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Brandon Boyd's avatar

This has been really wild reading all of your experiences around brushes with death. It's so easy to assume that in our busy little worlds, we (individually) are alone in these types of experiences, but it turns out nothing could be further from the truth. It would appear that we are, all of us, always on some delicate precipice, so it makes perfect sense to celebrate our aliveness! What a precious and miraculous thing it is to be incarnate; but not just alive, but awake and observing this process. Thank you all so much, and greetings from Memphis, TN.

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Brian Gomez's avatar

I had a near death experience in September 2014. I was living in an Austin-area suburb with my grandparents, just graduated college, and was trying out my “career path” in the ATX area (I’m from WA state). Funny enough, or strangely, earlier that day I stumbled upon pics of seeing Incubus at the Gorge in 2007 and had posted a photo of it to my Instagram (9/21/2014), the concert was actually in August 2007 though. Later that night, I was driving back to my grandparents home after a long day of work and post-work with friends when I fell asleep. I fell asleep and then woke up as my car tires were hitting the sleep strips (in the opposite lane) on a curve and my car flew into a ditch at 60+mph. The whole crash itself was like in slow motion, the most noticeable things to me in this slowed-down moment of time was my sense of smell. The smell of the airbags being deployed, the smell of the grass and the dirt flying in and hitting me as the windshield glass was also splintering and hitting my face. I honestly was thinking I was going to be impaled and killed, but thankfully I survived with just a scratch on my nose. I’m not religious by any means, but it really changed my outlook on life and I TRULY feel like it gave me the butt-kicking I needed to realize not to take life for granted.

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