Lately I've been thinking, what if after death feels like anxiety? Don't ask me why this has been going around my head, but it just has. What if that disgusting feeling of despair and concern is exactly what stays with you even after life? Only amplified by the fact that everything probably goes dark. Anxiety in darkness. Sounds like hell to me..
Hmm... What is now is the only life we have? Then after this “now” ends, it will be another moment of “now” to embrace. What makes you worry right now?
Thinking too much about now and after is exhausting.. This was just a random dark thought that popped into my head one random night. No idea why though, things are great and nothing is worrying me lately...