Pic related (brain) is the only reason you can think, feel, or exist at all. When it dies, that is the end of you, period. The exact moment of death will be the most horrifically terrifying moment that you can imagine. At the moment when your brain realizes you are going to cease to exist and that you will NEVER see your family EVER again, your adrenal glands will overflow you with fear hormones such that you will experience terror the likes of which you cannot even imagine now.

You will never eat food again. You will never listen to music again. You will never see your family again. After you die, you are gone forever. When your brain is destroyed, that is the end of you, permanently.

The last moments before your permanent death will not be blissful or euphoric, and nothing will “flash before you eyes.” Instead, all of the bullshit cope like an afterlife, God, Heaven, souls, and all that other fantasy bullshit that deep down you know is complete retarded fucking cope will vanish from your mind.

You will be left only with horrific terror as your brain tells you that you are about to cease to exist forever, permanently lose all your memories, and experience nothing ever again except for an eternity of fucking oblivion.

Imagine being trapped inside a coffin with no light, being completely unable to move. Now imagine being stuck that way for all eternity. That’s the true afterlife right there. It doesn’t matter if you live for another five years or fifty years. As a matter of mathematical fact, it is still an infinitely short amount of time compared to the ETERNITY of neverending nothingness that will follow immediately after your demise.

Death is the end, forever