When it came it surprised me how quickly it was done.
   I expected the end to take some time, maybe a little drama.
   Within an instant I went from cutting grass to being a bit
   piece of some enormous, all knowing energy. Overwhelmed.

   I was no longer me.  I was everything that had ever lived!
   Plant, animal, microbe, every thought ever thought, every
   feeling ever known from every world that ever was.  Each
   blade of grass screaming when cut down in its prime.

   I thought wars would be the most horrible of all, but
   it happened to be the personal cruelties visited upon
   cells by cancerous bullies who cared only for themselves.
   Life is hoarded by all.  Only the strong will survive.