You will die miserably from Dantalion's blog

One day your going to be very old. All you will be able to do is lay in a bed and stare at the wall or ceiling. If your lucky, you will have nurses or children that will be there for you giving you bananas, peanut butter or shrimp. That will be all you will be able to chew because you lost your teeth a few years prior. You’ll shit yourself constantly and won’t have the power or energy to wipe your own ass. You won’t have any music to listen to because you will have grown very tired of the stuff you listened to for years. Jeopardy and Wheel Of Fortune will be canceled, and you wouldn’t be able to play anyways because your dementia is really bad. You’ll have recurring nightmares because of this dementia because your whole life will be a nightmare. You won’t remember your kids names. You might not know where your at. You could have an evil nurse who is a serial killer who likes to smother old people with pillows and there’s not a fucking thing you can do about it. You are completely at other peoples mercy. Your arthritis is so bad that you can’t scratch the itch that’s been eating away at you for years. Then there’s your death day. The day you’ve been waiting for for years. All you’ve wanted to do is die already. You lay back in your pillow and go to sleep. While your sleeping, your kidneys stop working. You now are a giant ball of piss. Then your liver stops working. You are now also a giant ball of shit. Then finally the moment that death has been waiting for. …your heart stops working. The DMT rushes your brain and you have a wild trip. Then blackness. You exist no longer. Will your gods be there to greet you in an afterlife? Will you be looking down on yourself? Will you descend into hell? I’ll tell you one place you’ll descend to, in the ground. You’ll be so old that if you have no kids, no one will be at your funeral. If you saved up enough money, you will have a headstone. That headstone will be all your life has amounted to in the end. If you have no kids or grandchildren, there will be no one to put flowers on you. All that will remain will be that rock.