Our Final Exit

An individual's death is as unique as the life that preceded it,
but the process by which the body breaks down is always the same.
Evolution or God created this magnificent masterpiece:
The *****Sapian Human Brain.
Prior to dyeing in whatever way, this marvelous creation will pave the way
to a most wonderfully beautiful and comforting final exit.
I'd like to share what will one day happen to me and to all of you.
when our existence in our lifetime must end and is due.
I'd like to share with all of you Our Final Exit.
When the brain has exhausted all of its efforts to keep its life alive,
the brain will realize there's nothing left to be done, Its Now Time To Die.
The brain now only has one true and last purpose, so it kicks itself into super overdrive
manufacturing and remanufacturing, 100 million times fold more than in its entire lifetime
all the natural chemicals that get us all naturally high.
Serotonin, Endorphins, Dopamine, etc all flood in great numbers within your brain
You have absolutely no sensation of fear, anxiety or even immeasurable physical pain.
All negative feelings are now totally alien to you. 
You've reached the highest of euphoric state that you could have ever hoped to attain to.
When the time comes when no more natural chemicals from your brain can be released,
You will die in the most blissfully, wonderful, serene eternal sleep.
Believe me when I say, "All do truly rest in peace."

So for those of you who fear the unknown, 
I hope from the above you  have grown
to learn that your final moments need not be feared at all.
Evolution or God created this magnificent masterpiece
that guarantees a most beautiful, comforting final exit for all.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Babcock Avatar
November 9, 2017 at 10:34 AM
Enjoyed this poem giving much comfort on the thought of death. love phyl
Tata Avatar
November 28, 2009 at 8:30 PM
Well, now...I do hope you are right about this. Comforting, indeed. Much Love Me
Culverhouse Avatar
November 17, 2009 at 5:41 AM
enjoyed reading,
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