When they disconnected my uncle and said he's dead, I stayed watching him, he had his hand clinging to mine and even so it was still warm.
I continued to observe him, he seemed asleep, perhaps 3 or 4 minutes had passed and his skin color was the same. Suddenly, from his face a veil began to fall, which every time it descended, leaving his mummified and disfigured yellow appearance.
Under this non-transparent veil, soft and not very bright white, it fell off its feet and then rose inconclusively towards the ceiling.
He seemed to be observing his abandoned body or waiting if it might react to return, then he descended and stood for a few seconds in front of me (cold I told him bye uncle, I didn't know what else to say) immediately afterwards he began to roll up that veil until taking a top speed like a whirlpool and out the window.
He went to another dimension I thought, look at his expression and it was no longer him, it was a body that had served him to exist in this world, and that inert body had nothing that identified him, his light left and he left the body that It served as a vehicle, that's how I understood it.
I believe everything that you wrote. That is the way we make the transition to another dimension. It has no weight and is not measurable to our feeble tools and will not be understood until we reach the next stage of our existence which is above self consciousness.
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