"The actual act of dying is as simple as dozing off after lunch. A drowsy feeling fills the whole of your body with relaxing comfort. You can still see, with your earthly eyes the room about you. Then you notice that there are all kinds of new people standing around your bed, people that you once knew, such as parents, a favorite uncle, a friend who passed over many years sooner. The joy of seeing them again takes your mind off everything else. They take you by the hand and lift you to your feet. This invariably causes you to look back at the bed and to your surprise, you or your mortal shell is still lying there. You say aloud: 'But how can I be here with you people and yet still be lying there on the bed?' Only then do you realize that this is death".

(Mike Swain to his father Jasper in "Heaven's Gift")
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