A thought on being dead.

What if, you know those people who die for minutes at a time, what if when they die something Else does exist.
They go somewhere,
Else.
Or become something,
Else.
Experience something,
Else, lest they don’t come back.
but in coming back from something they have never known or felt,
it was unrecognizable in human terms,
and upon re-arrival and awakening they forgot all that happened to them
in their 2 minute afterlife.

so until one enters that realm, either firstly or returning, one only ever knows being there when one is there.

What if our entire life is just a two minute death of our other being?

Well, then: I should rather like being fully dead.

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Filed under philosophising, Poetry, really?, Theatre

One response to “A thought on being dead.

  1. Hi, I just posted about after death, my blog is https://t0bec0nsidered.wordpress.com/ if you would like to take a look! This is a great post by the way, the poem is so powerful!

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