Is it possible to explain what life must be like when you are dead? It seems like every time i try to imagine it, i always come to this space in my thoughts, where i have no idea what to think of it. I see black, as if your eyes are closed, yet you are unaware of it all. Is it impossible to comprehend what it is like to be dead? It can't be like sleeping, yet you are stuck their. Sometimes i believe in a theory that you almost become another person, and you remember small, insignificant facts about your previous life, almost like a deja vu. Can you explain nothing?