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Esthered:
You're a strong man. Thanks for sharing your story

Thank you so much, dear 🙏

Acidosis:
Amen 🙏 Thank you so much, Ishi

🙏🙏

akezn:
Amen, thanks.

Never be afraid.
You and your siblings are not alone.
God is, and will always be with you. Your ever present help.
Have that in your consciousness.

SKhanmi:
Most young/over civilized/religion brainwashed folks nowadays just dismiss things they see as ceremonial without truly trying to find out the real concept behind it.

Burying a person with a machete is ceremonial but the old ones understand, didn’t the egyptians bury their pharaohs with stuff? They were stupid huh? I hope you know a human being can go to; be attacked and killed on the astral plane. And his body would die here in real life later.

I also hope you know that some people killed in mysterious circumstances do not move along to the next required plane, they stay around the earths plane, get possessed by stronger evil spirits, roaming/haunting known places sometimes for years until forced by higher powers. A spirit like that could wait for whoever killed him/her to die and deal with the person on the same plane because truly, Nothing concerns the dead with the living. There are ways but the consequences are dire.

Widen your knowledge horizons, delve beyond your local knowledge, the indians and whites have a lot of documented info on the spiritual plane if you can’t deign to dig into your own traditional history.

And I mentioned here on this forum years back. Freezing corpses, burying bodies in the ground are all foreign concepts introduced by mostly Christianity and are unnatural. If it must be done, there are some things to be performed first to prevent the spirit from being hijacked by forces and used to enter this realm ( those that die and are seen living in other places again), The best way is cremation(modern or old). This is a rabbit hole and the smart ones would dig into it to know why.

Maybe it would liberate some of you from the abrahamic religions that have not only stolen your very essence but also chained your souls in this life and even the next.

I don't quite agree that burials are offshoots of abrahamic religions. In my culture, bodies have always been buried from time immemorial. The only difference is they were embalmed and within a couple of days were buried. There are different modes of burials in different cultures. In ancient Jewish culture, bodies were entombed, same as Egyptian culture which had some of the most advanced embalment techniques known to man. As a matter of fact, cremation is alien in my culture as it is seen as a desecration of the corpse

Are these actual photos of the morgue your mom was placed in? This can't be a morgue in Nigeria.

We shall all die

dontrulee:
Yes, I've been to the morgue and I've certified many people dead.

They all look like they're sleeping, just that it's a sleep they can't wake up from.

Sometimes this year, one of my girlfriends took a picture of me sleeping and it reminded me of my mortality, that one day (which could be anytime), my eyelids will close never to open again. I loved the picture so much that I used it as my screenlock. We shall all die and it's something we shouldn't be afraid of

Acidosis:
On the day my late wife was to be buried, just about a week after she passed, I went to the morgue with siblings, friends, and relatives. The mortician asked for someone to come and identify her body, which was already dressed for the lying-in-state, before she would be handed over to us. I jumped forward to do it without thinking because I had missed her. Everyone tried to stop me, but I insisted. When I went in, I saw her lying there as if asleep, dressed in a gown I had brought the day before. But she didn't fully look like the same woman I used to know. Reason is because she never slept on her back in that 'position.' The woman I knew would never sleep like because she loved "gum body" so much.

I can’t fully explain how I felt seeing her like that tbh. I didn’t feel the need to cry, crying was the least thing in my mind, maybe because I had already cried my heart out especially on the night she passed or because I had concluded in my heart that “nothing dey this life.” I went numb and maybe d u m b. No tears, no thoughts, nothing. I was just looking at her, but I was too shocked to fully process her condition.

Days, weeks, and even months have passed. There are still moments when I feel deeply sad and withdrawn, only to come out acting like I’m fine, but one thing that has remained consistent is how I feel about life now. I also have a deep sense of respect for people who take their relationship with God very seriously. It may be the only thing worth living for (by relationship with God, I do not mean idolising pastors or jumping from one prayer programme to another). I may have to write about this some other time.

