I view it like when we put away our garden corn. We pull the corn from the stalks, separate the corn from the husk, then discard the husk and preserve the corn. In some ways, the fires refine the corn, ripen the corn, sweeten the corn … like alchemy of the spirit, turning one form from glory to glory until time for harvest … until it's time for the reapers to gather. Another way to help articulate the way life operates. The same is true for humans. We are being prepared for something … well, for what I can't exactly say, but it might have something to do with a meal and the circle of life, which is pretty much common sense, or would it be uncommon sense … err … Ummm …. When a person finds comfort in that view? To be perfectly honest, I have found immense pleasure in the whole two souls becoming one thing, so no ... I don't fear the reaper.