In the transient flickers of life, I have sought the wisdom of those who have skirted the edges of death. Their experiences, as varied as the ways they danced with demise, paint a kaleidoscope of the beyond. Those who have been snatched back from the clutches of sudden cardiac arrest speak of plummeting into vast, icy caverns, only to be jolted back to life by a blinding white light. Those who have waded through the darkness of attempted suicide by poison recall the numbness that enveloped th...

In the transient flickers of life, I have sought the wisdom of those who have skirted the edges of death. Their experiences, as varied as the ways they danced with demise, paint a kaleidoscope of the beyond. Those who have been snatched back from the clutches of sudden cardiac arrest speak of plummeting into vast, icy caverns, only to be jolted back to life by a blinding white light. Those who have waded through the darkness of attempted suicide by poison recall the numbness that enveloped th...