"For me, after flying down this 'tunnel' and mentally witnessing every moment played back of the life I have left, my heart weeps of the life gone. I black out once more, but not before hearing a voice saying, "welcome home my child, welcome to your heaven."
"I awaken. The sounds of water and the faint sight of a beach comes into view. Not of Earth, but of what I want heaven to be. In a new world, a new life and body (no, not human) as real as the life just lost. Whats more, on the beachside is of family members generations gone and recently lost celebrating your arrival. Forever to live in happiness, or what I believe is happiness to me, to eternity. "Your time will come, now is not the time" I heard... I woke up with high hopes, and no longer fear death. Though I was crying because I actually wanted to stay. Now in reference to the 'generations gone' and others, they of course they can go back to their 'heavens' whenever they want. But when someone new arrives, they make it their duty to greet them back and make sure there has been a safe passage. The image of the beach, new world and new body is what I wish my heaven to be and does not reflect what is expected of others. Others might see Earth, or what they wish a happy life would be or even a Hell- which is what the opposite of what you feel is good- only bad. VERY bad. Who makes the choices of where you go, I am not sure. No doubt a chaotic heart will see darkness and the opposite will see light. But you are aware that the life lost was simply the 'physical' world, and you actually lose interest in it after a short while in your 'heaven'. Though it is not forgotten."