Poll: B or C or D

[Nikolaj]

I am only curious, with lawyer dealings lately, and things do have to be considered.
So, what is your preference, for that eventual time, for yourself?
I don't think I've ever seen this poll here before, and sure, it's what it is, not a favorite thought.
I wonder if one choice comes out way ahead of another, as I have decided C.
Reasons optional.
I chose C because it seems tidier, and I am both insect and below-ground terrified.
So, when you die
Do you want to be:

B- Buried
C- Cremated
D- Don't plan to specify, I won't care, let someone else decide for me.

edit- or, BAG: Buried Above Ground. (Showy and spiffy!)
Can't figure out how to add BAG to the poll, may be a Mac thing.

[mylittledemon]

Buried.

I don't like the idea of being burned. It feels pagan to me. I don't say that with any religious agenda... It just doesn't feel right, to me. To each their own.

[Musicman408]

Buried here!!

[chriskisn]

Hmmm...I think I'd rather be donated to science or sent off to a taxidermist and propped up in the corner as a hat stand.

[APerfectLie]

Call me weird, but I actually want to build a pyramid and be mummified and entombed within the pyramid.

[bluefox4000]

Don't care...and won't care. I'll be dead.

Mick

[DefDumbandBlond]

I plan to live forever.

Ok no really, I'll be dead, I don't care.

[LukeA]

The notion of being buried, in the year 2011, is hilariously primitive. I absolutely understand the notion of wanting to have a memorial for loved ones to visit and appreciate, but, tell me...

In 100 years is anyone going to even remember who you are? Does it really matter what happens to your physical body after you die? Is it so important and sacrosanct? What makes *you* so special that your rotting carcass deserves a plot of land on an overcrowded planet for the rest of eternity?

[mylittledemon]

Originally Posted by LukeA

The notion of being buried, in the year 2011, is hilariously primitive. I absolutely understand the notion of wanting to have a memorial for loved ones to visit and appreciate, but, tell me...

I think that's precisely who it's for. Those of us who are still alive. Honestly, I've only seen my Dad's grave twice in the almost 5 years it's been since he died. I don't know if I'll ever go again either.

[LukeA]

Originally Posted by mylittledemon

I think that's precisely who it's for. Those of us who are still alive.

I completely understand that. But, would it be any less significant if your loved ones' remains weren't at the memorial site? Of course that question is both personal and rhetorical, but... to me, after death, vivid, shared memories and thoughts are far more significant and dynamic than a piece of land that was (save for family crypts) completely irrelevant to the person before their death.

[Nikolaj]

Originally Posted by mylittledemon

I think that's precisely who it's for. Those of us who are still alive. Honestly, I've only seen my Dad's grave twice in the almost 5 years it's been since he died. I don't know if I'll ever go again either.

mylittledemon, if I am assuming incorrectly, pls. disregard this or correct me- but I am assuming that it is you in the very good photo with Lindsey. I also assume that there's a good story about how it all came to be that you met him, and that I have missed reading it. Would you mind writing again about it, in as much detail as you care to?
The jacket looks smashing on you, by the way- I like it better than LB's, though his is perfectly good. You wear it like you had it designed and tailored for yourself, and a quality in you is captured in that photo that says 'Damn right'.
I think you look classy with a nonchalance beyond your years, as I've assumed that you are a "kid" from what I've read from you. (From my stilted perspective, a kid would be anyone 23 or younger. I wonder how many of my assumptions here were wrong.) You'd be surprised, maybe, to know how many people who are much older would not seem as 'comfortable in their own skin' as you do in the shot.
Regardless, nice photo.
Who's the woman in the chair? It's 1:30 am, and I don't want to turn the lights on, and can't quite make out the detail of her image.I can barely see the keys as I type. The eyes, you know- after the mind, they're the first thing to go
P.S. I am very sorry about your loss of your father.