i would like to reincarnate without being aware of it, i envy those in a state of oblivion, i struggle to comprehend hell, and heaven terrifies me. the idea of heaven brought me comfort up until i was around 7. then the concept of infinite life, even the most pleasurable of lives alongside the Holy…
i’m not scared of the plane hitting turbulence and falling out of the sky, i’m certain that that kind of death wouldn’t happen to me. i’m scared of a freak incident where cabin pressure dips without any souls or instruments noticing. everyone just sitting there breathing while something invisible has already started. death scares me…