Your story is so touching, may Her soul continue rest in peace.

I have been to the morgue more than 5 times.
When i saw my Dad in the morgue lying dead, I was humbled.
Nothing dey Dix life.

Acidosis:
Spirits do exist; they just can't directly interact or communicate with mortals the way humans do; sometimes they do so through dreams or through individuals with metaphysical abilities.

I like this second phrase. There's someone I know, he's currently in UK. He has the metaphysical ability to communicate with spirits. They reach out to him to send messages to their living relatives. The guy charges them money or favours before sending those messages. Even his wife now knows of it, and she's no longer surprised when they wake up in the morning and see a small bag of money on their front porche. In his case, he can see the spirits even when he's awake


A spirit tried to get my babe to send a message to his people just 2days ago. She didn't agree to. I asked her why, she said she doesn't know the person so she won't.

There are people, and there are people

Kobojunkie:
If that is true, then why do people dread death and do everything to avoid it, particularly the poor and weak in this world? And what is the purpose of all of that power one acquires from dying?

People fear death because we'll always fear what we don't understand

Kobojunkie:
If the experience you had happened on a hot day, then there may be a simple explanation. It is quite possible that before he died, he may have gotten that scent spilled around that area from where the scent wafted towards you. As long as the smell has yet to be washed away, you should be able to go close to the same area again on another hot breezy day and experience the same smell.

The dad of a friend died in Lagos. The news hadn't gotten to his daughter (my friend) yet. I called her that day she she told me she was perceiving the scent of her dad's perfume and the scent was so strong like he was there. This man just got into the country, but he hadn't even reached home

ruggedtimi:
the smell lasted for a couple of minutes. It was more like someone was standing on that spot. When i moved few inch from the spot i didnt perceive the fragrance.

Davoneskay:
Typing ...

A mutual friend (who was in the occult) was sleeping with his friend's (also an occultist) wife. The husband to this adulteress later died for reasons we all do not know. During the services leading to his burial, as his tradition demands, his body was placed in a room. His close pals and relatives were allowed to go in and pay their respects to him (the dead). All did, but when my mutual friend (who's been banging the deceased wife) went in, while still saying, 'Adieu', he got a hard freaking slap from the dead and without blinking an eye bait, he (the wife fu*cker) returned the slap.

According to my mutual friend, the slap he returned to the dead was a super reflex action. To him, failure to respond as such would have led to his own untimely death within seven days.

N.B.: There are other information I left out, sha. This happened in Kogi State. I don't believe the dead can act as such save for those whom were possessed or in the occult. The demons in them can still act. I've seen here on NL where Ghanaian corpses walked to their burial grave.

Illicit
Kobojunkie
Acidosis
Et al

He was right. If he hadn't slapped back he would've died soon

Ishilove:
I don't quite agree that burials are offshoots of abrahamic religions. In my culture, bodies have always been buried from time immemorial. The only difference is they were embalmed and within a couple of days were buried. There are different modes of burials in different cultures. In ancient Jewish culture, bodies were entombed, same as Egyptian culture which had some of the most advanced embalment techniques known to man. As a matter of fact, cremation is alien in my culture as it is seen as a desecration of the corpse

In a way, you’re right, Reason I added “Mostly “ , we can’t ignore their influence on our local traditions though , Egyptian embalmment became ceremonial at a point,

The real concept was for the body to be preserved enough to be reanimated/repossessed by the immortal spirit of their pharaohs when they came back from their perceived journey (death).

Not to last for centuries only to be plundered by modern so called scientific grave robbers. They forget the reason but retained the art.

Well preserved bodies also preserved viruses/flus that killed them compared to ashes to ashes.

My point was most of this cultures believed in a form of afterlife (not waiting for judgement heaven/hell) and prepared the body somehow for it. With emphasis on the spirit being able to leave the body/vicinity of the grave asap.

