I Heard The Music That Plays After You Die

01/31/23 • 14 min

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Cabinet of Fever Dreams - I Heard The Music That Plays After You Die

Transcript

I have never considered myself particularly scared of death. I used to contemplate dying, just like anything that is alive, but the thought of my conscious life ending has never been at the forefront of my mind. Death was something that met other people, for most of my life there were more important things to consider; work, love, pleasure. But then I peeked behind the curtain of the abyss and I will never be the same.

As I write this I lie in a hospital bed. The tips of my fingers are b