Sometimes I get the negative affirmation of wanting to shoot myself in the mouth. Though this is not near how I would want to go, at least with my present understanding of death. Blowing out the spinal column under the brain stem seems like it would be effective though I have a lot of respect for the experiences the spinal column can bring us through. Aiming for the brain would be detrimental to the experience too.
Most people only get to once, don’t you want to experience your death? My oldest desire for death would be a mix of something with blood loss. Blood makes me queasy, I think I understood why finally when I was doing a test for my new job at a ballpark. I view blood as a pure representation of my life/soul essence, whilst other people who don’t view their body as a temple gross me out. I can revel in my own blood though the blood of others weirds me out.
Another one, actually brought to light (expressed first) by my old astronomy professor was if he wanted to go, he would want to fly into the sun or something like that. While degrading towards another planets evolution, I would want to die visiting Saturn or Neptune, maybe Uranus. This is really selfish though because the bio-dome that is a human body could change the future possibilitys of life on another planet.
Most of all I would want to make a difference with my death, mankind is a spec on the spectrum of life here. If I could change the outcome… for enlightenment or survival of a species(human or animals) I could die in an altruistic fashion.
To the dismay of ears out of reach from this post, I would also think about poisoning myself with a shamanistic plant. Everyone that says be careful with such plants are looking out for my best interests to experience visionary states in a safe matter or something like that would never like to hear this. Though like the DMT that emits from the brain stem upon death, psychedelics/deliriants and death go hand in hand. There is a mystery of death, yes, though I believe we can experience death without fully abandoning this side. Or having to be resuscitated. Eric gives me hope(? what is hope) that I could penetrate these mysteries and bring the wisdom of death and darkness as an acasual manifestation on this plane. “Poisionous haze. The The philter’s steam. Deadly Nightshade and Mandragora, step into the door. Float into the dream. Take the last step into the mist.” -Johannes Andersson
On that note heres some music