i hope to have lots of people at my funeral, telling funny stories about me. hopefully a few tears will be geniunely shed from people who will miss me. the truth is i will probably have a few people at my funeral. probably my sisters and their kids i expect to outlive me, maybe some of my niece’s and nephews.
hopefully i will have a peacefull piece of land where one of my sisters can deposit my ashes.
then i will be reborn, hopefully with recall of the past, so i don’t make the same mistakes twice.
I hope they don’t waste any money on me. Just cremate me and throw the ashes somewhere under a big Maple tree or something. If your going to spend any money spend it on stuff you need.
I don’t have any heirs. My throne will be empty after I pass. I don’t want to be reborn into this world. Hopefully there are other planes of existence where suffering becomes impossible.
الجنة Is that the correct word? I’ve been studying Arabic for more than a year and I still am not able to write most words in it. I know dog KLB and heart QLB and mother Um.
I’m torn between what I think is the more sensible—cremation—and being laid out in makeup, church clothes and formaldehyde and then buried in a wooden casket. The second one appeals to my fascination with grotesqueness and the macabre, but it’s also more expensive.
I’m an organ donor, so they can go nuts harvesting what they can, then after that I wish to be cremated. What happens after that I don’t care. Spread my ashes somewhere or hold onto them, I don’t mind.
I wouldn’t personally. It’s just me though. I’m kind of selfish and extremely paranoid about that crap. I used to be an organ donor. But I’m honestly delusional and afraid that I would have my mind uploaded to a computer or be resurrected or be put in a simulation of some kind.