So, I had these dreams on Monday the first of Nov 2010.It was in four parts.I don't remember much about the first three except without them I wouldn't have had the fourth.They were important because they set up, in terms of being conscious, my position regarding my own being. The fourth dream was about my own death. "I" ended as the dream began."I" was standing up-right. "I" felt no physical sensations but I was aware of a huge visual event about to happen. It started as a silent wave, an explosion of sorts, but without any noise. All that was "me" moved at an incredible speed, but quietly, from my body towards the end of time, into the farthest reaches of the universe."I" was particles, atoms or soul...Very minute and scattering for millions of miles. The pattern that was created was two outgoing spirales, color faded yellow, and there the essence of me was nestled with everything and everyone that came before. The feeling was quite pleasant, complete, if you will. This image is a meager attempt to capture the first moments of death .The limitations of the canvas size precludes the visualization of the end of the scattering.