There was this dream a few days ago...All I recall is that there was a device...it didn't really look like a bomb but it WAS one apparently. We were told not to touch it...that it was live and maybe about to go off.

Of course I picked it up...with the intent of throwing it away. There was a wall a few feet to one side and I decided to throw it over that.

All of a sudden as I was looking down at it in my hands there was a quick flash of light and then nothing...there was no colour...no sound...no pain. Just a millisecond of brightness and then nothing. That feeling of nothingness was profound...overpowering. I was still in command of my consciousness it seemed...and that much of me knew what had happened. The bomb had gone off...and I was dead.

The sudden realization gave me enough of a start that I woke up. I'll remember that feeling for a while I think. Never felt anything like that.

[SorryShaped]

Had that feeling many times. I don't see it as a bad thing but brief a connection with my own mortality.
It's purely spiritual to me.
In the dream you did what you were told not to do and it cost your life, the most precious thing you can have. I think this is a cautionary tale to heeded.

[Thunder Bow]

The end of one way of thinking, a begining of a new way of thinking.