What is this death?

We know so much about birth and carbon fiber and astrophysics and geothermal currents and quantum mechanics and croissant dough - and yet Death remains a question mark? An unmentionable? "The termination of the biological functions that define a living organism" - that's our definition? How in the name of modernity can this be? Are the metaphors of religion our best response to that which follows our last breath? Maybe it's good to have an absolute mystery that can't be solved by Google. Or maybe people should be studying this stuff. What if we knew definitively what happens to us when we go? How might things change?

("Dead Woman" by Reinhardt Sobye)