Moving on, it was in the thrird trimester of my vacation that my best girl Lindsay sent me an interesting text. She said: “Have you heard about “Gateway Of The Mind”?
As I scanned my memory, I realized that no, I had not. However, the phrase got my attention, so I began an interweb search and it wasn’t long before I found the story at an interesting site called Creepypasta.com.
So, put on your specs, sit back and enjoy Gateway Of The Mind:
In 1983, a team of deeply pious scientists conducted a radical experiment in an undisclosed facility. The scientists had theorized that a human without access to any senses or ways to perceive stimuli would be able to perceive the presence of God. They believed that the five senses clouded our awareness of eternity, and without them, a human could actually establish contact with God by thought. An elderly man who claimed to have “nothing to left to live for” was the only test subject to volunteer. To purge him of all his senses, the scientists performed a complex operation in which every sensory nerve connection to the brain was surgically severed. Although the test subject retained full muscular function, he could not see, hear, taste, smell, or feel. With no possible way to communicate with or even sense the outside world, he was alone with his thoughts.
Scientists monitored him as he spoke aloud about his state of mind in jumbled, slurred sentences that he couldn’t even hear. After four days, the man claimed to be hearing hushed, unintelligible voices in his head. Assuming it was an onset of psychosis, the scientists paid little attention to the man’s concerns.
Two days later, the man cried that he could hear his dead wife speaking with him, and even more, he could communicate back. The scientists were intrigued, but were not convinced until the subject started naming dead relatives of the scientists. He repeated personal information to the scientists that only their dead spouses and parents would have known. At this point, a sizable portion of scientists left the study.
After a week of conversing with the deceased through his thoughts, the subject became distressed, saying the voices were overwhelming. In every waking moment, his consciousness was bombarded by hundreds of voices that refused to leave him alone. He frequently threw himself against the wall, trying to elicit a pain response. He begged the scientists for sedatives, so he could escape the voices by sleeping. This tactic worked for three days, until he started having severe night terrors. The subject repeatedly said that he could see and hear the deceased in his dreams.
Only a day later, the subject began to scream and claw at his nonfunctional eyes, hoping to sense something in the physical world. The hysterical subject now said the voices of the dead were deafening and hostile, speaking of hell and the end of the world. At one point, he yelled “No heaven, no forgiveness” for five hours straight. He continually begged to be killed, but the scientists were convinced that he was close to establishing contact with God.
After another day, the subject could no longer form coherent sentences. Seemingly mad, he started to bite off chunks of flesh from his arm. The scientists rushed into the test chamber and restrained him to a table so he could not kill himself. After a few hours of being tied down, the subject halted his struggling and screaming. He stared blankly at the ceiling as teardrops silently streaked across his face. For two weeks, the subject had to be manually hydrated due to the constant crying. Eventually, he turned his head and, despite his blindness, made focused eye contact with a scientist for the first time in the study. He whispered “I have spoken with God, and he has abandoned us” and his vital signs stopped. There was no apparent cause of death.
Pretty creepy, huh? What’s more creepy is that this story started my mind to flashing from subject to subject. It was then that I came to finally realize what I had been mulling over for the past five years.
Most of you know that I make no secret about being a Christian. In that respect I often look at the world around me and try to analyze life in regards to God’s involvement with us, more specifically, America.
It was last year when I really started to accept the realization that we in America had changed. Without getting into all the details of what has shaped my views, I will say, the weekly “rampage shootings” were the proverbial camel back straw. The conclusion I had feared for quite some time has come to fruition and it was the above story that triggered my final thoughts on the matter.
The story concludes as the man exclaims: “I have spoken with God, and he has abandoned us”.
However, I believe it’s quite the opposite. In my estimation, we (in America) have abandoned God.
A big shout out to Creepypasta.com for the great story.