The Self-Full Life

..".I found myself alone, and I lay there as my body was being ravaged. I remember staring at the clock on the wall. 11:45 P.M., 11:46 P.M., 11:47 P.M. Where was everybody? "Help me!" I whispered. All of a sudden, the thought of death passed through my body and I began to hear a low hum and then a soft roaring sound. I heard bells go off and I rolled over and grabbed the bars on the side of the hospital bed. My eyes were wide open but I could no longer see. All I could hear was the escalating roaring sound and distant voices. And I knew I was dying. I stopped fighting. I was going home."