This website claims to visualize those who are entering and those who are leaving this very brief crack of light between the voids in real-time. But what’s interesting about this is it brings to mind a point Vladimir Nabokov makes on the first page of his most Proustian memoir, Speak Memory: The void before is not the same as the void that follows. The void before is the region of possibilities and the one after is only a big and unthinkable impossible. The source of the terror we feel about the second void, and what makes it so impossible, is when we enter it, it not only annihilates the inner world of the individual but also the first void from which he/she emerged. What we always end with is just one void in which nothing ever happened. To die is never to have lived at all.
