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yond. Even so, the words of Tennyson’s poem came to me: “Sunset and evening star, and one clear call for me.” Morbidity, maybe, did you ever hear the song “Sunrise Tomorrow?”
While alone I have been catching up on some of my reading. Among some of magazines I receive is Modern Maturity. It seems that some of the elderly share my views on Euthanasia, not mercy killings as such, but to be allowed to pass through transition with all the dignity of a natural passing.
In another magazine, dealing with philosophy, there is an article stating the impracticability of transplants into the human body, rejections and other complications considered. It has this to say about an artificial heart: “In ten years, a natural heart would beat about 360 million times without stopping. Our technology notwithstanding, there is no material available today capable of giving such a long, uninterrupted performance without cracking or fatiguing; in fact, none of the new wonder plastics can come anywhere close to heart muscle in this type of performance.”
The Book says there is a time to die. Besides, why would someone want to continue to exist in a patched up body containing parts of several other bodies perhaps? One might be interfering with the Law of Karma. □
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