In the beginning there was/is hypernothing; at the end there was/is hypernothing.

It was 21 Feb 2020, when hypernothing was made manifest to me in no uncertain terms!

I had suffered a blood vessel rupture, and because I was on a blood thinner for my irregular heartbeat, I was losing blood like crazy. It finally took 4 units of blood to keep me going. In other words, I was unconscious and dying. I am naturally not aware that my wife, Masumi, had called the rescue unit, until they started hooking me up to all kinds of wiring which would furnish them with more all kinds of readings concerning my condition. About this time I regained partial consciousness and strongly resisted all those claustrophobic wires which I tried removing as quickly as they attached them. I remember that I was tremendously confused and I was attempting to make things normal by understanding that one plus one equals two. (I was actually trying to figure that out.) No such luck. Evidently I finally was overcome and they got me to the hospital, where I once more regained partial consciousness. But this time it was very serious. Masumi says she saw my eyes starting to roll back into my head, and she knew I was dying.  I also remember this time period, but my memory is different. I was on a slight incline, and was slowly sliding down towards a black hyperabyss. This hyperabyss (less than nothing) was death, and I was aware of that. In other words, I knew I was dying. And it would only take one more slip, (“SLIP, SLIDING AWAY”) a fraction of a second, on that incline, and it would be all over for me. But I could hear voices telling me to hold on and other such terms. And standing out from those voices was Masumi’s voice, telling me to hold on. I listened to her voice and tried to find something to hold on to. But my physical body did not exist. I had no arms with hands which could hold onto anything. I nearly gave in and let slide the rest of the way. It would be so easy. Just don’t fight it and it’s over. But instead I tried to mentally hang onto Masumi’s voice. And then I remember nothing until I regained full consciousness. Masumi’s voice had kept me from slipping into death just long enough for the staff to bring me back.
I saw death for what it really was. It was the hyperabyss of absolute nothing. It was not threatening or scary. It was just a totally peaceful zilch. It stirred no emotions of any kind. It was nothing of which we should have any fear. I saw no bright light telling me to go back. But each person may have a different experience.

In other words, what I experienced was the same as the conclusion of my paper, the end is the same as the beginning, hypernothing. But was there to be something beyond the hypernothing? Maybe each person’s concept of the HEREAFTER IS DIFFERENT, DEPENDING UPON WHAT HE EXPECTS? I don’t know.

But does that meet the requirements needed to satisfy the conclusions I was after for this paper? It does for me, but each person must satisfy themselves——-Envelopes, in which we find ourselves confined, are not escaped from, they are enlarged, encompassing more. How big are you willing to make your envelope?