When I die
I don't know when or where I'll die, or who I'll leave behind...
I don't want to know.
But what I do know is that I want to be celebrated. I was just thinking about all this because I heard a guy talking about getting his dogs ashes made into a frisbee. Most people would think that would be strange to play with a dead dog... uh yeah, that sounded strange.
But as far as people go... when you die that body isn't you. I don't believe it is, anyways. What makes you you is not in your flesh suit and physical appearance. (does anyone remember the days of "character counts"?) So why the heck would I want for those I leave behind to spend lots of money to get pretty box and a plot of land to put a corpse into for "safe keeping"? I would rather them use that money to enjoy their lives. Besides that body won't be me anyways.
It would be a nice thought to be "laid to rest" in a beautiful serene place that my survivors would enjoy going to remember me - but I am pretty sure as beautiful as any place will be here on earth - it won't compare to the beauty of the place I am going.
I like the idea of memorials like school libraries or wings of museums or park benches or random sculptures in the middle of cities... these are great ways to remember people. it has nothing to do with their body. But with their soul. and plus I would want whatever is being used to remember me to be functional in enriching and enhancing the lives of others.
As for my corpse, donate it to science, let it be used as a resource to help future doctors learn. It doesn't really matter to me what you do with it.. it's not me.
Anyways. That's enough of that....
here's some interestin reading
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2002/08/14/BA158892.DTL
I don't want to know.
But what I do know is that I want to be celebrated. I was just thinking about all this because I heard a guy talking about getting his dogs ashes made into a frisbee. Most people would think that would be strange to play with a dead dog... uh yeah, that sounded strange.
But as far as people go... when you die that body isn't you. I don't believe it is, anyways. What makes you you is not in your flesh suit and physical appearance. (does anyone remember the days of "character counts"?) So why the heck would I want for those I leave behind to spend lots of money to get pretty box and a plot of land to put a corpse into for "safe keeping"? I would rather them use that money to enjoy their lives. Besides that body won't be me anyways.
It would be a nice thought to be "laid to rest" in a beautiful serene place that my survivors would enjoy going to remember me - but I am pretty sure as beautiful as any place will be here on earth - it won't compare to the beauty of the place I am going.
I like the idea of memorials like school libraries or wings of museums or park benches or random sculptures in the middle of cities... these are great ways to remember people. it has nothing to do with their body. But with their soul. and plus I would want whatever is being used to remember me to be functional in enriching and enhancing the lives of others.
As for my corpse, donate it to science, let it be used as a resource to help future doctors learn. It doesn't really matter to me what you do with it.. it's not me.
Anyways. That's enough of that....
here's some interestin reading
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2002/08/14/BA158892.DTL
posted by emily harrison at 11:29 AM
1 Comments:
word. If you beat me to Heaven, I will follow through with your memory wishes.
xoxo
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