I often see my life in third person, with my thoughts being the narrator.
As though my waking life is purely my whole life flashing before my eyes before my death as though death is the only life that really is.
And so what if it is, my life now is the same as what it is now and what it will be when I die, what's now is now and what will ever be. From nothing we enter, to nothing we exit and everything is what we call the bit in between.
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