I’m not scared of death. I’m scared of a painful death.

There are but four ways to die a sardonic spirit might have said to me

There is dying that occurs relatively suddenly

There is dying that occurs relatively gradually

There is dying that occurs relatively painlessly

There is the death that is full of pain

Thus by various means they are combined

The sudden and the gradual

The painless and the painful

To yield but four ways to die

And there are no others

Even after the voice stopped speaking

I listened for it to speak again

After hours and day and years have passed

I listened for some further words

Yet all I heard were the faintest echoes reminding me

There are no others

There are no others

  • Thomas Ligotti, I Have A Special Plan For This World
/r/DeepThoughts Thread