Waking Dead.

Yup. Today I died. Of course, I was just sweeping the floors. But in my mind, I got into a horrible wreck that left me dead... for over an hour. During that time the medical doctors had no way of expecting me to come back. But I was moving through the world happily. Of course, I couldn't experience anything with "normal" senses, without a brain to organize input or a body to collect it. Rather, everything was like pure uninhibited truth, impossible to doubt, and I experienced everything the way we feel when we have intuition. I wasn't a part of physical space, and socouldn't really travel through it. However, there were current of emotion which I could sense (almost like the human sense of taste, I decided) and then follow to "where" I needed to go. Though I wasn't physical matter I could affect it, being pure energy. Therefore, after "examining" several different living peoples' brains, I figured out how to make my lifeless brain fluent in every language that I couldthink of. Then I learned other things, followed the emotional paths to visit those that I loved, and finally relatched myself to my body. All in all, I had fun with this. Of course they were calling me a medical miracle afterward, but people were quit disappointed with my explanation that I couldn't really have died, because if what I experienced was the after life, there would have been a lot of other dead souls floating around, too. And a lot less people would stay dead.
As for the fluency thing, that was just because I felt like poking around a little in my imagination to make the idea make sense to me.
:)