I need to talk. This is pushing my brain down.
Last night I had a dream where I did something or other and it was bad which I don't remember but anyway I had a death sentence.
I had to take a pill and it would cause me to stop living.
Not a normal dream right? Right.
Well in the course of this dream I started thinking of afterlife.
What if there isn't one. What is it?
In my dream I just remember everything going black.
Which I guess waste dying in the dream and the end of my dream and me just being in this trapped state of mind until I woke up.
It was horrible.
What if that's it when we die.
Just a trapped nothingness.
Black. Alone with our thoughts.
I'm petrified.
I've never thought about what comes after life.
Now I'm questioning if that's the reason we all have religion.
To drill into our heads from the moment of birth that it will be okay, that there isn't some infinite black nothingness waiting for us on the other side.
What if this is death.
What if we lived once and were born again.
How would we know?
This thought and this thought alone is what is most likely going to keep me up for the next two weeks.
How could I cease to exist?
How could I not be living anymore
Not thinking
breathing
feeling.
I'm petrified.
It's hurting my brain.
The end.
Of my ranting.
