Your Death

Byron In Exile

Frederick Fucking Chopin
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How would you like it to be?

A big funeral? Roses and flowers?

Or buried in an unmarked grave?

It will happen, so, when it does, how would you like it to be?
 
The death itself should be quick and clean.

After that burn me up, send the ashes to the Earth.

Carbon to carbon, cradle to grave.
 
Haven't given the question much thought... but, I guess it would be best if after it happens those who attend the funeral really want to be there because they were connected to my life in some meaningful way. Too often people attend funerals out of some sense of "responsibility" to make a showing for the grieving people who are still around. I say that's such a waste of time -- and those who are grieving know whether you were closely connected to the deceased anyway.

Give me a funeral attended by ten people who can celebrate a life well lived -- and save me from one attended by a hundred people who feel some sense of duty is being served by their attendance.
 
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I'm giving my body to science.

I would love to have it go to the Body Farm.

That would be really cool.
 
The death itself should be quick and clean.

After that burn me up, send the ashes to the Earth.

Carbon to carbon, cradle to grave.
You know how rare that is, right?

About 90% of your "health care" will be spent in the last few weeks of your life.

My whole family is nurses.
 
You know how rare that is, right?

About 90% of your "health care" will be spent in the last few weeks of your life.

My whole family is nurses.

It is rare. A good friend of mine died in his cabin. Next to his chair was a bowl of ice cream. That is how I want to go. One last bowl of ice cream and the old pumper stops.

Quick and easy.
 
Here's a decision for you:

Would like to die?

Or, would you like to encumber your family with 2 million dollars in medical bills in trying to stave off what will happen in two weeks, anyway?

A, or B... ?
 
Whatever. It is a couple of million I am not going to miss when I am gone. If they found out that something could be fixed and that last two weeks turned into a few more years then I am all in.

I could care less about the money. I just want to be comfortable.
 
I plan to do it like my granny. When she was 90 she announced that lifes no fun anymore and I'm checking out. She died 3 days later.
 
Ticker tape parade for my coffin down Fifth Ave in NYC. Lie in state for a week. Fireworks and parties in capitals around the world. And one final blowjob would be nice.
 
answering the first question:

a small, quiet cremation attended by only those few who know me well enough to care, followed by my ashes being planted/scattered somewhere amongst a glade of trees where bluebells carpet the floor in spring and sunlight filters down through the speckled canopy in golden flecks and beams.

or, cremation, take me home, bury me in the garden with a newly planted tree.

my spiritual essence, should i have one, will have already fallen skywards into the blue, going home. to dissolution.
 
Ticker tape parade for my coffin down Fifth Ave in NYC. Lie in state for a week. Fireworks and parties in capitals around the world. And one final blowjob would be nice.

there's stiff, and then there's stiff

i hope you meant while you were still alive!
 
I want to be looking at the stars. That's my only stipulation.

Couldn't care less about what happens to my body afterwards. Actually, it would be funny if it were used as part of some sort of practical joke. I want that first, and then, whatever.
 
Death? Going down swinging, running to the sound of the guns, whatever euphemism you want to use, but I want it to be me doing something that matters, even heroic, possibly. Likely, no, but still....


Funeral? Military, of course. Amazing Grace, on the pipes. And a real Irish wake afterwards...lots of laughing, story-telling, some tears, a few surprises, but a fond farewell.
 
I want to be looking at the stars. That's my only stipulation.

Couldn't care less about what happens to my body afterwards. Actually, it would be funny if it were used as part of some sort of practical joke. I want that first, and then, whatever.
perhaps we can dress you up in a my little pony costume and hand someone a crop for a bad taste flogging a dead horse joke?
 
answering the first question:

a small, quiet cremation attended by only those few who know me well enough to care, followed by my ashes being planted/scattered somewhere amongst a glade of trees where bluebells carpet the floor in spring and sunlight filters down through the speckled canopy in golden flecks and beams.

or, cremation, take me home, bury me in the garden with a newly planted tree.

my spiritual essence, should i have one, will have already fallen skywards into the blue, going home. to dissolution.
Oh.

By the gods... old and new... now that you've ears...

Everything's all Copyright-infringed

Nothing's left.
 
I want to be looking at the stars. That's my only stipulation.

Couldn't care less about what happens to my body afterwards. Actually, it would be funny if it were used as part of some sort of practical joke. I want that first, and then, whatever.
Yes!!

There are always stars.

If only they cared about us.
 
People ought to be able to reason.

I mean, "bone hits club, AJ dies" isn't a logical problem.

We need to know where the money is going.
 
perhaps we can dress you up in a my little pony costume and hand someone a crop for a bad taste flogging a dead horse joke?

Haha! I make it a point to agree to anything that involves a my little pony costume, and I like how literal it is, but if there's going to be flogging, I think I'd rather be alive so I'm able to enjoy it.
 
my choice may seem boring, but so am i :D

there's always something. :rose:
You are like "Chloe" in "24" - I can't do without you.

Every time she breaks protocol, it's for him.

She even gets arreststed for it....

:heart:
 
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