The other day I had a sudden realisation that one day I am going to be dead. It’s a fact, it’s reality, there’s no getting out of it, it’s just going to happen. I got the strangest feeling I’ve ever had in my whole life… my whole body when numb and i got this tingly feeling like pins and needles but without the pain (if that makes sense), and although I’ve been aware pretty much my entire existance that one day i’d be dead.. i suppose i’d just never really had that one defining moment when I was like “shit man, this life is actually it”, and since I’m not really sure I beleive in life after death it was pretty fucking scary.. like I could throw myself in front of a train today - not that I’m all that partial to the idea, but that would be it. A few seconds of anognising pain while the thing tears me to peices and then after that i’d be gone and it would be that easy. Death is easy. I think that’s a part of why people fear it so much, it could happen next time you go for a drive or a plane engine could fall from the sky and crush your bedroom, (excuse the donnie darko reference ^.-) and you could be gone. The other part of course is that we’re leaving everything we know and love behind to go into something literally no living thing can describe and we’ve got no idea what we’re in for… will i just end? Will we face God? The Devil?? Will we come back as a snail or a bird or supermodel? (HA).

I can finally answer that question that I’ve never known the answer to.

Q: Am I scared of dying?

A: Most definately.