4. The human being enters a trance which only comes to an end after the last neuron which exists in the brain, out of the approximately 5 000 000 000 neurons, peters out.
The soul accompanies this procedure down to the last neuron. The human being enters what he is left with, namely the creative system, a system that is not mentioned anywhere in medicine, because it is unknown to them. You can think and create not through the nervous system, in so far as the nervous system is the one which coordinates your movements in terms of space and direction, of orientation; nevertheless, the one which creates, which gives you reason and gifts you with conscience, or which coordinates your feelings is none other than the creative system of Creation. That’s what the human being is left with. This system makes you know exactly what happens with you from the moment you are declared deceased. The human being knows everything that happens to him; however, since all his systems are disconnected, he cannot communicate or respond. The human being sees how he is chopped during the autopsy and all the procedures thereafter, including the funeral, wailing, mourning, the priest’s drawl, chants and all that follows.
Afterwards, the ground above comes in and everything starts from the beginning of the end, for now comes the hardest part of self-judgement. The soul is present, to wit the third eye, as well, and thereby the light, as much as needed. Forasmuch as the soul is present at cell level, the neurons, senses and smell return, as well as the respiratory system in 15%. The human being experiences the process of decomposition, just as that of his own body, so that of the coffin, of the material it is made of. Slowly, slowly, the ground breaks through the coffin, regardless of the material it is made of, since iron and all else succumb to weight, to wit time, weight and material ageing let the ground break through the coffin.
From that moment, the toughest phase of self-judgement commences. Worms being to make their appearance. The human being starts turning into their food and feels all the pain of this procedure. Of course, this is nothing until the worms reach the brain where they start eating the neurons. Gradually, the neurons and the constituent matter of the brain run out. The pain of this procedure is borne by the individual concerned down to the last neuron wherewith the soul self-composes, in its turn, yet with a shrill, excruciating cry; and only until then, the human being will have been alive.