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The moment after death by carli B. frueh
In the space between one heartbeat and the next that never arrives, something astonishing happens.
The body stills. Monitors flatline. The last breath slips away. Yet awareness lingers—watching, wondering, luminous. It steps free of its broken vessel and beholds itself without pain or fear.
This is not the end.
This is the moment after.
And it is full of light.
Carli "Wanderer" Frueh
Jul 111 min read
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