i believe that some day i will die. i hope that it is not while i am asleep peacefully for i have lived my life and i would like to know when the curtains are being drawn as i go. we are only given one death and i don't want to waste mine while i sleep.

when i pass away my family and friends will morn. people will come from afar to visit and see me. but if it shall happen sooner than later this is how i want it to unfold.....

there will be no fancy funeral in a church. and no casket for you to peer down at me and cry. rather there will be a gathering in the forest. everyone will show up with food and drinks for all. the closest person to me will bring a seed.

beforehand i will be cremated along with my belongings. people will be welcome to my material things after i am gone however those things that i have earned through out my life will remain with me to be cremated.

at the beginning of this picnic people will tell stories about me and they will laugh and they will cry. everybody will gather in a circle and dig a small whole in the earth with their hands.

someone will then say something very moving and pour my ashes into the earth and plant the seed. after i am in the earth everybody will be given a cup of water and have one last hurrah as they toast to me and take a sip of the water and pour some on the ground for me. with that people will reflect on their lives and realize that this is a celebration of life. they will take advantage of the glimpse of time that they have on this planet. and so the festivities will be begin as they enjoi themselves in the forest.

as the day wanes on the sky will inevitably darken. the once warm air will turn cold as my friends and family pack up and leave.

 and i will remain where i will grow.

i will grow into a big tree where i will pay my dues and clean the air that i once helped pollute.and as the years pass people will come and visit and celebrate the picnic. and they will once again pour a drink for me and  have fun with the family. i will look in amazement at all the people that have visited me and i will know they loved me.

and as more years pass people will age and pass away. perhaps they will continue this tradition and be planted near me where we can stand tall in a forest next to each other just like we use to.

 Daniel Paul Kor

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Posted by Xena 2008-07-05 19:17:57 ohh not bad guy.. not bad at all... only one death.. true true... but me.. no.. i think id like to be in my sleep.. if at all possible.. and then i dont really give a shit what they will do with me then.. ill tell them.. please dont burry me.. you dont even have to cremate me.. nothing fancy.. dont waste yoru money.. you know.. im dead.. what the fuck will i care.. right? foresnt thing sounds cool tho + Report this comment

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