I've come to the realization that there are now more days behind me then ahead of me, thats just statistics. And there are times when I honestly do think about death.
I would like to think that there is some great reward, or reincarnation or something like that to carry you forward because on those days when I think about it, if there isn't then isn't everything that we do a waste?
I think we just stop, I think our brain carries on for several painful minutes slowly starving to death and recording our death in painstaking detail, and then there's nothing.
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My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
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