Transition

You still remember your last breath. It was shallow, fairly typical of the life you look back on. Now you can’t go back and your very last breath is about to come – you feel it.

Your body is withdrawing more and more from the machines that still keep it alive. Nothing will hold you now. You look into the sad eyes of your children that mirror your future – and suddenly realize that you never had a future. Whatever goals you had, now you’re here. There was never any other goal.

In these minutes, you slowly feel the liberation that is gradually releasing you from life. The machine releases you, it no longer has any power over you. One last look back and then everything becomes clear to you. None of it has ever really mattered, images appear before your eyes, disappear, blur. Dissolve. There is no melancholy, no regret, no sadness, you are not sorry for anything. Your life, which seemed so sad, unfair and imperfect a few hours ago, now reveals itself. It was simply everything, there was nothing more. And what is now is so beyond any meaning that there is no impulse at all to create even a single thought about it. There are no thoughts anymore.

What is here does not exist at all. The moment you try to grasp it, it drifts away from you. You are simply left in nothingness. Finally free.