In college, I took a course on black holes in which I learned about the concept of spaghettification. On occasion, it pops up in my wonderings.

I once wondered if maybe death doesn’t actually exist from the perspective of the person dying.

What if there is a spaghettification of temporal perception that happens as consciousness fades, trapping you eventually in one thought, one final emotion for relative eternity?

I visit this thought from time to time, always discovering something new. And I sometimes flag feelings or experiences to think about at the end just in case.

Welcome to my brain. 🧠