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.