anyone has the right to choose when to die, as long as it doesn't affect the liberties of another. as an hiv+ person, i know that when i can no longer garden, (and in that- having no way to afford myself,) it will forbode my walking on. being post cancer, one has a real sense of what the body can do, what you want to do or can tolerate, and it sometimes isn't much. how can one foist that on loved ones?
i support any patient's right to die, as long as they've communicated it to their family and everyone is copacetic. it isn't a state right, it's a human right, and often the last best moral decision, as an inoperable or untreatable condition would bring.
working once on a cancer unit, i can say i've seen bad deaths, and fearful ones. i don't want to see that again.
as i've grown older, i have learned that governments would rather save you from abortion only to use you at 18 to fight the multinational war on oil, and then abuse you of countless earned income years until you die.
thinking about sends me in a tailspin, and that is where working in a garden grounds you to what really is important: to be able to carry on a conversation with all living things, teach what you know to as many as ask, to feed the hungry, whatever gift you bring to the table. i garden in the flagmarl of my ancestors, as do you- we are in a continuum, death is a part of us in the garden of life.
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euthanasia as a human right
anyone has the right to choose when to die, as long as it doesn't affect the liberties of another. as an hiv+ person, i know that when i can no longer garden, (and in that- having no way to afford myself,) it will forbode my walking on. being post cancer, one has a real sense of what the body can do, what you want to do or can tolerate, and it sometimes isn't much. how can one foist that on loved ones?
i support any patient's right to die, as long as they've communicated it to their family and everyone is copacetic. it isn't a state right, it's a human right, and often the last best moral decision, as an inoperable or untreatable condition would bring.
working once on a cancer unit, i can say i've seen bad deaths, and fearful ones. i don't want to see that again.
as i've grown older, i have learned that governments would rather save you from abortion only to use you at 18 to fight the multinational war on oil, and then abuse you of countless earned income years until you die.
thinking about sends me in a tailspin, and that is where working in a garden grounds you to what really is important: to be able to carry on a conversation with all living things, teach what you know to as many as ask, to feed the hungry, whatever gift you bring to the table. i garden in the flagmarl of my ancestors, as do you- we are in a continuum, death is a part of us in the garden of life.