spacedijks:

*is about to die* *dmt causes my brain to cease to experience time normally* *i hallucinate an empty grey wall*

*strange bald man pops into my field of view* Hey, Vsauce, Michael here. You are currently experiencing… death. As we speak, the neurons in your brain are firing faster than they ever have before. And all of this happens, just so that your pathetic meat brain can try to divine some meaning from the horror of becoming, well, nothing.