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About Death And Extinction

By James Donahue

If there is anything we all know, it is that every living thing appears to have a life span, and in the end, there occurs something that we call death.

Death is defined in the American Heritage Dictionary as the end of life of an organism or cell. "In humans and animals, death is manifested by the permanent cessation of vital organic functions, including the absence of heartbeat, spontaneous breathing and brain activity. "

For those of us who have watched a loved-one or pet die, the above description is quite accurate, except for the spiritual part of the death experience. It is a highly emotional experience, one in which the spirit of the individual occupying the body leaves it, never to return. Our recent loss of Tucker, a beloved tiger house cat, still burns heavily on the mind of this writer, even though it happened at least five months ago.

Observing what appears to be the intense agony endured by living creatures, whether human or animal, as they go through the natural process of dying, makes this natural part of the life experience scary. It is a common thing for people to comfort friends and relatives of people who meet sudden accidental death by noting that "they didn't suffer."

Indeed, anyone accidentally killed in a traffic crash, or even shot to death on the battlefield, has found a quick way out of this life without experiencing the extended and intense pain of a natural passing of life into death. We doubt if there is such a thing as dying in our sleep. Things like that may happen, but we have this deep suspicion that even then, the dying subject awakes to the horror of pain before passing on.

The relatively contemporary practice of attaching machines that serve as artificial body organs, thus keeping the body alive and suffering for weeks, months and sometimes years, is a new form of human suffering that makes dying an even more horrifying event for us to think about. Thus we don't allow ourselves to think much about it.

It is common in many societies, especially notable in America, for people to avoid speaking of death. Many folks live as if they will somehow escape the inevitable, and live forever, not bearing to think of life coming to an abrupt end. Even our churches, places designed to help us prepare for death, fail to do their job. Most Christians die fearfully, even though they have gone through life believing that a ficticious god/man Jesus will assure their route into Heaven.

Strangely, while I know of almost no one who remembers being born, it is said that the birth experience is just as painful, not only for the mother but also the child. That modern parents choose to have their babies in hospital settings, believing that the presence of doctors, nurses and the latest medical care is the safest and most pain-free route, only intensifies the agony.

One of our daughters was born breach and the delivery physician was forced to reach inside the birth canal and turn her before the process was finished. Imagine the agony of such a thing.

I was told that a similar thing happened when I was born, and the doctor used some kind of metallic forcips, attached to my head, to pull me into the world. Just thinking about that gives me a headache. I have actually examined my head in a mirror to see if it was somehow squeezed out of shape. It looks relatively normal, however.

Enough about that.

So we have established that both the birth and death experience for humans, and at least for all known mammals, involves a lot of pain. Yet for those who have gone through the death experience and then been revived, the experience of being alive becomes more precious.

My wife's brother, Wayne, once drowned when his swim trunks got caught on a nail when he dove under a home-made raft. When he was pulled from the water and revived by another brother, he said he was so enraptured by the death experience that he was angered when forced back into this world. From that day on, Wayne said he loved life even more intensely than ever, even though he looked forward to death. He said he had no fear of dying after having once been dead.

Prophet Aaron C. Donahue, who also was revived after having died following a medical procedure, tells the very same story. Donahue later volunteered for a simulated death experience, an experimental program developed at the Monroe Institute, at Faber, Virginia, which specializes in out-of-body experiences. He said he took several trips out of his body and went through the death experience daily for one solid week. While in that state, he said he conducted various experiments, discovering just what happens to the "spirit" after it exits the body.

Donahue says the process of dying "hurts like hell" but after that, he said being dead is extremely pleasant. But he says that once you are dead, you discover that every moment that you were alive was extremely precious, and you understand why you do not want to waste the relatively short time we are allowed to exist in these bodies.

Donahue had interesting stories about his death trips at Monroe Institute. He said he found the Christian "Heaven," with its gold-paved streets. He also found Hell, as it exists in the minds of the millions of people who have created it and dumped this information in the collective unconsciousness. He also found a few other interesting levels, including a beautiful place of green grass and beautiful dwellings, all created in the mind, where people sometimes meet during their travels out of the body.

The final destination for the dead is supposed to be "the light," or the heart of the creator. Because there has been a collective unconsciousness library of information, a cellular storage place of the memories of all intelligent beings who have ever lived on the planet, the memory of who we were continues to exist. It constantly returns in the cellular memory of newborn children, thus giving many people the impression that they are reincarnated from earlier lives. In a sense, that is somewhat true.

There is a very big threat looming to this whole business of recycling our cellular information, however. As our solar system ages, as our sun reaches its final stages, and as we humans overpopulate and pollute our planet, we now face a threat of something far worse than the mere pain and suffering of death. This, warns Donahue, is extinction.

Extinction involves the destruction of that wonderful cellular collective memory that we all share. When it is gone, we will find ourselves literally being physically torn apart, and all memory of who we are, who we were, and who we might have become erased.

Extinction will mean that the collective creations of both Heaven and Hell will also be turn asunder, and each individual trapped in those belief systems will be torn apart just like the rest of us.

Donahue warns that it is a fate far worse than death.

An old Indian proverb described it as a flock of vultures pecking us into shreds until we are all devoured. Once we are gone, the birds turn on one another until only the strongest and most powerful of the vultures is left. Then that bird pecks at its own body until nothing is left but the beak