May i ask you all a question?

Just come to me!
get the biggest dead animal you can, hit it with big spear/axe.
Then put me next to said animal and place weapon in my hand.
Move us both to large glacier and put us in ice cavern.
In a few thousand years..(if either ice or people are still here) anyone who finds me will be quite impressed.

Mybe even leave message scraped next to me?

reply to post by scubagravy


Well I wish to be cremated as it has less impact on the environment.

Cemeteries are not for the dead they are for the living anyway.

We really don't have a choice as to how our body is disposed of anyway.

We'll be dead you know.

i think the question itself could be construde as an admition of failure to comply with one's own environment, never having thought of it as "permanent home".

burial or cremation is like signing a prenuptual agreement to marry death, isn't it?

why die? who does it benefit? what organized religious institution truly holds a monopoly on the afterlife?

just a few thoughts and questions the op author sparked into my head.

thanks for making me think,
ET

reply to post by scubagravy


can taxidermy be an option?

ya, have me stuffed and mounted and deliver me to the religious center of the most abundant and numerous religious institution that claims to have a monopoly on the afterlife and god.

that is if death is manditory...

enough white lies, too many masks, cloaks...
forgive me if it is your soul i try to coax
but i'm pretty damn sure death is a hoax

et

[edit on 12-6-2010 by Esoteric Teacher]

Placed on a Long Ship at dawn, set ablaze and pushed out into the morning mist, as it drifts across a lake its surface calm like glass. Loved ones are on the shore where they hold their wake swapping tales of your life around a small fire.
This place then becomes a calm place of reflection and rememberence for everyone the event touched.
above=Cremation but with a twist which helps those left behind.

[edit on 12-6-2010 by DreamerOracle]

Definitely cremation, at least partly because I don't want even the slightest possibility of waking up in a grave still alive. No zombie risk that way either. : )

For being only 19, i really couldn't tell you what i want, i mean one sides telling me who cares they could through me in a dumpstar because ill be gone anyways another part of me is saying get cremated or maybe being barried to just keep my physical form still in tact.

I printed this years ago and have it
taped inside my life insurance policies.

To Remember Me

By
Robert Noel Test
(1926-1994)

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------


The day will come when my body will lie upon a
white sheet neatly tucked under four corners of a mattress
located in a hospital busily occupied with the living and the dying.
At a certain moment a doctor will determine that my brain
has ceased to function and that, for all intents and purposes,
my life has stopped.

When that happens, do not attempt to instill artificial life
into my body by the use of a machine.
And don't call this my deathbed.
Let it be called the Bed of Life, and let my body be taken
from it to help others lead fuller lives.

Give my sight to a man who has never seen a sunrise,
a baby's face or love in the eyes of a woman.

Give my heart to a person whose own heart has pain.

Give my blood to the teen-ager who was pulled from
the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see
his grandchildren play.

Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine
to exist from week to week.

Take my bones, every muscle, every fiber and nerve
in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk.

Explore every corner of my brain.

Take my cells, if necessary, and let them grow so that,
someday, a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a bat
and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her windows.

Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes to the winds
to help the flowers grow.

If you must bury something, let it be my faults,
my weaknesses and all my prejudice against my fellow man.

Give my sins to the devil. Give my soul to God.
If, by chance, you wish to remember me,
do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you.

If you do all I have asked, I will live forever.

I'm a proud Christian and I love the Lord...I recently came close to death my mom was asking me "if you can live on life support would you want that" I said no, she also asked if I want to be buried I said just cremate me (saves money and I won't take up space). From a christian stand point I don't think God cares because this body is very temporary, it's just a vessel. I used to be against organ donning, but I'm not anymore...my mom told me when I was 16 that if you have them punch your DL to be an organ doner that they may not try their hardest to help you, but that was a long time ago, and now being close to 35 I don't think that at all. If I was in your situation being who I am I would do my best to keep the peace in the family.

That's just my personal opionion

2 Cor. 5:8
To be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord

Hope this helps...I'm not sure if your christian or she was, but I would bet my soul that there IS a God, and the last thing she should worry about is her body once she passes.

