Describe the type of funeral/burial you'd want.

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Yes this is not a pleasant subject and may have already been brought up. But it is part of life.

For me. Once I considered having the people who know me take turns applying clown make up and excessories on me. But that may be considered by some disrespectful and they wouldn't do it.

So my final decision is to have a Norse style burial pyre. No ceremony beyond that. And yes, those who'd want to can roast marshmallows in the flames.

i don't want a funeral. im in control of my death wich means it will more than likely be planned. where i die is where i'll be burried, in the mountains.

'Lo, there do I see my father.
'Lo, there do I see my mother, and my sisters, and my brothers.
'Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning.
'Lo, they do call to me.
They bid me take my place among them.
In the halls of Valhalla.
Where the brave may live forever.

( Points to the silver Mjolnir hanging around his neck )

I'm thinking the longship pyre is the way to go for me.

I like the idea of killing myself in the mountains once I'm terminally ill. But how do you walk up a mountain when you're that sick?

But if that doesn't happen, I would like to be buried wrapped in a white sheet in the cheapest coffin available (the kind they use for pauper's graves, that look like large tomato crates).

I'm an organ donor so I would like all my parts to go to help others except for
my anus. I am fearfull that it could be miss used. So I want my anus dehydrated
then heated in a furnance without oxygen tooreduce it to impure carbon black.
I then want that carbon black to be launched to the International space station.

There I want it to be heated in a solar furnace and allowed to cool in zero gravity
to produce a large diamond. I want that anus diamond to placed on the end of
a long shinny rocket and blasted into the planet Uranous.

Wow, you are so creative! I've already got a funeral so I guess I'll put up with that. When Mom passed, we were so upset that we bought 4 funerals by mistake (don't ask). So me and Sis decided to use 2 of them. Then Bro called and said, "Can Cuz go in with you?" - so someday we'll all be together, ashes in our little brass boxes. If I'm going to spend eternity with Cuz, I'm glad I'll be ashes.

Play some vintage Led Zepplin, a little Boston...toast me with some good red wine....then take me to a high hillside overlooking a river and scatter me to the wind.

I'm not conserned with the ceremony and ritual tht happens aferward. That stuff is to satisfy the living. It would be a nice thought that people would be happy at my end, not focus on the fact I'm gone but rethink about what they learned from my life, even if it's "Don't be like him". More of a celebration of life than a mourning of death. Yet sorrow flows and they can express this greif in their own way. I don't care about the spiritual aspects of death... I do care what happens to my remains.

I wanna be a cello. My skull up the top, top jaw and brain cavity covering the tuning screws. The back has my spine, going down as far as possible. Possibly using my tailbone as a pivot (some how). The bottom string fixture has my hands, making it look like the strings are being pulled downward. The bridge in the middle would be my bottom jaw bone, each string notched into a tooth. Rib cage and probably pelvis making the body of the instrument. I want as much of me in this thing as possible. A deep red wood. Same with the bow, not sure what bits are best for that. Perhaps even skinned and turned into leather to cover the case it's carrired in. Maybe, there's some way that even the strings could be made from me. Can varnish still work when there's blood in it? I don't want to make this too... I hesitate to use the word but... goth. Not black and spider webs but more organic and 'cycle of life'-ish.

Trust me, there's more. But you get the jist.

I want my body dipped in honey and shot into the grand canyon via trebuchet just so see what sticks on the way down.




Nah... I don't care, as long as it effects my family as little as possible emotionally and economically, and as long as a chosen friend of mine takes care of the beer.

I don't want to be burried in a cemetary. I want to be cremated and burried in my parent's garden, where I grew up. It's (of course) illegal in this f*****g country, but I guess they will do that for me, because they have promised me to do so.

I will be respectively placed on the couch in a coffin with my I-pod on top. So as my soul rises into heaven I can take my I-pod with me. Of course I will be sprayed or something because of the smell.




Na I'm only joking. I would like to be respectively buried or cremated and put in a pot. With my I-pod next to me.

Would it be considered sacrilege be cremated and have my ashs scattered over the Virgin Islands?

The only things i want to be burried with me are: my favorite outfit (no shoes), my ichiro suzuki xfractor and refractor rookie cards, a couple of pieces from my rock collection, several of my paintings, a picture of my girlfriend (if i have one) if not