death

i think i've seen death...stared it in the face, so to speak.  i suffer from epilepsy and, so, seize every once in a while...not of the grand mal type but absence or petit mal sort.  i go away but have no recollection of leaving [fortunately the medicine i take has stopped even these events] but, having gone there in the past i can tell you there is nothing to fear...nothing, no blinding white lights, no white robes, no long hallways leading to god knows what, no fire and brimstone, no angelic choir.  in short... nothing.  don't be afraid.