God bless you and good luck to all of you.

Glan.

reply to post by scubagravy

It doesn't matter how the body is disposed of, no one will be in their body at the time.

We don't worry about our old car when it dies, so why worry about what happens with your empty body when you vacate it?

reply to post by Esoteric Teacher


Yes mate, i believe taxi dermi could be an option, if you like the idea of being stuffed lol, imagine that, they have you sitting in your favourite chair in the living room (no pun intended)

reply to post by SpartanKingLeonidas


Your right Spartan, at that price, it is like extortion, i guess they figure people will pay it in the end.

And yes, his parents opted for a buriel, they had to take out a small loan to do so. I ended up getting a few mates together to pitch in and raise half the cost. When it comes to things like this, money has no value for me.

K.I.S.S.
Keep It Simple Stupid.

I want to go out like they did in ancient times. Laid upon a pile and burned. Actually, I originally wanted to be set adrift on an oil soaked raft and shot with a flaming arrow, but the USCG has a problem with that these days.
So, take me out to the nearest clearing, wait for the moon and stars to shine out bright, and set me afire.

reply to post by Mike Stivic


Gday Mike,

I too am very close to my mate 'Gravy' who you see in my avatar, that was a lovely story. One last walk eh!

reply to post by weedwhacker


What a creative way to go out Mr Wacker lol, i guess it had some relevance of their life. Quite funny.

I'm a carpenter:

I'd like a pine box, no finish, common nails...

a cotton blanket, a pair of carpenter jeans and white cotton t shirt, no shoes... but if I could have wool socks... that'd be nice; my Wigwams are cozy.

I'd prefer my hole be dug (or at least filled in) by hand.
I'd prefer a white oak tree sapling and a large uncut rock vs. a fancy head stone.
I'd prefer to be in the ground within 48 hours; I'd prefer my wake at "home".
I'd prefer a rural/backwoods "unowned" cemetery where plots did not need to be purchased.

plant something, sprinkle some saw dust, or place a stone upon your visit;

please don't leave me plastic flowers,

Sri Oracle

ps. I pray you can make use of the things I built and the methods I taught;
pps. I hope you didn't expect life insurance.

Originally posted by Sri Oracle
I'm a carpenter:

I'd like a pine box, no finish, common nails...

a cotton blanket, a pair of carpenter jeans and white cotton t shirt, no shoes... but if I could have wool socks... that'd be nice; my Wigwams are cozy.

I'd prefer my hole be dug (or at least filled in) by hand.
I'd prefer a white oak tree sapling and a large uncut rock vs. a fancy head stone.
I'd prefer to be in the ground within 48 hours; I'd prefer my wake at "home".
I'd prefer a rural/backwoods "unowned" cemetery where plots did not need to be purchased.

plant something, sprinkle some saw dust, or place a stone upon your visit;

please don't leave me plastic flowers,

Sri Oracle

ps. I pray you can make use of the things I built and the methods I taught;
pps. I hope you didn't expect life insurance.

Very interesting Sri Oracle, you seem to know just what you want, seems very natural too. I like it.

reply to post by scubagravy


Cremation, with my ashes mixed with my husband's, my two dogs, two cats and sprinkled out over the redwood forest.

I don't want to be pickled and put on display and put in the ground, left to rot.

Embalming fluid is highly toxic.

I have three boxes in my bottom drawer, the urns of my one dog and two cats, so it's one dog, one husband and me left.

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reply to post by Tayesin


How right you are Tayesin, how right you are!

It is the loved ones we leave behind that need the ritual of parting to help them adjust.

We get so wrapped up in our physical 3d experience we forget it's just that, a experience.

Conscious energy never dies, it simply transfroms.

I guess I'm a person who believes in certain rituals as well and blending my ashes with that of my husband and beloved "furry babies" would be a statement that we came out of one and back to one we return.



[edit on 13-6-2010 by ofhumandescent]

Cremation - and then I think I'd like my ashes sprinkled over a "cash crop". I rather like the idea of carbonized molecules of me, getting inside the head of someone about to have a recreational puff. It'd either put them off for life, or get the best price ever for a crop.