Better than chances of winning Powerball

[winterkoninkje]

Between 18.27 and 18.32 PST yours truly was struck by a car while crossing SW Harrison at 4th Avenue. Worry not, no major damage, but let this be a lesson. Bless not every day, but every minute of your life. Let every conversation end as it were your last, because it will be.

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[antayla.livejournal.com]

That sucks :(

How did it feel? (I've always wondered.)

[winterkoninkje.livejournal.com]

In truth I can't say as it really felt like anything. That screech one second before you're used to tuning out, you might ponder briefly, then when first contact is made it all makes sense. You feel your body moving of it's own volition as if someone very even-pacedly tackling you, or as the harness kicking in at the end of a bungie cord but without a jerk; the force is strong but perfectly smooth, even. And then everything goes away. Thoughts. Emotions. Words. Actions. All is void. Even to consider the void is something and so cannot exist. The profundity of void does not exist. All is self evident and needs no consideration or explanation. There is no enlightenment, for enlightenment exists. Things do not happen, action does not exist, and yet change occurs. All is... complete.

Later, slowly, time coalesces, motion is created, reaction bubbles into existence, thought begins but cannot be completed, action exists and form is given to motion, emotion weakly is told by emotion's lack, words exist but cannot be used, the concept "shock" appears but is unaccompanied by "surprise" due to emotions lack, cohesive thought's lack, words give form to thought but they still have no meaning. An action, you look at your watch, time is quantifiable, the mind forms motivation, the world falls into being disjoint, words have meaning but meaning is useless. You've boarded the bus three blocks away. Your knees feel weak. Realization sets in.