I wanna be hidden in a crawl space so that someone can find me in a decade or two!
I wanna be hidden in a crawl space so that someone can find me in a decade or two!
It is by caffeine alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the beans of Java that thoughts acquire speed, the hands acquire shakes, the shakes become a warning.
-Kujako-
Cremation, with my ashes scattered to the winds from a high mountain. An actual funeral pyre on a mountaintop would be nice.
Alternatively, since my family have said there's no way they'll let me be burned, I'll take having a large tomb constructed, filled with murals depicting me doing great and heroic deeds, and I am to be buried in a suit of armor with a weapon at my side. Why? Because I want to fuck with future archaeologists to the point where in a thousand years or so, when the truth about today's world has for one reason or another been lost to time and my tomb is discovered, I will be in books everywhere as a legendary figure from the dark ages and shit.
I won't be around to care.
I want to get embalmed and encased in a hard plastic and set in a pose so that I might be used as a coat rack or have some form of cuckoo clock mounted in my torso. Anything we leave the kids will stipulate I must be in clear view to all visitors because you can never be done embarrassing your kids.
Realistically, I'll donate all my bits and failing that, and if my family are comfortable with it, leave my body to a medical school if my organs aren't usable. I used to have that in my will but we took it out when we had kids but intend to put it back when they are old enough to indicate if they would be comfortable with it.
I want to be launched into outer space so that one day aliens would find my body and revive me with bionics and I would become best friends with them and we would go on space adventures.
- "If you have a problem figuring out whether you're for me or Trump, then you ain't black" - Jo Bodin, BLM supporter
- "I got hairy legs that turn blonde in the sun. The kids used to come up and reach in the pool & rub my leg down so it was straight & watch the hair come back up again. So I learned about roaches, I learned about kids jumping on my lap, and I love kids jumping on my lap...” - Pedo Joe
Pretty sure the dragonballs dont require a body to be perfectly preserved. In fact I'm fairly confident the Dragonballs can resurrect people whose bodies have been entirely disentegrated. So don't sweat it.
I want to give my organs to science. Don't care what happens with the rest of it.
I'd like whatever usable organs I have to go towards transplant/research and the rest I want cremated and put into one of those seed pots as well. I want to be a big ol' tree in a forest somewhere
I want to be buried intact at the graveyard where my grandparents are buried.
While ultimately pointless I don't like the thought of my organs being harvested even if it may help people who aren't dead.