text: Homo sapiens are defined as wise men.  By some strange bit of luck we can think.  Now that's a novel idea.  Imagine...little ole' me thinking for myself.  This kind and gentle man is not going to define my life.  That is for me to do. The decent man is not god.  The closet thing that I know about god is me.  I think.. therefore, I am.  Some people want to play god with my life.  Not a chance.  I go when I chose, at my convenience, causing little or no disruption to my family and friend.  Won't be needing assistance.  But thanks anyway.  Very generous of you to decide when I die.  I have had the opportunity to have relatives in hospice care. Wonderful service.