Embalmment/morgues/preventing the natural decay process of a corpse was definitely not part of it.

The faster the body decays/goes back to ashes/dust, the faster the so called soul/spirit/ethereal bodies linked with it can unravel and move along.

GetSenseNow:
The dad of a friend died in Lagos. The news hadn't gotten to his daughter (my friend) yet. I called her that day she she told me she was perceiving the scent of her dad's perfume and the scent was so strong like he was there. This man just got into the country, but he hadn't even reached home

Sometime ago, I per perceived a scent I had not smelled over 20 years now. I was curious as to how that scent seemed to reappear in my current space thousands of miles from where I first perceived it. It turns out it was part of the base smell for a new perfume that the lady who came to clean the house before I got back worse. She spent hours on the house and so left her scent everywhere in it and that also meant the base scent was strong in the space too.

There is no magic to these things. First of all, scents are not mass produced for single individuals. Second, scents are perceived differently by different people. For example of their were apple, peach, and rose scents, some heavily perceive the apple scent while others perceive the others instead. Third, it is wrong to think that because one person you know used a certain scent therefore everything you perceive that scent, it has to be that same person. That type of reasoning only works with babies or kids. It becomes stewpid when adults do same..

ravensckar:
I once accompanied my dad to the morgue to retrieve the corpse of his brother who was deposited there.

The experience was quite eye-opening. The attendants were a scary bunch of savages. Malhandling corpses and even hitting them without any recourse. One even slapped a female corpse on her butt and said; "Nigba to wa laye, o ni je ki ru mi gbe sunmo eh" meaning when you were alive, you wouldn't have allowed a person like me get closer to you.


Lucky for us, they treated my uncle's corpse with care because my dad had "tipped" them handsomely the day before.

Most of the the men that worked there behaved like lunatics. Some were shirtless and held a bottle of gin (from which they were drinking every now and then). The way and manner in which they malhandle those corpses self....

Now to the moment of truth; when they brought my uncle out, he was quite huge being someone who was huge in his lifetime. Funny enough, he kinda had a smile on him which I found very weird. My dad identified him and did all the necessary settlement before he was released to us.

After that experience, my dad called me and told me two things; firstly, the dead is dead and can't do sh1t. All those stories of corpses attacking somebody is pure fairytale. The only place that one can see them is in the dreams.

Secondly, he made me promise him that his own corpse should never be deposited in a morgue. He said we should bury him immediately he dies.

#Life_Is_Just_Vanity

Wow, your dad is a really strong man.
I also want to be buried right away when I finally leave this world.I don't even need any special prayers from any MOG.

Thanks a bunch.

Mariangeles:
Never be afraid.
You and your siblings are not alone.
God is, and will always be with you. Your ever present help.
Have that in your consciousness.

Dtruthspeaker:
Death is not under just when you are no longer breathing

I’m alive, I don’t know about you… looking at a loved one’s body in a coffin can be painful no doubt but I can never be scared to look at them

gofigurena:
Are these actual photos of the morgue your mom was placed in? This can't be a morgue in Nigeria.

No it's not

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Polynek:
Your story is so touching, may Her soul continue rest in peace.

Amen. Thank you

Lamanii22:
I’m alive, I don’t know about you… looking at a loved one’s body in a coffin can be painful no doubt but I can never be scared to look at them

O i understand, lying to yourself is how you get by with your fear of death.

Acidosis:
Ah, this is difficult to believe, but I won’t dismiss the story just like that. While I do believe that spirits exist, I honestly cannot confirm that the spirits of the dead physically communicate with the living. Through dreams? Oh yes, I’ve had at least two "accurate" encounters this year alone. I left those parts out because people wouldn’t believe me.

I‘d love to read about it. I am not a skeptic, I am a believer.

