I have been dead for years. There was some cosmic error, and when I died, my body carried on projecting itself vividly in space. I talked and walked, expressed hopes and fears, and interacted in quite an authentic seeming manner with people of all kinds, friendly and unfriendly, hot and cold.

I knew there was something missing, but unfortunately the exact moment of my death passed unnoticed at the time, and the realisation that I was a corpse was slow and doubtful. When did I die? Exact knowledge of the date, time and cause elude me still.

[More pictures, but no more words, can be found here.]