On dying


A majority of those I know live very less examined lives. It is enough for them to wake up, eat, shit and look forward to the next day. Am not saying this a bad way to live, no, not close. I don’t have a manual on how best to live one’s life. I tend to agree with Socrates though that the un-examined life is not worth living.

Have you ever thought about how you would want to die?ย Would you prefer a disease that eats you slowly, giving you time to put things in order, that is, if there is anything to be ordered or would you prefer to go to bed and wake on the other side?

As for yours truly, since I prefer to go to sleep and wake up on the other side, I try to live each day as my last. Well, there are issues to be settled before this eventuality comes but am gonna make it a priority to have everything in order including my epitaph ๐Ÿ˜›

One Richard Smith however thinks to die with cancer is the best way to go.

Indulge us, share with us your thoughts on this inevitable occurrence.

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As Onyango Makagutu I am Kenyan, as far as I am a man, I am a citizen of the world

43 thoughts on “On dying

  1. aguywithoutboxers says:

    After reading the referenced link, I know my method of preferred demise is suicide. That allows me the option of determining my own readiness. Once the decision is made, there’s simply no turning back. Little time for any regrets. It’s all slam, bam, thank you, sir…good-bye.

    Great topic, buddy! Much love and naked hugs! ๐Ÿ™‚

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  2. john zande says:

    โ€œIn the name of Hippocrates, doctors have invented the most exquisite form of torture ever known to man: survival.โ€

    There it is! Another quote for the OC!!

    I have no idea about how i’d prefer to die, but if its slow i’d hope to have access to an awful lot of opium. My only real fear is G and I dying at the same time, in a crash for example, and leaving the animals.

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  3. ladysighs says:

    I am pretty sure if nature just takes its course, I will be sitting here at the computer and will feel a bit of shooting pain across the chest. I will hang on just long enough to finish the post and … poof. That way to death is fine with me. I hope my husband goes before me and being much older he might. He is in pretty good health, but don’t think he will survive long without me.
    I have some things in order, but the kids can just muddle through the mess on their own. I once asked them…who wanted this or that and it seemed neither wanted this or that. lol

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  4. I either wanna go quick, or end my life myself with the help of a morphine drip. I’ll just fade out into an opium dream. Actually, I may be in one right now. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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  5. archaeopteryx1 says:

    “Let me live out my life in heat of blood,
    Let me die drunken with the dreamer’s wine,
    Let me not see this soul-house, built of mud
    Go toppling into the dust, a vacant shrine.

    “Let me go quickly, like a candlelight,
    Snuffed out just at the hey-day of it’s glow,
    Give me high noon, and let it then be night,
    Thus would I go.

    “And when I go to face this grisly Thing,
    Give me one haughty cry, to pierce the grey Perhaps,
    O’ let me be as a tune-swept fiddle string,
    That feels the Master Melody — and snaps.”

    — Author unknown —

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    • What a superb piece of poetry, Arch. Thanks for posting it here. Too bad we don’t know the author. Hopefully, he or she went the way they wished to go.

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      • archaeopteryx1 says:

        Actually, IBD, I memorized that at 16, and may, at that time, have known the author, but have long since forgotten. In fact, I hope I can get Mak to delete that, as I got it wrong, but to follow, is the corrected version:

        “Let me live out my life in heat of blood,
        Let me die drunken with the dreamer’s wine,
        Let me not see this soul-house, built of mud
        Go toppling into the dust, a vacant shrine.

        “Let me go quickly, like a candlelight,
        Snuffed out just at the hey-day of it’s glow,
        Give me high noon, and let it then be night,
        Thus would I go.

        “And when I go to face this grisly Thing,
        Give me one haughty cry, to pierce the grey Perhaps,
        O’ let me be as a tune-swept fiddle string,
        That feels the Master Melody — and snaps.”

