@falcon45ca
hey been doing some light thinking, wondering if u have any insights
Death is without time. In that way it recirculates, as before me there was nothing, and everything was timeless. And as it were decided, from it I was delivered unto the world, where from I will be delivered again unto the void; but there I will not exist and will never have, for timelessness does not exist, nor can memories survive it--and it will be a sacred cleansing of all of all, with no love I've loved to love again, but neither any pain. Death is outside of the universe. There is no sensibility in this world and therefore no possibility for the comprehension thereof. We cannot know death like we know the colour red; we cannot know death for so long as we know ourselves.