I had savored life like the nectar of the wildflowers in summer. Now is to drink the intoxicating wine of death to the very last drop. Yes, I had experienced death more than a dozen times when I visited Hell with Izrael as my cloak.
It is just a door. A transit between two worlds, This is the difference between life and death:
Fear of death is unfounded. Much like fear of flying. Surely you have to go through Hell to be in Heaven but once you pass that stage, everything is pretty smooth sailing.
The problem lies when you refu[r]e (refuse) to let go of your life. Should you accept that death is a natural process, then dying is a very pleasant experience.
I am dying right now, My chest and my stomach hurt. After 3 years of quitting cigarettes, I still spit dark gunk in the morning.
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