Story About one Trip to Bardo

It was a beautiful day. I don´t remember exactly the date when this true story did happen, but I think it was just few day´s before Halloween, one of my most favorite holiday. Everything important what ever happen in my life, happened just around this time. Althrought almoust all of that event´s were horrible and dark, I still like this time becouse it is mysterious and unpredictable as my soul .

But let´s come back to the story. As I write, it was a beautiful and fresh day. First snow was already on the ground and that´s why we ( my brother and me) had decided to went on a bike trip. We thought that perhaps it´s the last possible day before cold winter will came, when we should go outside. We got good mountain bikes and we were strong and jung, so just in few minutes we have found our selfs up on the hill which is known by the all citizens of Košice under the name ,,Bankov“. Yes, the air was fresh and our minds were clear as the sky above us. So in maybe one or one and half hour we were in Čermel, another well known place for rest down by the bankov.

I said to my brother : ,, Johny, the sun is still not very high and we are fresh too, why don´t we spend some more time here? Maybe we could go to see that rock on which our father just to take us when we were jung.“
At the first moment he was not very happy with it, but than we went on.

It took maybe just half an hour and we were on that magical place of our youth The place where our father just to told us those charming stories from his childhood which we, althrought that we know that he is lying, like to believe that there are true. That was our last stop. Than we went back. I was the first as usual and we biked really, really fast. In that time we didn´t fear the death so we could did even impossible things..

The road was very pleasant.

Sometimes when I am really happy I went to some another world. My body is still here, but my mind wander in limitless space. I think that happen at that day. It was just near by the Čermel, where I suddenly stopped my bike. Unfortunatly my speed was so high, that I flew up and than I fall down right on my had. Than, just for the moment I touch eternity. It was the moment of unbelievable duration. In my mind I came across various subjects. I saw my childhood and than, I found myself in pleasurable darkness and I fall in to it. While I fall deeper and deeper as little Alice from wanderland I felt very confortable and relaxed and I absolutly forgot myself and everything else too. But than, some part of my mind, or maybe some angel or some higher consciusness clearly said something. I hear the voice which said: ,,Michael come back! You have to life and fight with life again, it is too soon to get away, come back!

So I opened my eyes.

Than, I found my brother near by me and I don´t know why, but I told him, that if something like this will ever happen again, I dont want him to go away for help, but he must stay and pray for me.
I said this words in some vision state, but even now I do think, that this is the best thing to do becouse when your mind travell across the horrible bardo, nothing else could help you, nothing else. So that is the end . I will not write about my stay in hospital becouse it is not

Interesting at all and it will be in fact just the description of suffering and that is not very popular subject for most of the readers.