Submitted 1 month ago by lousyd@lemmy.sdf.org to [deleted]
I’d like to become a tree.
I’ve always thought sky burials are pretty cool, but as a person living in North America who has no plans to move to Tibet or take up Buddhism, that’s completely impractical. Next best thing might be for my to be placed on a body farm.
Harvest for transplant whatever organs I haven’t managed to destroy and then put my ass in one of these. And if I am lucky enough to still have any money at all by then, please bury it in the Pacific Northwest.
Pretty much the same. I’d like to be useful for other living beings instead of being sealed in a useless wood box or a glorified ashtray.
Seems only fair since I’ve been eating them my entire life.
Ideally there would be no body to bury. Think about it, can you think of a boring way to die where your body is never found?
Of course i’m making sure my death will be adventurous by staying at my computer and never going outside. Totally won’t die of a heart attack like a loser.
Green burial. No preservatives, no permanent structures, just natural decay and completing the circle of life. Don’t pickle me for a funeral just get me in the ground asap.
Very honestly, since I was a child I wanted to be burned to a point where the flesh is gone but the bones are still intact and have the bones buried.
I think it is even possible to do that in Austria but I live in Germany and obviously no one is going to spend time, money, and energy on these shenanigans once I am dead. But if I could selfishly wish for a way, this would be it. There are reasons for why I don’t want to be buried and why I don’t want to be cremated and this would feel… The rightest.
The matter that makes up my cells has been going through the cycle of life for god knows how long. All I know is I’ll be pissed if that cycle is cut off to isolate that matter in a metal box in the ground.
My wish has also been to become a tree actually.
Its not legal where i live but i prefer if my body was buried as is without coffin in a forest so flora and fungi can feast on my nutrients.
If I can have anything, I want to explode into a bunch of butterflies.
If only real options are available, I am hoping composting is legal by then. Just be turned back into dirt and plants.
donate me to an artsy goth who really wants to make a goblet out of bones for social media clout for all I care. Let a reclusive cannibal coven get a few pieces. Liquefy the rest and chuck it out a window. I’m dead, what do I care?
The average human skull has a volume of about twice the average bottle of wine. Thanks to your sacrifice, some artsy goth is getting wasted.
Cremate, then spill the rest into an ocean. A few years later my star dust is consumed by other life forms around the world.
For the people after me it’s one big effort and then never again.
I mean, I guess the heart and stuff will still be good. The brain is going to be splattered all over the wall though.
Hey man, are you ok? Do you want to talk about anything?
Some of us know that our way out will likely be suicide because euthanasia will likely still be illegal or expensive. For me, I will not let myself or anyone else deal with my inevitable dementia if I make it that long.
The plan can be to end in suicide without being suicidal, make sense?
I don’t care it’s not my body anymore. The people left behind can decide.
I said body farm, my wife was too creeped out by that. So then it was “donated to science” but then those nasty body brokers get your parts and sell them wherever so now it’s just natural burial.
In Colorado one can be buried on private property not designated as a graveyard so if whatever county I end up in is cool with it, just plant me in the back yard.
I’d like to be put into a meat grinder and fed to a critically endangered species so the earth has an opportunity to say fuck you to humans
That’s just a burial with extra steps
I took up enough precious space on this bitch of an Earth in life, so my only wish is to take up as little of it as possible in death.
No giant overpriced wooden box in a concrete case on a dedicated plot of land, filled with fanciful linens to wrap my lifeless husk specifically treated to rot away as slowly as possible. Not if I get a say. Burn my dead ass to ashes and preferably scatter them to the wind, I don’t care where. Or, as a wise Danny DeVito said, throw me in the trash. Nature will have its way with what’s left. I’m crumbling to entropy anyway, might as well get it over with as efficiently as I can.
I will not ““become”” a tree, or ““return to”” anyplace. I want to be gone. My lease on this world is over. I explicitly want that lease returned, to the fullest extent it matters.
Not like I’d necessarily get a say, though. Funerals and their rituals are for the living. The ultimate conclusion of my wish to command nothing of the world after I’m gone is that I also can’t command what happens to my remains after I’m gone. I can express my wishes, but if no one agrees to honor them, so be it.
If my loved ones want to stuff my corpse in a monkey suit and bury it in an expensive box on a dedicated plot of land for 100 years because that’s how they want to greive my passing, who am I to stop them? I’m dead.
First, don’t spend money on it. That is the most important. Second, if possible make something useful of my body, like donating to science. I listened to a podcast about this “cemetery” that is a research facility and they let the bodies decompose in a variety of situations to study the process. Third, don’t do any funeral or rituals and that includes keeping a cemetery lapid or stuff like that.
One exception is if someone wants to do something really funny and weird, like the guy that wanted his skull preserved and the rest made into two diamonds that would be fitted to the skull and to be kept like in the living room to judge everyone or something.
Whatever my wife feels like, assuming she’s the one to survive me. I don’t hold any religious beliefs demanding me to do something specific with my body, so I’ll leave it to her to decide.
Should she be passing before me, I’d just want to be cremated and scattered somewhere in the most cost efficient way to not affect anyone’s finances.
I’ve asked my wife for a closed coffin just because I think the open ones are weird as f-. Other then that I’m going to be dead so it won’t matter.
Any parts that can be used to improve a human life should be used that way. Then any parts that can be used to improve animal/plant life should be used that way. Then the rest should be disposed of in the manner that consumes the fewest resources.
But, I’ll be gone; you guys can do whatever with it; I won’t care.
I want to be cremated. I want my wife to keep the ashes for as long as she wants and then eventually spread them so my atoms can return to the earth
Used as a prop for a Halloween haunted house.
Vengeful spirit, for sure.
catfood
Easy, just die near your cat(s) and the same day they’ll chomp.
A dog waits a little while, iirc. They lick your face, then nip, and if you don’t respond eventually chomp too.
they would both get thirsty pretty soon if nobody came to rescue them from the dead body apartment
Just throw me in the trash
pack my ashes into a cannonball and shot me over Lake Michigan
I’d like to become a tree.
LOL bad news for you…
Volcano don’t become kitten.
Human don’t become tree.
Sponge don’t become transformer.
Is vampirism or zombification an option?
SandLight@lemmy.world 1 month ago
Stuffed and mounted in a ferocious pose. Hide me in the closet of someone you don’t like.