The indiscriminate car accident I experienced in New Zealand: a narrow escape! ( 1)-

Read thousands of books and take Wan Li Road. Which is more important? My personal experience tells me. Walking on Wan Li Road may make you deeply understand the truth of life and the truth of the world more than reading thousands of books.

I am studying medicine and doing brain science research in Silicon Valley, USA. I have always been interested in life and death, but neither the medical knowledge I have learned nor the most advanced brain molecular biology perspective I have come into contact with in Silicon Valley has a solution to the problem of life and death. In retrospect, the few moments in my life that really made me understand were all on the way to photography!

My other interest is photography, and I really fight for it. Before I was 35, I had been to nearly 100 countries on seven continents, all for photography.

There are many thrilling stories, even several deaths. The closest thing to death happened in New Zealand!

In 2002, I came to New Zealand to take self-driving photos around the island with photographic equipment and LonelyPlanet. New Zealand is definitely the craziest, most exciting and closest place to death among the nearly 100 countries I have been to. There are the earliest and highest bungee jumping, mountain rolling, wing-mounted flying and various extreme sports in the world!

An unforgettable place is this place close to death-Cape Renga! The word "Reinga" comes from Maori, which means "underworld" [1].

When I was doing raiders, I found a very interesting place in Lonely Planet, "The most spiritual place in New Zealand, Cape Reinga, where Maori souls rest in peace". It is the most spiritual place in New Zealand, and the northernmost place is called Cape Renga Peninsula. This place is considered by the indigenous Maori as the place where the soul leaves the body. The word "Reinga" comes from Maori, which means "underworld" [1]. "Te Rerenga Wairua" in Maori place names means a place where the soul leaps. [3] In Maori belief, Lunga Point is the place where the soul leaves the body and enters the underworld after death.

Right here on the map.

At that time, I had not found the answer to the question of life and death. After reading it, I was curious about how the soul left the body. How do they know? Because this is the northernmost island in New Zealand and the last stop of my whole journey. I will fly back to the airport in two days to start classes. So I'm a little anxious. But even so, as an old driver who has traveled all continents (except Antarctica) and has never had an accident, I am still very cautious in driving. I always pay attention to the warning signs on the roadside (I know these road signs are used to help me take pictures alone), and even on the road, the speeding will never exceed 10% (because I once passed a disguised police car on the empty Alaska highway and greeted me in a friendly way).

There are few people on the road here, and it is very close to dusk, even empty. The road conditions are also very good. Remember that the speed limit is 90 kilometers. I am driving on a legal and safe highway, about 100 km. The scenery along the way is also very good. The pasture is very open and slowly enters the hilly area. The car began to drive along one side of the mountain, one side was the mountain wall, and the other side was the Woods and the ravine below. There are almost no other cars on the road, and there are few people around, few fork roads and few road signs. While driving leisurely, I caught a glimpse of a traffic sign: wet. But it wasn't wet at that time, but I would habitually stay safe and loosen the throttle. But I suddenly feel that the car has started to drift at high speed! Let's see how dangerous this road section in the photo is after we do it!

The original flat asphalt road turned into a sand road at this intersection! When I was shocked, the car had already slid along the original tangent and rushed to a deep unknown grove on the side of the road. It makes sense not to slam the steering wheel at this time, but if you don't have special vehicle driving training, the first survival reaction of ordinary people is definitely to step on the brakes, but when you step on the brakes at high speed, especially in the sand, you will lose control immediately, so you have to release the brakes and hit the steering wheel in the opposite direction. After two mistakes, I got off the bus and started to go straight to the mountain wall. I guess I must have died right after hitting the mountain. My reaction at that time was, never hit a mountain. I quickly released the steering wheel and hit it back. The car began to rush to the cliff on the side of the road, I don't know the depth. At this time, I knew I couldn't control myself. I decided not to toss, held the steering wheel with my arms straight and waited for the last moment.

At the moment when I gave up my efforts, an extremely incredible thing happened. Suddenly, it became very, very quiet around me. Time seems to have stopped, and everything around it has become very slow. How slow? It is said that how long does it take to cross a few meters wide road on the highway 100 km? 0. 1 sec. Look at the tire tracks. It is only 4-5 meters from the last step of braking to the side of the road.

