I was 27 years old the first time I died. I remember there was white everywhere. There was war and I felt alive but really I was dead. Sometimes I think we live through things only to be able to say that it happened. That it wasn't to someone else, it was to me. Sometimes we live to beat the odds. I'm not crazy even though they thought I was. I live in the same world as everyone else; I just saw more of it, as I'm sure you have. They'll find my body tomorrow; you can check it out if you don't believe me.... Sometimes life can only really begin with the knowledge of death, that it can all end even when you least want it to. The important thing in life is to believe, while you are still alive, its never too late. I promise you, no matter how bad things look, they look better awake then they do asleep. When you die there is only one thing you want to happen. You want to come back.