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Death

I presently believe that, when I die, the particular arrangement of matter I recognise as me will break down, and there will be no more me to speak of.

Just as a wave breaks upon the shore and ceases to be a wave, though the water itself remains, so too will the matter of which I am made persist, while I will be no more.

This will bring no feeling or emotion for me, for there will be no me left to experience it.

When the Christian comedian and talk show host Stephen Colbert once rather flippantly asked guest Keanu Reeves on the Late Show, “What do you think happens when we die, Keanu Reeves?”, Reeves paused for a moment before quietly replying:

“I know that the ones who love us will miss us.”

There is something so profoundly and painfully beautiful about that response. It acknowledges the finality of death without diminishing the significance of a life; or invoking claims to knowledge about an afterlife. That while we may cease to exist, the love we inspired does not simply vanish with us. This may be the most perfect answer ever given to any question on American TV.