At times I’ve become convinced that all of experienced reality is narrowing to a point and about to wink into nothingness, and myself along with it. It’s hard to explain, but it’s very convincing at the time. So as I experienced this sort of unraveling of the universe I have to confront the idea of my own non-being. Until I come out of it and realize it was all in my head :) Even my early, terrified experiences felt like therapy, like the pain was well spent, so to speak.

Sure, I was just curious. So essentially throughout the experience you felt as if things were sort of 'narrowing' and, inevitably, you would too. And with this repeating over and over again it forced you to confront and eventually move beyond a fear of death?

As they say, "Six million ways to die, choose one"