What it's like to be epileptic
You meet god, even if you're an atheist.
One minute you're fine, and the next, you feel like you're disappearing. And in between, the past and present and future become one. You find a mirror to look in, because you're so sure you must be disappearing or passing into another dimension. And then, god. Pineapples are the true meaning of the world.. Next thing you know, you're staring at your ceiling. Maybe there's a mother or husband there, telling you "You just had another seizure." Or maybe, you're in the ER ("Do you know what year it is? Who is the president?" And you can't answer. You know it's a doctor, and you're being given a neurological evaluation, and you're failing the test) or you wake up in a weirdo pod that looks like a spaceship, carrying you to who knows where. Your first lucid thought is "So, I guess I'm being abducted by aliens or something?"
Waking up from a seizure in a place like that is wild! Pretty much all epileptics I know have had the same experience. Waking up in an ambulance is weird, weird, weird!
Then they take "seize" all the money in your bank account over the medical bills. Then you have no electricity. Then you're sitting in a tent in your living room, because it's January and cold as shit. It's warmer in the tent.
All hail the market-state, huh?