i wonder what it feels like to die. everyone says you see a light, but what the fuck does everyone know? everyone hasn't been dead before. the idea of ceasing to exhist blows my mind. something has to happen to the concept of "you"--"you" can't just stop being. it's a scientific thing, maybe? as in the whole "you can't destroy matter" law. can your
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moribund. Just a big white dead mackerel. Five minutes later, she
fretted back to existence, like a lost explorer with a great scoop
of the undiscovered.
Merrick: She saw Heaven?
Treves: Well, I quote her: It was neither heavenly nor hellish. Rather like
perambulating in a London fog. People drifted by, but noone spoke.
London, mind you. Hell's probably the provinces. She was shocked it
wasn't more exotic. But allowed as how had she stayed, and got used
to the familiar, so to speak, it did have hints of becoming a kind
of bliss...
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life doesn't make sense.
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