[Affolfembonge]

Bronwyn,

I have never actually experienced what you describe, it's interesting though. The concepts of being able to see inside a soul.... is it colors or auras that you see? Do you see fields of energy? Do you hear the thoughts? I would be interested in hearing more of a detailed description, if you are up for sharing.

As far as one of my OBE's where I was killed, I don't mind sharing at all.
I haven't shared too many of them since most of them are quite graphic and as I said, usually end up occurring for some odd reason. When I do this type of travel, I usually 'pop' inside and I am aware that I am there, but I don't think the person is aware of me. Unless.... this might fall under another topic, but I've concidered if the person was aware of me, might it feel something like a feeling of dejavu`?

On to the OBE: **Warning it is Graphic**

I am inside of a man of approximately 35. He is in a business district. He is (I) am there with other men to steal something, we've broken into a business and we are ready to leave. This is something I do for a living. It's night and he's (I am) carrying a hand gun. I run outside of the building and into the night, the other men follow me.

It's been raining, I can smell the rain on the asphalt, it smells like wet dirt and fresh rain. It's a bit chilly, but refreshing. I hear gun shots from behind me and instantly realize there are other men waiting outside for us. A few of my men are shot and fall down behind me. I am shot in my right calf, it's burning and sharp, but I am still able to run. I see a corner of the building to my right I want to get around there to get some cover.

There are parked cars to my left in the street blocking my view of who is shooting at me. I am running toward the corner of the building where there is an alley. I hear an echo sound of a shotgun, and I feel the top part of my head blow off. I begin to fall down, and I see the asphalt coming closer to my face as I near the ground. I fall down and I can feel the pebbles and wetness on my face. I think to myself, I just had the top of my head blown off, why am I not dead? Then everything went completely black, as if someone turned the lights out. Then I (the real me) exited out of this man. I knew that he was dead, and I was there to witness the final moments of his life.

Why? I have no idea. What purpose did it serve? I have no clue. The only thing I can come up with is that I've experienced love, devotion, murder by proxy, and being murdered to name a few fo these particular types of OBE's. Maybe I'm supposed to feel all aspects of life, love, and death vicariously.. I really don't know for sure. The only thing I do know, is it's kind of weird.

Hopefully I haven't overshared..