André R

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THE REVELATION OF HIGH TENSION

I died as a consequence of a professional incident which I survived, more than five years ago now. Let us share together, the fruits with the subtle and intoxicating flavors of this event even if words are often powerless to express what I experienced.

It was a Friday afternoon. For two days, with the help of Marc, a work colleague, I tried to elucidate the breakdown of a spectrometer, which is a machine allowing the analysis of particles suspended in a liquid. Shortly after three o'clock, I sat on a high stool and reached out for the 'plasma torch' enclosed in the center of a two meter high, square metal-column. To access certain mechanisms, I had to take off the protective walls around the metal-column.

My body was resting on the wall, while both my hands were resting on the upper edge of these two walls and perpendicular to the previous one. My balance was unstable. I didn't know much about this device. I positioned myself to check the lighting of the torch, and it was Marc who was in charge of starting it up. We were facing each other, but he was offset from me by about two meters to my right. He was managing the control panel, and was absorbed by the computer screen which displayed the parameters that we had been waiting for two days. He asked me if it was 'OK' for starting it up? I answered, 'OK.' He pressed the switch with his gaze fixed on the control screen.

I was completely paralyzed and stuck to the metal. Instantly, I felt such intense heat and unbearable physical pain. I screamed, but no sound came out of my mouth. I unstood that I was electrocuted and knew I was going to die.

I did not yet know that my chest was firmly supported by four electrical resistors parallel to each other in the direction of height. The highest of these, located below the base of my shoulders, carried a direct electric current of 4000 volts under 5 amps; the second resistor, at the level of my heart, carried an alternating current of 220 volts under 10 amps. As for the other two resistors, they were low voltage currents at low intensity.

I had a dialogue with myself, 'No, I don't want to die, it's much too soon. There's so much to leave! No, it can't be the right time. It's absurd, completely stupid. There are my children, they're still too young. I can't abandon them, I love them so deeply, what will happen to them without me? Why me and now?' I am the father of three adorable boys, Alexandre 10 years old, Christophe 7 years old and David years old and I am horrified. But what to do? Marc wasn't looking at me, he was too absorbed in analyzing the parameters. He didn't realize anything wa wrong because I couldn't make a sound.

I couldn't take it anymore; this suffering was unbearable. This torture had to stop immediately! I felt all my strength leaving me; all my physical and psychological resistance was fading. I finally surrendered to death.

The images of all my material attachments paraded before my eyes: Car, apartment, furniture, objects. I was abandoning them forever. Then came the images of all my emotional attachments: My children, my parents, the women I loved, my friends. I was leaving them forever. This process was fast, intense, and irreversible. Finally, my own image, the identification of my personal identity, was definitively erased. Completely freed from all these attachments, from all these concepts, 'André' no longer existed.

At that moment, a door opened onto an infinite, very happy consciousness. I was dazzled by an intense luminosity, submerged by an immeasurable, omnipresent and eternal love. I was nothing more than a gaze that saw more than 180° with extraordinary acuity. I floated above this body trembling under the effect of the electrocution. I was so happy where I was, that I found the horror of the situation completely normal. There was no more physical pain, no more conceptual thoughts, no more boundary between life and death, no more difference between good and evil. Words were useless because everything was 'Love' and I was eternal. I remained a completely neutral witness, completely free and completely happy.

I was invaded by a love of divine power that abolished all fears, all nauseating thoughts, all notions of time and space. It was more than wonderful. I let myself go towards this Garden of Eden where everything was more beautiful. The colors were more vivid, the sounds clearer. I developed an unsuspected extra-lucidity and authentic feelings that were much more intensely felt than anything I knew from before.

Like a flash, I glimpsed what my life was and I realized that many unjustified feelings had deprived me of real happiness. I loved sparingly with an overdeveloped sense of discrimination. I understood that I was afraid to love and I felt a lot of bitterness looking at this poverty. I discovered that love is our true nature and weakness in this area has disastrous consequences for our own lives and for humanity.

Paradoxically, where I was, all life had a meaning. It didn't matter if my experience had been good or bad, happy or unhappy, long or short' it didn't matter because everything was good!

The alchemy of love allowed the true knowledge of everything in the universe and justified all personal or collective destinies. There was a luminous presence so loving that I felt loved as I had never been. Its radiance invaded my soul and its knowledge was infinite. I knew that I was in a world where everything was possible. There were no more obstacles. My mind could move in the three-dimensions at the speed of intention.

After having risen in this divine space, it was without hesitation that I instantly went back down to navigate above the playground of my little David's nursery school. I no longer had any spatial or temporal reference points, but I knew he was there. I looked at him intensely and felt our love with an emotional power born from a work of art. I experienced such love with delight. David was having fun with his friends, laughing happily. I perceived his laughter with the accuracy of a high-fidelity harmonic clarity. I approached him, his face radiated a great joy that flooded my incorporeal being. It was a true cosmic fusion. In the same way, I also visited my two other children: Alexandre and Christophe in class at the primary school located one kilometer away. They were respectively in class, studious and diligent. I looked at them with the same happiness.

