I was trying to really wrap my head around the idea that Aaron’s consciousness doesn’t exist anymore and never will ever again. And I realized something: It is easier for me to accept/grasp the notion of my own consciousness ceasing to exist than it is to accept/grasp me still being around and him not.
I think this might be because when my consciousness ceases to exist, I by definition won’t have to comprehend that fact — or anything else, for that matter.
It really annoys me that he has managed to weasel out of the cognitive work of comprehending his own non-existence, while forcing the rest of us to deal with it.
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