What do we see when we die?

Sometimes, I'm floating through space.  My mind drifts off and I see the stars surrounding me.  I'm finally free in the dark abyss.  I sail through celestial bodies, their vibrant bodies providing the only color to my existence.  I feel nothing.  I smell nothing.  I hear nothing.  My tongue lies still and my face resembles that of a corpse.  No longer am I tied to the petty concerns of life.  I glimpse eternity and float onward.