        — Author unknown —

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    • makagutu says:

      That’s a good one

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  6. The question itself begs examination, unless a glib response pops out. I’m with you, I prefer to sleep. One of my college courses was entitled, Death, Dyring, and Religion. The teacher became a good friend. He wrote multiple books on the subject of dying. His courses were not probative on religion, or death, but really inviting looking beyond dogma. Your post reminded me of him. If you want to look him up his name is Ken Kramer. There are some videos of him on line. I have a transcript of a time he interviewed Kuble Ross, in which she had a near death experience. Fascinating stuff. Happy Sunday.

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  7. Nan says:

    Oh my. What a question. Yet one that I think we all consider at some point in our lives. More so as we age …

    It’s long been my hope (as many others, I’m sure) to simply “slip away.” If it takes morphine to do that, then so be it.

    One advantage I have is I live in a state where assisted suicide is legal. Would I ever take advantage of this method? I believe I would, but of course no one knows until that time comes. In any event, it’s nice to have the option.

    You mentioned waking up on the “other side.” I’m curious to know where might that be? Personally, once I’m “gone,” I don’t expect to wake up again … ever.

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  8. Howie says:

    Good question. I’m like you, I’d prefer to go quick in my sleep. Otherwise the opium option that others mentioned seems the way to go. Hoping for a bunch more good years like I’ve had recently though.

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  9. shelldigger says:

    Waking up dead I think is the best any of us could hope for. The morphine drip sounds enticing, but you have to be pretty miserable before they will let you have that option, so I dunno. I live with enough pain already…

    Yeah, lemme just wake up dead please.

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    • makagutu says:

      Waking up dead is I think a cool way to go

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      • shelldigger says:

        Oddly enough, after commenting here on this subject, I ran into a real life scenario totally on topic.

        My youngest son, 13 now, has a girlfriend. (funny I don’t remember him growing up so quickly) This girls father just died from a long protracted battle with cancer. After my son was asked to come to the visitation, he of course needed a ride, and the wife and I took him.

        First thing I noticed was the draperies and the pews did not ignite upon this atheists entrance. Second thing I noticed, there was not a lot of wailing, crying, or even that dreaded atmosphere of despair. Indeed the mood was light, somber of course, but the conversations were not subdued, the kids were laughing occaisionally, there was much togetherness of family and nary a bit of drama to report.

        My take on this unusual scene is the fact that everyone knew this man had fought a long battle, and was finally at peace. I dare say in a better place, and I do not refer to the believers afterlife, just that any mans suffering is ended upon his death. And that is indeed a better place.

        So, after seeing this just now, first hand, I’d have to comment that while I would still prefer to just wake up dead, that option leaves close family in shock and the grief factor runs high. I do not envy the suffering of any individual nor would wish it upon myself (I have plenty of that already) but the death of one who has battled for a long time absolutely gives the family an enviable peace of mind.

        Just thought I’d share that thought…

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        • archaeopteryx1 says:

          I’d prefer to know when I’m going – there are those I’d like to say goodbye to and a couple to whom I’d like to extend a final, “Up yours!”

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          • makagutu says:

            That makes two of us.

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          • shelldigger says:

            My uncle died from cancer many years ago. Knowing it was coming gave me the opportunity to genuinely thank him for helping out my family at one point in time. So that can cut either way. ๐Ÿ™‚
            He requested me to be a pall bearer. I accepted.
            As far as cutting the other way, hell yes there are a couple of people I would love to give a good piece of my mind.

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        • makagutu says:

          Thanks for sharing. I think this puts the matter into perspective

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  10. Don’t we all want to die in our sleep? Preferably when we have sorted out what we leave behind, responsibility and all that. I did think going out gracefully on the op table would have been a least worst option last year, but here I am.

    My mother died at home on the day my partner went to pick her up to bring her to Spain. I think that suited her. Either way, her favourite man (my father was dead) would be there for her.

    Sorry I’ve not been around friend. Still on catch up mode ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

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