Those were Steve's last words according to Mona Simpson's eulogy: http://www.nytimes.com/2011/10/30/opinion/mona-simpsons-eulogy-for-steve-jobs.html?pagewanted=all

The thing that strikes me most in reading her words is how much of Steve Jobs's life was spent in pursuit of love and happiness.

Perhaps that is what made his products so insanely great.

See also: RIP Steve Jobs.

Cried through the entire piece.

Do you think he was watching his life flash before his eyes? Or maybe seeing the bright lights?

The piece made me both sad and happy. I was in the same room as him six times in my life, but never said a word to him, nor did he say a word to me. Sad that I never interacted with him; happy that he inspires me still.

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I have read that people facing their death become euphoric, Lili Balfour, so I think that's the most likely explanation of his final wonderment.

Henrique, Facebook stops me at 5000 adds so feel free to message me to exchange ideas.

From reading the piece I don't get the impression that he was "oh wow"ing at death. I thought he was "oh wow"ing at his family.

I added, but you have not accepted me, I came from the social network Orkut, which has a profile you left there, I'm doing a documentary on the history of orkut, would like some information.

He must have realised his license keys would not work with the new iAfterlife.

A real tear jerker. Very touching. I think he may be seeing how beautiful and welcoming the other side was. At the risk of sounding creepy, Chapter 43 in the Autobiography of a Yogi has a description of what the other side may look like. As these are P. Yogananda's words, a large part of me believes them. Check it out, for those interested. For others, pardon me for bringing it up.

Sanjay, is there a web address for that?

Here is a link to Chapter 43 -- http://bit.ly/tNVcGK. This book continues to change the lives of millions.

"We all — in the end — die in medias res. In the middle of a story. Of many stories...What I learned from my brother’s death was that character is essential: What he was, was how he died."