The Day After Death; Or, Our Future Life According to Science (New Edition)Figuier, Louis
Religion
The Day After Death; Or, Our Future Life According to Science (New Edition)
Figuier, Louis
Cosmology; Future life; Transmigration
"I felt very ill," writes Constant Savy, "I had no strength, it
seemed to me that my life was making efforts to resist death, but
in vain, and that it was about to escape. My soul detached itself
little by little from the matter spread all over my frame; I felt
it retiring from all those parts with which it is so intimately
united, and, as it were, concentrating itself upon one single
point, the heart, and a thousand obscure, cloudy thoughts about my
future life occupied me. Little by little nature faded from before
me, taking irregular and strange forms, I almost lost the faculty
of thinking, I only retained that of feeling, and this feeling was
all love, love of God and of the beings whom I had most cherished
in Him; but I could not manifest this love; my soul, withdrawn to
one single point in my body, had almost ceased to have any relation
with it, and could no longer command it. My soul experienced some
distractions still, caused by the pain of the body, and the grief
of those who surrounded me, but these distractions were slight,
like the pains and the perceptions which caused them. My life was
now attached to matter by one only of the thousand links which had
formerly bound it, and I was about to expire.
"Suddenly, no doubt to mark the passage from this life to the
other, there came a thick darkness, to which succeeded a brilliant
light. Then, O my God! I saw Thy day, that daylight I had so much
desired! I saw them, all assembled together, those beings whom I
had so dearly loved, who had inspired me during my life in this
world after they had left me, and who had seemed to me to dwell
in my soul, or float about me. They were all there, full of joy
and happiness. They were waiting for me, they welcomed me with
delight. It seemed to me that I completed their life and that they
completed mine! But what a difference was there in the happiness I
now felt from the sensations of the world I left! I cannot describe
them! They were penetrating without being impetuous; they were
mild, calm, full, unmixed, and yet they admitted the hope of a yet
greater happiness!
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