At the risk of interrupting my story for a few moments, these schools are two kilometers from the scene of the accident. But ultimately, this precision is unimportant because if they had been located several hundred kilometers away, I would have gone there as well. I would have assured you of my certainty.

My pure spirit rose into an infinite space of luminous clarity. I found myself contemplating with delight a sun, radiating an incandescent Love. At the heart of this light, I saw with an unusual clarity in the faces of my children as I had never seen them before. Through their own voices, the children asked me to return to my body. They wanted me to find my body so that they could quench their thirst with the radiance of the love that now lived in me. It was a purely telepathic language. I could not escape the force of this will, despite my ardent desire to remain in this paradise.

I returned to float above my body again with the vision of an image grouping their luminous faces surrounded by a halo of shimmering colors. Through a kind of indefinable telepathy according to the criteria that I know, I asked Marc in my mind to press the emergency stop button. He did so immediately and everything stopped. Afterwards, Marc told me that he reacted instantly, saying, 'I did it, because I felt that an abnormal phenomenon was also occurring; I had to immediately stop the operation of the machine.' I reintegrated into my body as my vision narrowed. I had to make this return to fully realize my path with an accomplishment and a transmission of the Love that I had received.

I was so happy where I was that it was hard to come back to my body. It was also the seal of an inescapable responsibility for the peace of my mind and the emotional balance of my loved ones. The choice of birth and death does not belong to us. This decision comes back to this 'dominant conscience' or 'cosmic presence' that I felt so strongly. This being was so whole, so luminous, so loving that I would dare to call it 'God'. It had nothing to do with the God of religious books.

I felt pain and noticed my body was paralyzed. The heart beat weakly and I had difficulty breathing. The inside of my hands were burned. My arms and shoulders had undergone such a violent twist that I looked like an old tree, emaciated by the wear of time. I felt very humiliated by this bodily state and like a prisoner - that for a moment, I wished with all my energy to return to the other side of life. But it was impossible.

Placed under medical supervision, I slept without interruption for two days. When I woke up, I heard the doctors tell me, 'You have come a long way, you can get drunk but now, you are out of the woods. You were electrocuted by a current of 4000 volts at 5 amps for an estimated time of 20 to 25 seconds. Your body underwent a muscular contraction equivalent to two tons. It is as if your body had lifted this weight during the time of the electrocution. Even though I am a confirmed athlete with a very resistant heart, my resurrection is a medical miracle.

I shiver as I write these lines. My body has memorized the intensity of this experience. Tears follow these shivers. This accident opened the door to eternity for me. Every day, I am overcome by nostalgia for this lost paradise. Sometimes, I find myself regretting having returned to incarnate life. I can no longer live as before. My life is turned upside down by this event as if a magic torch had illuminated the shadowy areas that were stagnating in the course of my existence.

I made fundamental decisions and at every moment, I try to put them into practice. They have only one purpose; to try to love intuitively from the truth of the heart. My lucidity has developed excessively. The game of appearances, narrow relationships, and gossip really bother me. At each encounter, whether fleeting or lasting, I apply myself to developing authentic and disinterested feelings. This attitude now engenders sincere and happy friendships. Opening one's arms and heart in a contemporary society, devoured by vile feelings such as: selfishness, jealousy, lust, possessiveness, hatred which are in fact the consequence of unjustified fears, places me in a marginal position. My good will suffers from impotence and I am often rejected.

A spectator of this swampy humanity, I swim melancholy on the surface of an ocean of solitude. Available, I consume my energy with the intention of giving others, especially my loved ones, the flame of happiness without fear. I confess to my clumsiness. Many attempts are doomed to failure and each disappointment is followed by real despair. This revelation is a privileged gift from the divine, but very difficult to manage in the reality of everyday life.

How to find peace, happiness, beatitude and love that I felt on the other side? How to re-live life with such a memory? I know that I must be there and fulfill the duty of my destiny. Without this conviction revealed and giving me a driving energy for my activities today, I would remain in a deep apathy. In the past, I have traveled a life rich in events, in feelings, of that today, I have only a few flavors left. Let us awaken the spirit, abandon the mental and physical body to welcome with humility the pure diamond of paradise. As Bernadette SOUBIROUS says, 'I do not promise you to be happy in this world, but in the other!'

EPILOGUE:

When I risk the narration of this event, I do not force anyone to believe me. I accept suspicion. I hope with all my heart to be credible, so that each reader can meditate in the intimacy of this secret, because this story is true.

Today, almost 64 years old, my children are following their adult path and I have chosen to live alone as a hermit in a chalet. I am isolated from this crazy world but a few years after the experience, I participated in a few conferences during which I delivered my testimony. Now, suffering from a debilitating disease, devoured by nostalgia, I am eager for the ineffable LIGHT OF LOVE to definitively open its doors to me.

Gender:

Male