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[in_white_light]

death is an event. after it is nothingness -- not the experience of nothingness, but nothingness... which you could say is here all along, like a layer underneath us, a mantle under our lifecrust. i struggle to comprehend this nothing, this afterdeath, but i cannot, because it is not seeing, it is not hearing, it is not beating, it is nonpattern. i

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[miracleflow]

What happened?

Are you okay?

[in_white_light]

oh god yes! completely fine. i was just talking to my dad in the car yesterday when i went on that thought pattern, and it was jarring. so... nothing happened, except thought and wonder, and inexplicable timing. thanks for the concern, though; i guess the post looks a little ... questionable.

[exmachina1]

sounds like you've been reading James Joyce again. that or nietzsche.