But it felt like a lifetime! How did you know? Because I did too much at that time. I even had time to "turn around" and look at the co-pilot. Luckily, my wife is not here. If my wife is the first thing to do, you must protect her first. Don't worry about your wife when she is away. Just get ready for the last time. But this last moment doesn't seem to come. It seems that my whole life has passed one by one before my eyes. Not so fast. You can even stop and savor the feeling of a scene at that time. After coming back, I feel that everything is fine in my life, without hurting anyone too much and without any regrets. In hindsight, I really can't do anything very sorry for others in my life, otherwise I may be very upset at the moment, and I don't know how long this mood will last. But there are still some small regrets, ending so suddenly. Hey, that's it. This is the only way. The car is still driving slowly, as if there is still no end. I can't believe I'm tired of waiting. I was so bored that I began to stare at the sand in front of the car that was causing me trouble now. A gray sand formed a gray road and slowly came to me. Still a little boring, I just stared at a few grains of sand, as if the sand had become very big and clear. So I stared at the movement of a few grains of sand and saw that the sand was slowly retreating, retreating and retreating, and actually slowly retreating under the bumper of my car. I still remember that strange feeling, which was the darkness when the sand retreated under the shiny bumper at dusk. Then I suddenly woke up and found something was wrong. I'm sitting in the cab, so how can I see under the bumper? I suddenly have a question, where am I? Because if I sit in the cab, I can't see the sand retreating under the bumper. Then where am I? Let's see the ratio between me and this car:

I was surprised to find that I was outside! At that time, when I thought I was outside, my brain made a judgment and was wrong! At the thought of being wrong, this idea seems to pull "I" back from that time and space to the real time and space. In retrospect, when I judged, it was the brain working, as if the brain was working together, and suddenly returned to the familiar time and space where the brain was. Once, the car returned to the highway, crossed the road in an instant and hit a tree with a big bowl on the side of the road. Looking back now, it is strange that I didn't hear the loud noise at all, nor did I hear the memory of the impact moment. I should have been waiting for the impact with my eyes open. Give up trying. In this "long" time, I am still romantically thinking that I can finally feel the taste of being hit by an airbag before I die! Result, result, result. . . That broken Japanese car didn't even have airbags (or airbags didn't pop up), and it wasn't found out whether New Zealand forced vehicles to install airbags-do netizens know? )。 I still remember that car was a sunshine brand. After hitting the tree, my car and I should fly in the sky along the trunk. What I saw in front of me was black and white, black and white, and they exchanged quickly (under the great impact, I was still alive and didn't even close my eyes). Because the car is hovering in the sky. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the ravines under the cliff are black. After many turns in the sky, I plunged into a deep and dark place below. After that, there was nothing, dark and lifeless. . . . . .

I don't know how long it took me to wake up after hearing Sasha's static voice on the radio. I looked around, very scared! The twisted and narrow space is a mess, full of broken glass, car parts and food. . . The car is ruined. Look at yourself. Nothing happened. It's not logical either. I hit a tree at such a high speed, and I didn't have an airbag, but I flew so far and fell and hit the ground. How can I be okay? At this time, I really began to doubt my life. Am I dead or alive? Be hit, doubt life! This word is so appropriate!

Because before the impact, "I" had experienced another me getting out of the car. At that time, I really suspected that I had died in the original time and space. This seemingly beautiful me was just a soul (at this time, I began to believe that people have souls without thoughts). But I still haven't given up my last effort. I managed to climb back to the road and stand on the road. I think if a car passes by and the driver can see me and stop, then I am alive. If the car doesn't stop, then I may really die. That road is desolate, and no cars ever pass by. Standing between life and death, the heart is bleak, even angry. What the hell happened! Will let an experienced old driver like me encounter such an inexplicable car accident? Also, what have I experienced? I study medicine and work in a pharmaceutical company. I have been studying the "science" of life, and I can't find the answer and theory from any knowledge I have learned! The sense of desolation and helplessness that subverts the three views is really cool into the bone marrow! I, a science and engineering man, seem to have lived all my life in vain and learned so much in vain. I really have no knowledge that can be discharged to the end of my life-being a doctor is not shameful! Looking back now, did many of us find out at the last minute that our life and study were in vain? Death is the most important knowledge in the world. . . After waiting for a long time, it was getting dark, and I became more and more desperate, even standing in the middle of the road. Finally, I drifted from my original destination to a car light, slowed down and stopped. A soft female voice, "Are you okay?" This is the most angelic voice I have ever heard in my life. It's the beautiful Japanese lady below. As soon as I heard someone talking to me, I didn't confirm that I was still alive. Only then did they feel exhausted and sat on the ground with weak legs (in retrospect, they were probably scared enough by the man who touched porcelain). I remember saying, "I'm alive! But my car was crushed. I said I was alive. I'm not good. They took me to a nearby native who opened a small hotel+gas station.

