How to disappear completely.

What is the last wish of a dying man?

My life (our lives) is (are) full of desire. Even those few hopeful philosophers who spend their days meditating and attempting to rid themselves of all earthly desires, still desire to rid themselves of desire. Nobody really knows what goes through the head of a person on their death bed. They may see a light at the end of a tunnel, but what do they think about it? How does it make them feel? What does it remind them of? Science tells us it's our failing visual cortex. Religion tells us it's heaven. What do you think it is? It doesn't matter what you think it is, you're not dying.

What final thought does our entire life culminate in? Do each of us have our own unique thought? So few of us even have unique thoughts when we're alive, I doubt that can be it. Maybe everyone thinks the same thing just before they die. One final desire to trump all previous desires. More powerful than the desire to eat, to sleep, to fuck. A desire that perhaps we are all familiar with long before we die. A desire that perhaps any child expresses perfectly by crying out, "I want go to home!"

I am home.

I want to go home.