I’ve been thinking about dying more often and how it’s my biggest fear.
How it’s my biggest fear. How when you go, you are gone, and that ends it.
You just hope you had some good years.
I’ve been thinking about darkness more often. That’s all I’ll see when i die.
I know you don’t have any feelings when you’ve ended, but maybe at least you can try.
I guess death is a lot like before you were born. it wasn’t dark and then you were given conciousness. You just were from that point.
So when you’re sleeping forever, it must be like that in reverse.
You won’t mind that you’re going nowhere, but that’s a hard truth to learn.
We as people got greedy somewhere along the line. We wanted more than a century to spend here. We wanted and afterlife.
But is God really watching? If he’s real, is he there damning people for leaving their churches for someone they knew for sure cared?
We can rely on nothing.
This whole universe ticks to the same old grandfather clock chiming the end of all things that exist.
