Death surrounds us, inescapable, hovering, watching and chomping at the bit.
It's not death that scares me, its the idea that my mind and soul will go
away, that all the things in life will go away and I will never wake up
and that I never existed... and when I'm dead, life will go on for
everyone else and I will never have or will have existed except in
pictures.
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