Pah
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My Death
One two recent occasions, I have had an opportunity to discuss with others, this topic and I thought that it might serve to let others know a little about me.
First of all, I have no terror of death. I am satisfied that it will be another unconscious sleep from which there will be no wakening. This is based partly on physical experience. Several times, my heart has stopped (bardycardia) and several times it went into such a rapid, life threatening arrhythmia called tachycardia. Had this lasted for a few moments/minutes longer my brain would have ceased receiving oxygen and I would have met both clinical indicators of death. When these incidents happened, I became conscienceless. It is very little stretch of the mind to suppose that, being so near death, death would be like this.
Ill relate another incident that happened when I suffered my heart attack. It was massive and while in the hospital I went into episodes of tachycardia. During one of those, I had a vision of myself before a fork in the road shrouded with fog. I understood that I could choose death by going to the path on the left fork and life by taking the one on the right. I thought that I would choose life because I was not done living yet. That was 1983, December 24th.
I have seen the face of death and I have not now, nor at those times, any fear of death. This is but one facet in my atheistic philosophy.
However, I must talk about my living for a fuller picture. I have been fortunate to have had a wonderful life with really minor troughs. I believe my life peaks have been so much higher than any depths I experienced. It has been a wonderful life and continues to get better now that I have Gail. I am not in any hurry to trade that in on death, but when death occurs, I will be satisfied with all that I have received from life and it will have been more than sufficient. I will not be sorry to die but thankful I lived.
There is a sadness on my part about dying. Namely, that the grief of those that survive me is something I do not want to be personally held responsible. I really do not like to hurt the people that love me. I will not be available for giving comfort at my own demise. That troubles me. I will feel no pain and my loved ones will. There is no solution to this problem and I just have to accept it.
One two recent occasions, I have had an opportunity to discuss with others, this topic and I thought that it might serve to let others know a little about me.
First of all, I have no terror of death. I am satisfied that it will be another unconscious sleep from which there will be no wakening. This is based partly on physical experience. Several times, my heart has stopped (bardycardia) and several times it went into such a rapid, life threatening arrhythmia called tachycardia. Had this lasted for a few moments/minutes longer my brain would have ceased receiving oxygen and I would have met both clinical indicators of death. When these incidents happened, I became conscienceless. It is very little stretch of the mind to suppose that, being so near death, death would be like this.
Ill relate another incident that happened when I suffered my heart attack. It was massive and while in the hospital I went into episodes of tachycardia. During one of those, I had a vision of myself before a fork in the road shrouded with fog. I understood that I could choose death by going to the path on the left fork and life by taking the one on the right. I thought that I would choose life because I was not done living yet. That was 1983, December 24th.
I have seen the face of death and I have not now, nor at those times, any fear of death. This is but one facet in my atheistic philosophy.
However, I must talk about my living for a fuller picture. I have been fortunate to have had a wonderful life with really minor troughs. I believe my life peaks have been so much higher than any depths I experienced. It has been a wonderful life and continues to get better now that I have Gail. I am not in any hurry to trade that in on death, but when death occurs, I will be satisfied with all that I have received from life and it will have been more than sufficient. I will not be sorry to die but thankful I lived.
There is a sadness on my part about dying. Namely, that the grief of those that survive me is something I do not want to be personally held responsible. I really do not like to hurt the people that love me. I will not be available for giving comfort at my own demise. That troubles me. I will feel no pain and my loved ones will. There is no solution to this problem and I just have to accept it.