I often wonder what a person's last moments look like.
Does their life flash before their eyes, like all those cliched accounts in movies and books and bad sex stories tell me?
Is there a white light that feels warm and fuzzy?
Do you actually feel anything? Is the moment long, or is it short? Is it true that you actually shit yourself one last time in the moment of your death?
It's different for everyone, I guess. Hitler certainly didn't feel anything like that.
"I didn't see anything special, no white light, no angels, no flashes of my life. I was there, and then I was gone. Like the dust of an Untermensch in the wind." the former chancellor of Germany told me when I asked him about it once, and maybe now it's time to explain a few things.