Are you very concerned what happens to your body after death?
How would I be concerned? I would be dead. Keep in mind that it was Christianity that brought back burials in preparation for a survival of the body at resurrection. Now that belief has changed more into only a spirit that survives and no heavenly body at all. Some today look at you and god as the "big spark and little spark." I will die and a spark will start my cremation.
Not at all. I will either donate my body for research, or have the most natural, chemical-free burial possible.
Not really. I’m dead. I do have my wishes know however. Cremation and I have a biodegradable urn with a seedling for a Maple tree in the top which I have requested my son to plant, hopefully in his yard. I chose the Maple tree because every year, when all those little propeller things and leaves litter his yard he will have to think of me! ?
I'm being cremated and my ashes are being thrown over the Canadian Niagara falls in an urn I made, by some of my former students that are now my friends. All of my older friends are dead already.
Not concerned. I hope medical research will find me useful after they harvest whatever can help anyone needing organs or tissues.
Not at all. I don't think that I will have any awareness of it.
Naw. Organ donor. Let other people make good use of it. I won't mind.
Well I won't have the slightest concern after my death, that's certain. It does not much concern me now, either. I'd like to have my organs donated but after my experience with my son's wishes in this regard being thwarted by technicalities after his death, I don't have much in the way of expectations there, either.
Just for laughs.
Please don't bury me
Down in that cold, cold ground
No, I?d rather have 'em cut me up
And pass me all around"
"Throw my brain in a hurricane
And the blind can have my eyes
And the deaf can take both of my ears
If they don't mind the size"
"Give my stomach to Milwaukee
If they run out of beer
Put my socks in a cedar box
Just to get 'em out of here"
"Venus De Milo can have my arms,
I guess I am the weird one here. I want no autopsy (unless I perish under dubious means)... I want no formaldehyde pumped into my veins... Just put me in a pine box and pack me in salt. I'd like to be buried on my property... Or a corner of it. Perhaps it is my fascination of ancient Egypt.
-OR-
Build a big-ass funeral pyre.. One that will last for days. Put me at the top and everyone can come party! Tell your favorite story... Or make one up!
Yes, I want to be buried so people can visit my grave as I visit my ancestors graves for time to time. I'm a family historian and "graving" as it's called is a most fascinating part of the hobby.