Hm, in all actuality, I would say that I am going to die either of old age in a gutter, because the uncaring world would then truly pass me by, as it does now in life, or else in the high school which I shall soon attend. I forsee the latter, for I am going to a school where nothing bad has yet happened. I live to fill voids, and so I would fill that one perfectly.
Fake death though, the one I\'d like to die from? well, either I\'d like to die working on an experiment that would change the world, thus forcing my son to finish it on my behalf, or else I would like to die a calm, peaceful death, with those I love and care about sending my comfy coffin off into the sunset on the ocean waves. ahh, to slowly fall asleep rocking back and forth as I did when I was a child, never to wake again, to slowly sink beneath the waves to meet those who traveled the seas, from the rich snobs of the Titanic to the plundering vandals of Blackbeard\'s band of pirates, this is my best death. It is truly amazing though, is it not, that we can try to choose our own fairy-tale ending, when we all know how the cruel world won\'t even let us die in peace.
\"Death.
What a great teacher you are.
Yet few of us elect to learn from you, about life.
That is the essence of death\'s teaching, Life.
Death is not an elective.
One day we will all take the class.
The wise students audit the class in early years and find enlightenment.
They are prepared when graduation day comes.
Bernie S. Siegal, M.D.