Okay

illicit:
No it's not

The mod added it

illicit:
My first time and still only time at/in a morgue...
I was out of state. My mum passed away. This was during covid 19. But she succumbed to diabetes. At 66. In a federal medical hospital. They also have a morgue. So she was transferred there.

I have heard a lot about morgue visits. When I lost a brother. My sister told me that the morgue at UCH Ibadan was a very scary place to be. She was maybe 15 and I was maybe 12 then and she was at the morgue with the wife to identify his corpse. She described a morgue in really incredible strange terms. I knew that people exaggerate.

They often want to make you think that a morgue is a spiritual or gothic place, that the dead people are still somehow alive but naked and cold.

Some will even tell you that they go out and come back. Se will even say they sneeze, they eat, they copulate. They hold meetings...

Why are they dead if they can still do things that a living person does?

So I was mentally prepared when it was my turn to see a morgue in and out.

My uncle was there, my brother was there, 2 of my sister's were there except a 6 months pregnant one ( they believe that a spirit can enter her in the morgue) so we left her behind.

At the morgue, inside. I have decided not to let my gaze wonder too far.

When they entered the room or I don't know what it's called. I decided to stay at the entrance because they had to wheel her out for proper identification. I was the only one yet to see her corpse. She died the previous day.

She looked like she was sleeping. I don't know if any man can see their parent in such state and not cry. The tears came without my permission or awareness, I was crying before I realized that I was crying then I felt a hand on my shoulder.
It was just my uncle. I had never cried so hard since I was an adult that someone had to console me. When I lost my very handsome dad as a child, he was just 50 but I have always thought that he was the oldest man, I didn't know if I was to cry or try to be a young man.

Now I know better. I didn't remember anything about spirits I just kept remembering that till I matured. There's no time my mum slept outside unless she travelled. Here she was in this cold place since yesterday among strangers...

There was once corpse behind the entrance, the only one the corner of my eye caught.

I didn't want to stare at it because I won't forget about it. I don't know how to describe this corpse, obviously it didn't die of natural causes. It was bloated and greenish...

There was one worker at morgue. A middle aged man. He also knew my mum at the ward when she was alive. So I learnt or made to believe.
He followed us to the burial. But this man was an extremely quiet person...

He sat away from the crowd. Won't drink alcohol. Ate enough.
I don't know if it was customary for morticians to attend the funeral.

Sometimes I wonder if he wasn't a ghost. But I don't believe in ghosts.

U be coward small and u sound soft

Acidosis:
Oh yes, my brother. Thank you for your condolences.

🙏🙏🙏🙏

Maeve7:
I‘d love to read about it. I am not a skeptic, I am a believer.

1st experience:

I lost someone on the first day of January this year while traveling to another state. A few months later, I saw him in a dream, and we exchanged greetings. In the dream, I was fully aware that he was no more, and I knew I shouldn’t be seeing him, but I wasn’t scared. After we greeted, he asked if he could get 20k from me, specifically mentioning that he wanted me to give it to his wife for light bills and a little extra for her to buy something. I didn't read much meaning to it cos I was also grieving this period.

But the most shocking part of this experience was waking up the next morning to find the first text I received was from his wife, sent using her late husband’s WhatsApp. She had never texted me before [You can already tell why she texted].

Acidosis:
1st experience:

I lost someone on the first day of January this year while traveling to another state. A few months later, I saw him in a dream, and we exchanged greetings. In the dream, I was fully aware that he was no more, and I knew I shouldn’t be seeing him, but I wasn’t scared. After we greeted, he asked if he could get 20k from me, specifically mentioning that he wanted me to give it to his wife for light bills and a little extra for her to buy something. I didn't read much meaning to it cos I was also grieving this period.

But the most shocking part of this experience was waking up the next morning to find the first text I received was from his wife, sent using her late husband’s WhatsApp. She had never texted me before [You can already tell why she texted].

Thank you so much for sharing. I appreciate. I deeply believe that those who have passed are closer than we think/feel they are.