Once, when I'm young enough to think my life is only for mine which I can handle on my own, I belived there could be something better (or more valuable) than real after death. In other words, I thought I wouldn't care if I were dying anytime. I was somewhat but certanly nihilistic about life and death.
Now all about I sad above is just a bullshit. There will be NOTHING at all after I'm gone.
Because he is HERE.
Not there.
