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It's best not to think too much. We all die. I died fifteen seconds ago and will spiral into the abyss again in a few moments.
The pain is gone now. Too regular of an occurrence for my mind to panic any longer.
Explaining how everything resets afterward is beyond the grasp of fifteen-second thoughts. Blood drains...
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Awake again. It's best not to think too much. We all die. If I'm going by the traditional, final meaning of death then I don't get that experience.
More than anyone I understand what it feels like to die. However, I will forever be excluded from knowing what the nothing afterward feels like.
Or doesn't feel like. The brief gaps of nothing between my short strings of thoughts are hardly enough. It's... just...
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I wonder if it is possible to stop thinking altogether. Clear the mind entirely and just... be.
I used to practice slowing my perception of time by deep breathing. The technique is completely impossible in the vacuum of space.
To stop thinking entirely would be nice. A welcome sleep and escape from the exhaustion that is living.
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Science-FictionI reawaken to the horror that is never-ending life every time that I die. In deep space, I suffocate every fifteen seconds.
