TALKING CRYONICS
Did you ever want to go to a time in the future after your own death?
Cryonics is thought to be science fiction by some people. Imagine yourself five hundred years from now, in a very different world. Cars will fly in cities where the streets have been turned into immense parks. Money might have finished and no one in the world will die at all.
You will live for as long as you want to, and when you’re tired of life, you will be placed in a tank.
We all have to die at the moment. No one is safe from death. Whether you’re young or old, poor or rich, black or white, intelligent or dumb, you have to die.
I don’t want to decompose in a coffin or to be burned to cinders. Cryonics might take me to that future where death has been vanquished. If I don’t wake up at all and cryonics fails, I'll stay dead. Just like the rest of you.
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Friday, May 19, 2006
A DREAM

A calm sea shines under a full moon
Showing the view
Of a peaceful beach
Amidst utopia
As a wave hurtles
Towards the shore
Threatening to engulf me
Into chaos
I wish it to stop
And it’s Motionless in an instant
Weird in my vision
I can’t be sure whether it’s reality
Or if it exists alongside my fears
I’m thankful for this gift of freezing time
To save my life
Lost in the cosmos
Then consciousness
Threatens to sweep away sleep
And throws me
Towards a bluish sea of reality
While the morning sun
Awakes my senses
As I open my eyes
I remember that frozen second
Of eternity
Thrown into uncertainty
Sunday, May 07, 2006
FALSE PROPHET
FALSE PROPHET
Open thou souls to me
Envelop your minds in glory
And accept my awesome gifts
Sharing my love with others
Please pray
Always, always do
And worship me
The rewards will be
Hard to imagine
In this life or in the next one
My amazing miracles
Will keep you
Alive and happy
Because let me tell you people
You haven’t truly loved
Until you believe in me
Let me come into your lives
After a prayer
Allow me to love you
It’s as simple as that
And cherish me
Even if I’m a myth
Brought into your hearts
In a feat of blasphemy
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
JESUS, THE CRYONICIST

He prayed
And performed miracles
His mission had been a simple one
To save the mortal man
As he cured the sick
And raised the dead from their graves
He was a king without a crown
Whose purpose
Became his goal
Man of wisdom
King of us all
Who had a simple plan
He taught us a lesson
With his unfair demise
Up on the hill
In a metal tank
At the hands of his friends
Whom he had come to save
From going back to the earth
As nature intended
Three days after his death
He arose again
From his cold container
In glorious triumph
This son of a carpenter
Came back from death
As a feat of science
In a Cryonics way
Happy Cryonics Easter
Monday, April 03, 2006

MY CHOICE
I want my body in ice
Where it’ll survive harshness
In a bed of cold liquid
It will last
Up to the end of time
Enshrouded in freshness
Far from cremation
And the tomb
There is no heaven
Hell stays a legend
The future for me
Lies in the frost
While others decompose
Becoming bones
Turning into dust
Back to the earth
Time will tell
Whether I’ll survive
Cocooned in ice
Marooned in age
SURVEY
What do you want to happen to your body after you die?
1: Do you want to be cremated?
2: Do you want to be buried?
3:Do you want to be frozen?
You must explain why you are doing it.

SAVING HENRY
Henry is a dummy
With plastic skin
And placid eyes
At five thirty he died
By five thirty one
He was lifted onto the ice bath
We didn’t want to send him
To dummy heaven
If it ever existed
We did compressions
Put his head in ice
And an IV line in his arm
Medications went in
Flowing through his blood
And stopped free radicals
Ice bags around his body
Kept the temperature down
While oxygen
Went into his lungs
Saving the brain
Keeping grey matter fresh

IMAGINE
Imagine a frozen Jesus Christ
Lying in a tank
While we all pray to him
For our sins
Frozen Jesus lives forever
Like a real God ever does
But he’s the coolest king
Of creation and all
The pope kneels in front of our saviour
Who looks at him
From his cool container
Amidst the frost
Frozen Jesus reigns from cryonics heaven
Full of vitrification liquid
Ready to come back on Judgment day
And expiate our sins
In his future kingdom
Achieved with the highest technology
Of the far away future
Doing justice to our saviour
Praise our frozen Lord
Let’s hope his future realm
Brings peace and harmony
To our imaginary world
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