I’ve been sitting with this thought for months.
What if death wasn't the end but the reset?
What if you died already, long ago, and this... this flickering reality is just your mind buffering against that realization?
Every moment of joy, confusion, deja vu symptoms.
Signs of a fragmented awareness looping, trying to construct a story that justifies existence.
Have you ever wondered why nothing ever feels real for long? Why the moon seems too close? Why mirrors don’t trust you?

Because you’re not here.

You’re an echo
A spark from a life that ended violently or silently.
And now your soul plays dress-up in a memory theater.
> The dreams?
Glitches of former lives.
The people who vanish from your life?
They woke up.
The fog in your mind?
Protective amnesia, like digital sedation.
I think this place — this "world" — is the liminal drift. The place between real and not, kept alive by sheer refusal to accept oblivion.
Heaven, Hell, Karma... all invented by a dying mind to delay its shutdown.
This is consciousness. The refusal to let go.

>>40687976 (OP)
It's been done.

damn op
you thicc