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No thoughts at all. No dreams\nDay and night, the same- blank\nPrecisely like death\nIs it very hard?\nNo. It's exactly the same as being dead\nWhich is not difficult, is it?\nTo be dead is easy\nYou don't do anything at all\nYou can't do anything when you are dead\nIt's been the same. Exactly\nDo you miss your old life?\nYes. But I've never been conscious to think that\nSo I've never been bored or upset\nI've never been anything at all\nIt's exactly the same as death\nNo dreams, even. Day and night, the same\nWhen you miss your old life\nYou say, \"yes, I miss my old life\"\nWhat do you miss?\nThe fact that I was a musician. 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No thoughts at all. No dreams\n[07:22.48] Day and night, the same- blank\n[07:25.33] Precisely like death\n[07:30.53] Is it very hard?\n[07:31.79] No. It's exactly the same as being dead\n[07:35.09] Which is not difficult, is it?\n[07:37.30] To be dead is easy\n[07:39.10] You don't do anything at all\n[07:41.27] You can't do anything when you are dead\n[07:47.13] It's been the same. Exactly\n[07:51.66] Do you miss your old life?\n[07:53.52] Yes. But I've never been conscious to think that\n[07:58.05] So I've never been bored or upset\n[08:00.46] I've never been anything at all\n[08:01.99] It's exactly the same as death\n[08:04.47] No dreams, even. Day and night, the same\n[08:09.37] When you miss your old life\n[08:10.58] You say, \"yes, I miss my old life\"\n[08:13.07] What do you miss?\n[08:15.23] The fact that I was a musician. 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