He can’t describe what is going on and you think he is going to die, but all he can do is cry: “Help me, help me”. Pleads for help The soul is coming inside out from the subconscious. It’s just hell.
When you see the anxiety states of Helleborus, nothing will touch them. You try all kinds of remedies for their fear and anxiety. Their inside is upset, as if someone was trying to pull out the soul and it cannot come out. If it could come out you would die and be happy, but you cannot. You are in hell and your soul is being pulled out. This is the state of Helleborus.
Dullness, stupefaction, answers slowly, weakness of memory these are all words. What happens is that the sensorial part of the human being is blocked. He looks, but he does not see you clearly. When we see the eyes of a person, we understand what he thinks, or we understand his fears or anxieties.
But in a Helleborus case he will look at you in a state of panic and he cannot see. If you ask him what he saw, he cannot describe it. The state is of such anxiety.
I have seen persons in that state. It is said that they roll their head. That’s nice, but I roll my head too. That’s nothing. Rolling the head means nothing. The state itself, the quality is what it’s about. (Imitates the appearance, behaviour of a person in a Helleborus state)
You know, like that: “Help me! Help me! Help! Oh, my God, oh, ah, help me! Help! Help!”
That kind. You look at them and you are terrified. What to do? Give him an injection and put him into a state of Coma, or what?