Sebastian Junger

It never happens, right?

I'm an atheist, right?

So I'm happy to be stand corrected if someone offers up some proof, but thus far it hasn't happened.

And when people say, you know what, the proof of God is that the universe exists.

Who created the universe, motherfucker?

Like, who do you think it has to be God, right?

And I'm like, well, not really, like, because if complex systems need a creator and that's your proof of God, clearly God is a complex system that's at least as complex as the universe he created.

So who created God?

Like, that will not get you—that doesn't prove anything, right?

So that's the—so the theology aside, like—

what did I make of my father appearing above me?

Right.

So, um,

The next morning, to get in there, I have to sort of say what happened to me, right?

And if I may.

The next morning, I woke up in the ICU to the nurse saying, good morning, Mr. Younger, congratulations, you made it.

Like, it's a miracle.

We almost lost you last night, and no one can quite believe you're alive.

You know, welcome back to the world, basically.

I cannot tell you how shocking it is to get news like that if you had no idea you were dying.