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The Bucket and The Wall.

There’s two questions I’ve always pondered over as far back as I can remember.

1. What happens when you die?

2. What is at the end of the universe?

It’s sad that I’ll probably only find out the answer to one of those questions. I can’t even begin to imagine what is beyond the ‘wall’ of the universe. Or what the wall is. And I probably won’t ever find out. However, when I was a kid, and I was a happy one, I’d fantasize about my death. Not because I wanted to die or because I’m fixated with death. It was just MY death, and a painless one, just because sometimes I couldn’t wait to know what happens next.

We’re going to die. Eventually. But it fascinates me that we have access to this big, red ‘Abort’ button that is suicide, which could potentially shut down my entire universe, with its billions of years of history, the billions of people who have shared this universe with me spanning back to millions of years of things that have happened right here on this blue planet, things said and done and seen and heard and felt by everything and everyone, all gone – in an instant. And I could know the answer to the first question.

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About Humble Mumbler

I like video games, painting, and sitcoms that don't have laugh-tracks. Also house-training beetles.

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