The shopkeeper is a stout native. Very enthusiastic to ask me where the accident happened. Said you could take me to the scene (a little strange, I went anyway). So there is the photo of the accident scene above. When I came back, I was exhausted, but how was I reborn? I hosted everyone there and ordered the best and most expensive pizza in the hotel to celebrate my death. The happiest thing is that this little boy told me that I haven't eaten pizza for a long time.

What shocked me even more was that when I got up the next morning, the trailer driver sent by the car rental company took me back to the scene of the accident. The driver told me a very shocking thing! "You are so lucky. The same thing happened here a few days ago. A seven-person van also fell off the cliff. Seven people are dead. " Showed me the tire tracks on my way out of the road. It seems that the driver in front is a little slower than me. Every time I think about it, even now, I type this paragraph, my hands and feet are cold and my heart is full of fear!

What surprised me even more was the details of the accident scene! This is a picture of this tree. The huge impact of the high-speed impact of the car actually uprooted the tree and even flew out of the roadbed into the bushes.

What a huge impact this is! But I was unscathed without airbag protection, especially without concussion. What kind of miracle is this, and what kind of power protects me?

The second miracle is the way my car landed after flying. I should have landed in front of this cement pole in the bush, but my car landed in a strange way, as if it changed the direction of the front of the car before landing and planted it in the soil beside the pole! If my car falls from a height, it doesn't fall into the mud, but directly hits the telephone pole, it is estimated that my life will die no matter how big it is! Stranger still, although I was still watching the white sky and the black forest rotate alternately when I was flying in the sky, I still lost my visual memory at the moment I landed, that is, before the second huge impact came. It seems that the memory of that most critical moment has been erased!

Seeing this, my fear turned into awe and deep gratitude. I look up at the sky and deeply appreciate the mysterious power that saved my life! And I deeply feel that my life no longer belongs to me. I am a man who has come back from the dead. Every day is a gift from God! At the moment of gratitude and incomprehension, a deep sense of mission rises slowly and firmly. My life no longer belongs to me! It belongs to everyone! I seem to have glimpsed part of my mission. Why did you choose me to live? Maybe because I am a teacher, I can be a messenger! Have this experience of surviving. If I can survive, I will have the opportunity to tell every friend in the world what may happen after my death! Physical death is not necessarily the end! Back to the earth, back to the airport, the first thing is to buy a diary, with awe, to record what just happened. So after all these years, my memory is still clear.

After that, I still remember that grateful moment, my promise and my mission. Every class, whether it is EMBA or internal training, I will devote my evening time to a public welfare class about life and share this story with you. And vowed to give face-to-face lessons on life and life and death for 654.38 million+people. Tell you what it feels like to be reborn after my death:

After death, it is probably not the end, the real me (whether you call it consciousness, soul, mind, self-continuation, the last knowledge). . . . ) will immediately or have left the body that may have problems, and will enter a higher level of time and space or a higher dimension beyond this time and space. In higher dimensions, your life will be as clear as the photo in front of you.

In the boring waiting moment before dying, I realized another truth of life, that is, the soul leaving our body seems to have an instinctive judgment of good and evil (all the events of life are in front of us), and the soul leaving our body seems to be full of kindness and justice to judge the behavior at that time.

Knowing this, I have a great feeling about myself. I am glad that I was a good person in the first half of my life, and I will be a kind person no matter how long I spend in the later time! Don't be full of regrets at the last moment of your life, because in the slow review of time before death, you are likely to stay in that kind of regret for a long time. )! If the last thought before dying is regret, such a life, no matter how rich and beautiful, should not be what a visionary and wise person wants.

This experience makes me more willing to be a kind person and treat everyone I meet in my life as well as possible. And as soon as possible to those friends who may be accidentally hurt in the course of life, lovers and business partners who have no chance to get together, say sorry and bless you. Don't wait until the last moment of your life to start falling into endless regrets. This experience also makes me sincerely hope that on my deathbed, my soul will be pleased to say, is this life okay? At least, let so many people know what may happen after death, and let so many people want to believe in kindness!

Postscript:

Then I began to investigate two things:

1: What happened on the road in this remote corner of New Zealand? It is unlikely that any foreign driver will slow down to survive without warning. The results of the survey surprised me even more. I almost escaped a perfect non-directional murder! Ruined my three views again! In fact, if you are good at grasping details and reasoning, you may be able to find out from my current words what terrible profit killing I may have experienced. I suddenly found it when I was looking through photos after I left New Zealand. It was later verified. I want to hear your imagination. . . This is the next paragraph:

2. What have I experienced? After consulting a lot of research and books, I realized that what I experienced could be called near-death experience, or more accurately, out-of-body experience.

Well, I'll tell you in the next article "The indifferent man-made car accident I experienced in New Zealand: Starting the investigation (II)".