To become a fragment of your computer’s imagination.
-David Victor De Transend
When a friend passed away five years ago, I became obsessed with his Facebook page. Reza was my online friend. I had never actually met Reza in real life. I don’t know how different my feeling of loss was compared to someone who had known Reza in real life, but one thing was for sure: there was a void where there used to be an interaction. A couple of months had passed, and I remember sitting in my car having a smoke with a friend wondering what it would be like if I chatted with a…
I became fascinated with Death in my early 20s after I had a near death experience (NDE). I remember how terrifying those last moments were before a black circle closed in on my vision. My life did not flash before my eyes, nor was there a sense of peace or a white light guiding me to the afterlife. There was fear and only fear, and then nothingness.
I opened my eyes seconds later to a team of medics attending to me in the critical care department of Mackenzie Health Hospital. I grabbed the Doctor’s green or perhaps blue sleeve and…
