i believe all these things should be taken care by nature ,

also if one finds himself in a very bad situation , starvation seems like the only way which might enable one to die in a very awake , hyperspatial situation , as literally starvation can do wonders if one wants to trip that way

i suppose its not my place to contemplate such things as i am very fit and fine

yet i rather die awake than die asleep , starvation is the way

Halo jump -- minus the gear.

When Ix was first researching DMT, I read about a guy who supposedly decided parajumping after hitting DMT would be a great plan, and almost died, said he was lucky he came to in time to pull the sheet, and his dose was definitely break through, no way in hell would I ever do that, however I would LOVE to try skydiving at least once sober. Also I agree with those saying I would accept my death as it came I would hope to have the strength to do so at least. Not saying anyone who choose otherwise is weak, but IMO thats how I'd prefer to go, NATURALLY.

I think you are confusing starvation with fasting. Fasting may increase one's lucidity, but death by starvation is a slow and painful process of the body's functions shutting down. One would hardly be lucid by the end.

http://k9keystrokes.hubp...om/hub/IRA-Hunger-Strike

(warning, not easy reading material)

I agree with Soulfood but I would have no problem making myself comfortable with buccal clonazepam and fentanyl if pain and anxiety were prominent in my demise.

A most profound and astute observation! Yet, it is so hard to live like that. The irony of life....

> A buddy of mine soaked his used fentaynl patches in a cup of coffee, his nephew said he looked real peaceful,
like he had just fell asleep!

> I'd go for an overdose of oxycodone, with a few valium and a Jack Daniels chaser just to make sure!
Hey, at least I'd be feelin' No-Pain!!!

Yeah i know Mr P your comment is true, and to be honest i felt a little bit of a pedantic killjoy after posting my last comment! So i will give a sensible potential suicide pact from my point of view.

If i was diagnosed with a terminal disease and told mybe that i had 6 months to a year to live followed by a painful death, i think i would buy a very powerful motorcycle with a pukka chassis and take it to a race track as often as possible. On track i would apply myself to go as fast as humanly possible and also try to break the world record for the fastest wheelie ever done.
If i didn"t manage to kill myself that way i feel there is a possibility that all the adrenaline and extreme good vibe buzzes going on in my brain may chase away the illness from my ailing body. If not, and i just kept falling off and breaking bones i think i"d go the comfy drug route and see my time out that way.

I" be like the bloke out of breaking bad, only i"d be breaking good. Or at the very least breaking limbs.

I would get on my bike and go halfway around the world to this destination:



If I still want to kill myself when I get there it means that I'm serious about it. Then starving would be a good option for a vivid death experience I think.

It's a hard question that I have no definitive answer to. I just hope to experience the moment of death consciously, so not numbed by painkillers or anything, and hopefully not too filled with fear to let everything go and surrender. DMT of course has some valuable lessons to learn about letting go.

Because I have no definitive answer, and because I certainly don't know what it feels like to be dying in horrible pain, I can't really tell, but for now I'd say I hope I'd have the courage and the strength to 'eat anything that's on my plate' and euthanasia doesn't really conform with my world view. I don't mean to impose this view on anyone else though, not even on myself when I should be in such a situation.

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In this documentary, there are featured some Tibetan yogis who choose the moment of their own death, say goodbye to their pupils and cease living in this world. It's not the same as euthanasia by any means but I thought I'd share it all the same

Assume racking pain... Dilaudid DRIP to OD, promethazine for nausea. Actually hanging is fine too. No more death answers...

For myself? I wouldn't wait for the pain to get too bad. If I knew I had terminal cancer and had a lil time left I'd choose getting high on my favorite psychedelic and driving my favorite car off a cliff to my death.
It'd be like a modern Viking funeral.
In this scenario of really bad disease or cancer I would choose to not fight it if the odds didn't sound good to me or the treatment seemed especially unenjoyable.


