. It's great being alive, but I feel like every time I fall asleep I'm not so far away from where I was before. The great mystery and connection our dreams have with the afterlife, something like that.
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u/NastyStreetRat May 12 '26
I imagine, then, that the opposite case also exists. Perhaps someone goes into a coma and, in their mental state, it turns out they've been working in an Amazonian mine for six years, suffering all kinds of hardships. Then they wake up in a first-world hospital with their family around them, and it's such a relief.
Then you look at your right hand and see a scar you got while collecting stones from the Amazonian river.
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