This is a brief outline of the 1978 “death” experience that occured when I was a teenager.  It happened during an automobile crash.
When I was a teenager, I woke up one morning with amnesia. I couldn’t remember my own name. I could remember dying in a car collision. I could I could recall of that was vivid and clear. It was too clear. I recalled that I had been traveling at a high rate of speed and my Thunderbird crashed into a ditch. It started flipping until he turned sideways and came to a stop. When it did – I was covered in blood. (I have never liked the smell of blood since then.) The impact and rolling took place so fast that when it came to a stop I was dazed and confused. When I saw my injuries I cried out,
“Oh God help me!”
Then I closed my eyes for a second and when I opened them again — I was outside of my wrecked car. I was confused to how I got outside of the car so quickly. I could see my car flipped over on its top. It was after midnight so it was dark outside. I could see the lights of the city in the background. The crash had taken place out side of the city limits. When I looked down to see the injuries again I noticed I was naked. I had no clothes on. At first, I thought the moon was shinning brightly because my body was glowing. I thought I had been thrown from the car so fast I had lost my clothes. When I looked at the car and the distance to town, I thought,
“Oh great. I went and murdered my car. I am out here in the middle of nowhere naked. Now I got to walk into town to get help naked as a jaybird. HOW am I going to explain this to people who see me walking around without any clothes on?”
The glass had been flying from the windshield. I thought I had seen myself covered in injuries and blood. When I found myself outside the car – I became confused. Especially when I noticed the only thing missing from my shinning body  was my jewels. I was 18 years old and that is the area of the body a teenager would notice. I thought I had wrecked and lost my car.  Now – I was walking around naked without clothes and my private jewels were missing.
“People are really going to think I am odd.”
I was concerned about the lack of clothes more than my missing jewels. I just felt I was going to have to get by. I was wondering how I was going to us the bathroom. The thought that I would have to us it like a lady came to mind — when I heard a voice telling me that body I was in was not the same as the body left in the car. I was confused again. Kirlian Photography????
“What body in the car? I was alone in the car. How can there be another body in the car? Who are you?”
Then the voice told me to go look and that is when I figured out I was no longer in a human body. I was a GHOST hovering around the outside of my car. I declined to go look at the physical body laying in the car. I had seen it once and that was enough. That is when I realized I was “dead.” I was confused again. I didn’t feel dead. I felt very much alive. In fact – I felt better than I ever thought I had felt. The idea of being a ghost started intimidating me.
“What the heck do ghosts do? If I am going to be a ghost…….I want to be like Casper. The friendly kind.”
I was outside of the body and I noticed the “silver cord” detached. Slight memories of childhood “out of body” experiences came back to mind. I had known as a child that if you became detached to the physical body — there was no way back in. I started realizing my time was done. Then I started hearing growling sounds. I looked off in the darkness surrounding me and noticed “red glowing eyes” popping up in the darkness.
“What the HECK is that?”
They looked like “alligator” eyes popping up in the distance. Howling started that sent shivers up and down what ever body I was in. There was just a low growling at first. They were approaching me like cats approach their prey. I once again screamed out,
“OH GOD — HELP ME!”
That is when my “silver cord” snapped to and shot off into the celestial realm. Afterwards, I called it my “bat cord” after the Batman fame. It hooked onto the stars (so to speak) and something started pulling my “spiritual ghost body” upwards. What ever those “creatures” were they couldn’t fly. They were growling and scratching one another underneath me. I let loose and started enjoying the feeling of hovering above the earth.
There was what I called a “second moon” in the distance. It was small round ball of light off in the heavens. It was getting closer as I was being pulled upwards. I asked the silent and invisible voice,
“What the heck are those things?”
“Those are the foes. They do not want you to see what you are about to see.”
“What am I about to see?”
“Patience.”
There was other conversation as I slowly moved upward. It was mostly about what had been going on prior to my car crash. I just relaxed and enjoyed the slow ascent upwards.
It looked like I was underwater and the surface was above me. At one point I broke through the surface of the invisible like veil and it was a laser light show to my sense of understanding. At one point I recognized the enormous amount of energy flowing above the veil.
“Oh my gosh. I remember now. THIS IS HOME. I am going home. How could I be so silly to think that place I am leaving behind me was home. It is just a ride and the ride is over.”
Then I recognized an inner and silent voice communicating with me. I was like a child reuniting itself with its parent. The voice in the light recognized me by an inner and silent name. It was great to be recognized and understood.
At one point, I took off into the round ball of light like a freight train at the speed of sound. It was fast.
Then, I woke up in a bed with amnesia. I was in the physical body again attached to the mental, emotional, and physical plane. I was once again confused. I had been sent back into the world again. I could slightly recall “communication” about this fact while I was in the light. I talked to people for months, and years afterwards. When people asked me what it was like to be back in that light I would tell them,
“Well, you know how they say rest in peace. Brother, that English word peace does NOT come close to describing what that feeling was like. It was the most calming and serene feeling you could possibly imagine.”
I spent many years trying to comprehend my travel into the realm. Back in 1978, little was heard of the “near death experience.” I would have never thought to call it “near death.” I felt I had spent some time beyond “death.”