What would really happen in my life and scenario?
Well for starters, I have a wife and two lovely kids. As such for their benefit I would have to fight whatever disease and undergo whatever torturous medical care is required to stay with them as long as I could for their sake.
The only exception I could see to this rule, is that the financial situation regarding my medical care put them in jeopardy, in which case I would find a nice way to work my way out of life, or ignore treatment and deal with the consequences.

See finalexit.org for serious answers. The most foolproof and painless way involves setting up a helium inhaler. The body doesn't choke on helium, you just pass out then suffocate while unconcious. Plus your last words are good for a laugh.

Rosebud...

I would hold an art exhibition where I would show off a bunch of bad artwork, then for the finale I would stand in front of a giant canvas and pull the pins on my grenade modified beer can hat. That way I'd one up Van Gogh and Pollock at the same time.

Of course all the crappy artwork would be worth millions after that and I would have donated it all to charitable causes before hand.

I would want to thumbprint LSD, and have someone put a bullet in my brain while my ego was dead in hyperspace.

If no one was willing to do that, I suppose I'd have to rig up some kind of Rube Goldbgerg contraption with a timer to do it for me.

Thumbprinting doesn't kill you, but while your ego is dead, you can't move, you're basically out like a light.

A quick bullet to the brain, ending all neural activity while I don't even exist seems like the easiest way. I suppose decapitation would work as well. I'm afraid of trying anything pharmacological, just in case it messed with the action of the LSD and turned the euphoric ego-death into something terrible.

Alternatively, if I knew that I had some kind of excruciating cancer or neurodegenerative illness that was going to turn me into a helpless vegetable, I would pick a nice day while I was still mostly healthy, go out into the woods, eat five grams of mushrooms, smoke some DMT while on the trip, and as I started to come down at the end of the day, IV a lethal dose of heroin.

That might also be nice. Time to meditate on my impending death, and then going out wrapped in a cocoon of bliss.

EDIT: I suppose IVing a lethal dose of LSD would have a similar effect to the bullet/thumbprint method. I could try that.

Asphyxiation by means of cannabis oil vapor.

In the event of aquiring a incurable terminal illness, i think i'd go this route-

A few days camping high in the sierras with close friends/a few family members, definately a trip sometime with them, at least those open to the idea, and let them know what my plan is, then wake at dawn one morning, write whats on my mind, and leave a note for them not to come looking for me, and its my wish not to be found, have a formal burial, etc. Then walk off until i find the proper place to plummet to whatever comes next.

I wouldn't want anyone around to see me jump or land, but i would be honest and firm with the people i'm with that its my choice and theres nothing they can do to stop me. I would let them know my intentions, but i don't want anyone to come looking for me, or be there when i jump or hit the ground. No one needs to see that.

All i ask is being able to have good memories/love to share with the people i love most in my last few weeks of life, then just wake up one morning, write down the most honest things i can about myself, my opinions, my loved ones, my appreccaition for them, and why I'm chosing to end my suffering this way. Then walk off into the wilderness alone, and end my life in the most beautiful setting possible.

If i die miserable in some hosptial bed, so be it. But i'm going to make damn sure thats the least likely to happen. Meaning i may get a notarized legal document insisting i be removed, and allowed assisted suicide by someone willing to help, in the way i so choose. Just to have a better chance of it happening if i loose control over being able to do so myself, and provide legal protection to the angels of mercy that choose to help me pass the way i want to pass.

Starvation, shooting myself, overdose on drugs, not my thing. I'd rather jump and return to the crucible that birthed me, and return my physical body to contribute to natural ecological processes. I'd be honored to have my body eaten to feed hungry wild animals, decompose to fertilize the plants/trees in the area, or whatnot.

Just don't put me in a box in the ground that wastes the natural resources that is the flesh of animal meat, its unnatural, perverted, and immoral to me. And i don't want to know some tree was cut down and my family paid thousands of dollars for a materialistic superficial coffin that is everything i hate about our culture, the need to intellectually seperate ourselves from the natural system of ecology. No matter how futile that attempt is.