Somewhere in eternity, it must have happened to me: lose an eye from violence.

Apparentely I am led to believe instinctively that once you cut the optical nerve, there is no more pain.

Though to get to that ecstasy takes a while and is excruciating.

Anyway, not a bad torture to die to, quite worthy.

And of course, as I am a romantic, the ideal would always be to die in nature, with shy rain on my face.