So you can be on the spot the next time someone has to remember a dental appointment, or wants to put a dickbutt on their notebook. But isn’t that the equivalent of scattering your cremains far and wide? Not if you do it according to the plan:
A memento mori or just a reminder of how cool it is to never have to buy pencils again? It’s an interesting idea either way.
You are the elements in your body, soon to become the elements in the earth (Fire to air to earth to water)… returned. That relinquished and composing, then soon to your next body. Think how many lives live in yourself, reconstituted, every element … elemental, contributing to you and your soul. Reborn we are, unto every moment.
I want to be cremated, so I think that’s about one of the coolest things ever. However, I’m not sure what your loved ones would think. I’m off to ask the Other Half…
Yes, I think the Germans had devised a similar system a few decades back… it didn’t quite catch on IIRC*
On a more serious note, I’d find it very creepy to be writing with a loved one. Plus, I’d be quite pissed off to get a second, eternal life as a 2B should the Rapture really happen