On a near-death experience, and what you’d gained out of this experience, passing on the wisdom of what you’d gained, from your near-death experiences, translated…
On this year I’d turned fifty, I’d just come to realize the predicament I was in, half way into the graves, I’d just used more darkness from the nighttime to dye my whites, wanted to use this time, to get back what I’d lost, and I got, checked into the VMH in Taichung!
Gladly, I wasn’t bought out by life this time, God was trying to find the sound of zero, and I’d been sent, back to the earth, awake, that I’d needed to learn, to cherish and treat my own life better.
not my photograph…
I’d told my families and friends, that I’d gotten a great care during my hospital stay, and my poet friends all believed that this has more to do with my background, connections, to the personel at the hospitals. Actually, you’d not needed to use your ties, with a professional medical team of experts. Because the expectations that the group of professionals had, they’d worn all their thoughts on their faces. With a frown, I’d read into their thoughts, just like those long and short wavy lines on my ultrasound, CT scan, very precise, and I’d, arrived at, my own conclusions.
It takes time, to get from professional to perfection. The medical staff, the anesthesiologist, the medical staff, the technicians operating the machines, until I’d come to earth, healthy (knowing how things worked, that the earth doesn’t just, spin for my sake), keeping that midline standpoint, and, all the joints became more agile slowly, through the endless number of tests, examinations that I’d endured through. And I’m not just a patient in the hospital, but also, a witness of time too. In a specific time, proved, that some unseen, unknown force was there.
I’d also known, that I’d not used my own resources, but the resources of the national health insurance plans. Without the complete national health care plans, there’s nothing that the “witness” can bear witness to. Even in the live-broadcasting of life, with the presences of the Gods we’d still needed to, treat all our prayers as flesh and blood, and, with the behaviors that represented man. He needed the real frames of the body, in order to, defeat the effects of time on the physical bodies.
So, this still just shows, how life is NOT in our hands, that it’s in the hands of God, that we are NOWHERE N-E-A-R in control of our lives, and it took this man being hospitalized, to figure this all out, what, will it, take you, to figure this out???