Light at the end of the tunnel (Near death Experiences)

I sometimes wonder about experiences that a lot of people claim to have. Not so much that I doubt they had the experience, but whether the experience existed because of the experiences of others. Like aliens. Tell someone to picture an alien and they'd be likely to describe some big headed, big eyed gray creature. With near death experiences, however, the stories are way too common.

Almost every time you hear about one a few things are mentioned

1. I was floating over my body watching things
   
2. There was a dark tunnel, with a light at the end
   
3. My life flashed before my eyes
   
4. All my family that passed on before me was waiting for me
   

Now while they do sometimes vary a bit, like not all people have all the numbered points (or just variants of them), it makes me wonder whether a near death experience isn't just the electro-chemical reactions in the brain shooting off randomly when trauma/death is imminent. It would make sense, and explain why everyone seems to have them. They've even been shown to happen with blood loss (say being tested in one of those G-force simulators). It would make sense that it is just a chemical thing since it can be reproduced in a laboratory. And there have been a few cases where someone said they were taken to hell (not heaven as so many others report, even atheists); they even smelled the smells, saw the demons, and saw the torture.

But it does make me wonder something. What about people that have a near death experience that doesn't involve any of those items. Just different mental personality causing the brain to fire differently? A few of the "hell NDE's" that I've seen, the person either wasn't a good person, or they had the experience from an accident that was caused by evil means (ex: DUI, killed driver of another car, they had a NDE of going to hell). It could be a mental thing of regret, or it could be they actually went to hell. Of course the only real proof we'd have of whether near death experiences were true would come from the dead, and well, they don't exactly wake up to talk about them.

I know, seems like I'm totally against all accounts for NDE's right? Like I believe there is no light at the end of the tunnel.

But, that'd be wrong. I've had a few NDE's in my lifetime. But I don't know if I can honestly say they were "near death" or not.

Keep in mind the following tidbits of information while reading on: I doubt most if not all religions as being true completely, and I can wake myself up from any dream I have by a certain procedure within the dream.

The first one I had was simple. I was awake, then everything was black, then a man appeared, cussed me out for being where I shouldn't be and told me to go (away) -- I woke up and it was 8 hours later. Could've been a dream, but the entire incident happened in like 5 seconds (fall asleep, black, man, waking). I was exhausted the entire day and almost fell asleep.

Ok… maybe that's not that great of an example.

The second one was a bit more complex. I was alert, then everything went black (see a pattern yet? There never was any white!) the same man from the first NDE appeared, asked me what I was doing there again, told me I should be more careful, and to go. At which point I woke up (late) because apparently I had an allergic reaction to muscle relaxants and had "overdosed" with only one pill.

A bit closer in a sense… but still debatable for a NDE to some I bet.

The third time I had a car accident. It was a bit stranger in the near-death aspect. I was on a straight road about a half mile from the last intersection and about one and a half miles to the next. There were no cars on the road. Slight blackout due to heat and the car went into the ditch. I flew up in the seat and was able to see the back side of the visor (that was pressed up flush with the ceiling before the accident). IMMEDIATELY, i.e. no light, no tunnel, no nothing, I was in a fog-light expanse surrounded by everything. I could see everything that was going on everywhere, I could see in my house, yet see the far reaches of the galaxy. I saw people at schools, people in hospitals, even atoms and molecules moving about. And at that very moment -- I knew everything, and could see everything; only I didn't care about them for they were all pointless. That's right, everything in the universe was completely pointless; it's just some perverted game to prepare you for the life beyond. I could see hundreds of people around me, yet there were easily thousands there. None of them approached me; they just went on with their conversations. I actually tried to "hide" as well as possible to keep from being noticed. For the moment I was there, the thought of "I'm not supposed to be here" immediately came to mind, and I knew I'd be sent away. I never saw anything from my life, other than what was transpiring in the mist -- yet none of it (other than being able to see my house and all) was my life. I had never seen most of the things there. I didn't even know anyone that was hanging around in the mist. And there's the other part -- they weren't people. They were impressions of the once-corporal self. It was like everything just was, without any distinction from one thing to another.

I did realize the reason why they and I no longer cared about the people still living on the planet(s), there was too much information going on to comprehend. It was easier to view only what was in front of you, and ignore the planet. And I managed to do so successfully for eternity -- I saw the universe be born, and the universe die, then be born, then die, over and over and over again as well as everything in between. After a few "eternities" the man from the other NDE's appeared from the mist to talk to a group of people. They responded only by pointing to where I was. He looked over. Then he was inches away. And he only asked a simple thing "why are you here; you're not supposed to be here; go".

At that very instant my body dropped into my car seat and the car came to a rest. The visor was still flush against the ceiling. The radio station had changed. And I was now a quarter mile closer to the intersection than I was before, with a car pulling to a stop before I managed to. I was a bit thrown off, confused -- and a bit pissed off at the "bastards that took my memory from the incident away, oh and not letting me stay". But what really confused me was, how did my car end up closer to the intersection than it was before (since I was heading AWAY from it), and where did this car come from!

What was even more shocking was the guy in the car's comment about my accident. I was on the road right ahead of him (again, there were no cars behind me, I checked the rear view mirror right before the accident -- like under 2 seconds before). He said that my car was there ahead of him, then all of a sudden it went into the ditch, tipped on its side and almost flipped over, but it was like a hand caught it, turned it right side up and set it down on the ground. The lack of any real damage to the soybean field kind of backed his story (it didn't kill the crops; the tow truck driver wondered how I ended up there since there wasn't any disturbed ground from the impact to the resting point).

Now the accident was strange. But so was some of the side effects. Ever since I've had "déjà vu" about a lot of things. But not what people normally think of, I was in classes where professors gave notes on things not in the textbook. In many of my classes I was writing down notes that hadn't been given yet. I drew complex dissection diagrams of animals -- that hadn't been shown to us (and I had never seen). I was writing down the scientific names for insects, without ever of seen them prior. I was taking tests and knew the answers beforehand (scanned "fill in the bubble" tests) -- I was filling in the bubbles quicker than I was reading the questions (i.e. I was at some points 10 questions ahead of myself). Shocking even more that all my answers were correct, and there were five choices to choose from. That's the type of "déjà vu" I had. I didn't think I did it before -- I KNEW I did it before.

And the feeling hasn't subsided yet (entirely).

I even had another experience, my fourth NDE, but long story short, it was similar to the third one and first one combined. Went to the same mist place, only I got cussed out, left to stay there longer (in real time, not "mist world" time) before waking.

So what's this got to do with the end of the world and all? Well, it makes me wonder. When the world does end, will everyone have a death experience (not "near" death experience since they'd actually die)?