Where to Go to Die
The thing is to die unobtrusively. The thing is to die like you lived, in secret. The thing is to avoid comas and strokes and open-heart surgery and go off somewhere and die alone, out-of-reach of embalmers and cremators and grave diggers. The thing is to avoid the hospice and the nursing home.
Your body has been the vessel of your warring soul, it’s sanctified. Don’t let them carry it out strapped to a gurney with a sheet over its face, the face that played host to your sparkling eyes. Don’t let them rouge it up and tint its hair. Don’t let them dress it in a stranger’s clothes and lay it in a half-open casket for people to file by and gawk at. Don’t go in for check-ups, don’t get diagnosed and then set upon by desperate cures. Your body will tinker with keeping itself going until there’s nothing left to tinker with, and then it will help you plan your disappearance.
This is a way to live, not a way to die. Practiced properly it will work except in cases like a car crash or being murdered on a subway platform. Then God will intervene and lift your body into the sky in a blaze of light so all the world can see that we don’t have to live the way we do.
Holy wow, John, this is off-the-map tremendous
statement of life & death — I’m going to print it out
so I can stare at it some more —
Best stuff I’ve ever found on dying is the Tibetan Book of the Dead as well as Sogyal Rinpoche’s renowned book on LIVING & DYING based on
Book of the Dead —
Myself, I want a sky burial . . . .
…..Mark Weber
Mark … glad it touched a nerve with you. Herr Klaus has been very generous in posting my Shards on the Outlaw site. If you’d like to receive Shards as they roll out via email, I can put you on a list; just send your email address to me at dasleben@fairpoint.net
Totally on the mark. Love it and Old Age also. This site is a golden gift of presentation.
I shall go to the sea…
Susan Supley
Its times like this I wonder if dying young wouldn’t be such a terrible thing…then I snap outta it again.