Doctors Accidently Record A Dying Brain

Quote, "I think there's something mystical and spiritual about this whole near-death experience," Dr Zemmar said. "And findings like this - it's a moment that scientists lives for."

Interesting that a doctor would say this. Of course there is no proof of this with this one case. But it makes you wonder.

Must have needed a 'medical' article badly to write this one this week.



The good doctor's conclusions seem a bit of conjecture...considering this 'recording' was in 2016....and considering the only other study he could find that might be similar was one from 2013 on rats.


But also because this doctor seems to not only extrapolate what is happening in the brain but also concludes these are 'good thoughts'. I think this is a real stretch of 'science' considering it's one 87 yr old epileptic patient "with a bleeding and swollen brain".



I've always found it rather refreshing that science could NOT say exactly what is happening in your mind as you pass away. Some things should remain a mystery.

Interesting that the entire episode lasted no more than 60 seconds. 30 before the heart stopped and 30 after. So time for a life review and time for, as reported by some to leave the body and report wandering the corridors and listen to conversations, to note what's going on inside the room or outside of it. To go to another fantastic place, speak to loved ones, to be advised to go back. A really crammed 60 seconds. As if time has no meaning. Over a night, REM sleep lasts up to 90 minutes in 10 minute bursts, getting longer with age.

It should be noted, if the narrative is correct, this was the first time ever that the brainwaves had actually been recorded at the time of death. So does it make the the above speculations about what may be happening at death to the brain, just speculations up to this point.

Some people who come out of coma's report stuff like this but it would take place over several days.

Being spiritual does not always include a belief in a creator/designer.

Like McArthur Park
A Batter out of Hell
Like a Virginia Ham
Kentucky Fried Woman
Everybody have Frankfurt's Tonight
Things can Only Get Battered
Sugar me
She wants to Dine with Me

Just don't mention "Fish Eyes"!


No, "my Lord of the Underworld, Giant Venusian Spider People."

Exeter sounds like the Demise Capital of the planet.

"Where did you go to check whethah the death of your brain follows the Whitacre Model, the Donovan Hypothesis or the Fearo Phenomenon?" asks Science Gal.

A voice calls from the wasteland of ether-beyond-ether. "Exeter. There's no finer superlative for this phenomenon."

Science Gal's all-body spasm deflects an imminent amygdala attack. "They gaht pizza an' hot guys?"

A pause of a zillion millennia follows, in which nooly created Science Gal an' Still Dead Whoevah continue their dialog, even though puppies may be dyin' in the heat sumplace they can't figure.

"Science Gal, I love your enthusiasm for the possibility of Worlds Beyond, but did you register I am in Exeter? The theme park where everything bombs and dies? I am dead, done, gone. There is nothing you can do to summon me from this all-encompassing grave in order to answer your questions."

"So why you even botherin' to converse with Moi, Person Exetah?"

"I confess to feeling a sense of faux life thanks to the trio of exotic references you supply in your endeavor to make a cheap pun out of our mortal plight -- and by mortal I refer to you rather than myself because we've already established I'm dead."

"You want I clap muh hands or do a backflip?"

"As I understand how physiology plays these days, likely you can do both -- while peeling a banana. I must go now."

"To Exetah? Thought you were there already?"

"Please desist from trying to tear apart the fabric of the Cosmos with your unbearable ramblings."