i've always been morbidly fascinated with death and whatever comes after it, if anything. i know that if things fuck up magnificently, i've always got that escape, my Get Out Of Jail Free card. and it'll be a fucking adventure. if there's nothing, so be it, at least i got out when i wanted to. but if there is something, maybe i can somehow start again.
maybe that's just me being fucked in the head, but that's how i feel about it. no, i don't have any specific beliefs about what happens when you die, but when the time comes i suppose i'll find out one way or another. i won't be disappointed no matter what the outcome, it's a win-win situation for me, at least i fucking tried.
so in short: i dunno.
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