Born to Die...

The Absolute fact of life... You were Born to grow up fill up fill out and fuck up, and then you die like a rat in the sewer... it dont matter if your rich or Poor...

Oh my darling, Oh my darling....You will never come again, How can I live without you... with endless sadness and dragging Anchors of sorrow..

Death is the final Veil of normality... the terminal Velocity of Slow time finally ending... dont resist the Reaper, or fear it at all, it is the final act of Existence... Have you rehearsed your "LAST THOUGHT" 

now is a good time to set it up... "so you are ready" I got mine, it is "Boo where are you... come to me darling...

beyond that I will be glad to be gone: