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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.
Standing erect in row upon row like soldiers in formation,
Are marble stones honoring those who died for their nation.
On each is etched the honored name for all eternity,
Of a gallant patriot belonging to a very special fraternity.
Too many stones are etched, "Known But To God Alone."
'Tis sad that the names of those heroes will ne'er be known.
Valiant troops lie asleep who died to ensure freedom's flame,
And sadly, sadly, we don't even know their name!
They sacrificed all upon the field of strife and were torn asunder.
Grieving families gaze upon the stone and will ever wonder,
"Could that be my son, my brother, my daddy sleeping there?"
Alas, they'll never know, adding to their despair.
"Taps" echoes across the rolling plain at the close of day,
To honor those who rest 'neath that hallowed clay.
They'll stand smart and tall when mustered for that last patrol.
Each will proudly answer "Here!" for that final call of the roll!
When Gabriel sounds the trumpet and they shed their funereal gown,
God will embrace each saying, "Soldier, you served Me with renown!"
With unknown name we can't bestow upon them due acclaim,
But we can rest assured that God will, since He knows their name!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
Mike,
You started out a little baby. You grew into a child.
You faced so many changes in life, but you always kept a smile.
We wish you all the luck up there.
May God bless you with a kiss.
We all loved you very much
and you'll be very dearly missed.
When God called upon you, he knew it was for the best.
He didn't want to see you suffer, so he laid you down to rest.
Although the pain for all of us is way too much to bare,
we realize now that God did this because he truly does care.
We met you as a stranger. You left us as a friend.
We'll see you up in heaven, where friendship never ends.
Your Friend,
Kristin
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