Modern medicine has gone too far in a sense, able to essentially maintain breathing and a heartbeat longer than intended by our body.
Doctors, hospitals, Churches, Politicians, many others say I am playin God if I want to die with dignity, but check the cartoon for who is playing God! The established medical system can keep us "alive" almost beyond death!
What is truly insane is that health care is a right, and it can be affordable! See my next blog.
If we are wracked in uncontrolled pain, no control over bladder and bowels, no possibility of palliative care, and worse, family is suffering too much for you every day, medical costs are useless and ridiculous, I should be allowed to "pull the plug!"
"The Art of Dying"
I always said that when my time came I’d want to go fast. But where’s the fun in that?
By Peter Schjeldahl
December 16, 2019
"Lung cancer, rampant. No surprise. I’ve smoked since I was sixteen, behind the high-school football bleachers in Northfield, Minnesota. I used to fear the embarrassment of dying youngish, letting people natter sagely, “He smoked, you know.” But at seventy-seven I’m into the actuarial zone.
I know about ending a dependency. I’m an alcoholic twenty-seven years sober. Drink was destroying my life. Tobacco only shortens it, with the best parts over anyway."
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"Life doesn’t go on. It goes nowhere except away. Death goes on. Going on is what death does for a living. The secret to surviving in the universe is to be dead.
Self-knowledge! Almost better never than this late. (I don’t mean that at all. But I enjoy the sound of it.) I am endeavoring to practice self-forgiveness. I believe it’s recommended.
As for folks out there in resentful and envious circles who will be glad to have me out of the way, they, by their pleasure, afford me a bonus credit for increasing human happiness."
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"God creeps in. Human minds are the universe’s only instruments for reflecting on itself. The fact of our existence suggests a cosmic approval of it. (Do we behave badly? We are gifted with the capacity to think so.) We may be accidents of matter and energy, but we can’t help circling back to the sense of a meaning that is unaccountable by the application of what we know. If God is a human invention, good for us! We had to come up with something.
Take death for a walk in your minds, folks. Either you’ll be glad you did or, keeling over suddenly, you won’t be out anything. "
