Fun seeing some of the dearly departed posters in the original thread!
Me, my first pick would be to hang out w/ dropzone at the farm. Closest one to us is at SIU! And after the soft bits drop off, they articulate your skeleton! YAY! There is one in TX where bodies are scavenged by coyotes and vultures! I even picked out my outfit! But they don’t pay transport. My wife says I apparently want to continue being a pain in the ass AFTER I die…
Second choice is to let anyone harvest whatever they want, and then compost the rest. (Not yet legal in IL.) Hell, some irrational part of me thinks I’d rather have organs/tissue harvested, but when I think about it, I really don’t care if I’m dissected, used as a crashtest dummy, or simply mulched.
Organ donor here, though frankly I doubt anyone would want my old parts at this point, but after that my plan is cremation. Though I have thought about how cool it would be to get mummified and maybe put in a tomb to be found in a few thousand years.
But, no…cremation is my plan for my old corpse after whatever parts might be useful are removed.
My wife and I are being buried right beside my parents and my maternal grandparents. Plots and headstones are paid for, so the kids don’t have to cough up anything for it.
I want whatever family I have at the time to do whatever makes them feel better. Funerals are for the living, but the dead, so presuming it brings them comfort (it does me, when loved ones die), they’d have one. They’d probably bury me too, since it’s the custom in my family. That said, if I never get married out outlive a husband, I don’t really plan on having kids, so it’d probably be up to nieces and nephews to decide, at that point. Not a lot of people around to really remember me, which is painful to think about.
I’m a traditionalist. My fundamental feeling is that you bury loved ones and burn garbage. To me, a funeral is “closure” where you celebrate a person’s life and say good-bye.
Having said that, I also want to add that I pass no judgments on others and believe people should do exactly what they want to do. After all, what could be more personal than one’s death?
I agree - I love looking at old headstones and monuments. But the new parts of cemeteries are pretty boring.
I don’t want to be in a box rotting/melting away for eternity. I HATE funerals with open caskets (I even hate the word “casket”). Everything about them is creepy and morbid. And a huge money-making scam. I want to be cremated. They can spread or keep my ashes.
I know I said cremated and scattered out in the desert in one of these threads, maybe even this one, but thumbing through the thread and thinking about it, a sort of modified sky burial. Strip my bones of all the flesh and organs and leave those out in the desert for the critters to eat and convert my skeleton into some sort of sculpture or furniture. A throne of bones as it were
Well, when I die don’t you bury me at all
Just nail my bones up on the wall
Beneath those bones let these words be seen
“This here’s the bloody gears of a boppin’ machine”
