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Song I want played at my funeral.

Truthseeker1968 6 Dec 6
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It's such a selfless way to contribute to research and learning. And I must say, the idea of having a get-together at your local pub for closure sounds like a unique and heartfelt way to celebrate your life. By the way, have you considered aquamation? It's a more eco-friendly alternative to traditional cremation. Aquamation, also known as water cremation or alkaline hydrolysis, uses water and an alkaline solution to speed up the natural decomposition process. It's becoming increasingly popular as a greener option. There is an aquamation in Las Vegas, Nevada, if you're interested in exploring that option.

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I want that too.

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I'm not having one, donating my body to medical science, and paying in my will for piss up in the local pub for anyone who wants closure.

EDIT No I've changed my mind I want this at my funeral

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I want a proper Christian funeral in a church, despite the fact that A: I am a Jewish atheist and B: I would actually much rather any organs that are still working are given to anyone who needs them and the rest of my body be minced up and donated to a shelter for needy cats.

This is because the only song I want to be played is Reality Asylum by Crass - just because it'd be so much fun to get it played in a church. 🙂

Reality Asylum (Crass)
I am no feeble Christ, not me.
He hangs in glib delight upon his cross, upon his cross,
Above my body, lowly me.
Christ forgive, forgive?
Holy He, He holy, He holy?
Shit He forgives, Forgive? Forgive?
I? I? Me? I? I vomit for you Jesu.
Christy Christus.
Puke upon your papal throne.
Wrapped you are in the bloody shroud of churlish suicide,
Wrapped I am in the bloody cloud
Of hellish genocide.
Petulant child -
I have suffered for you,
Where you have never known me.
I too must die.
Will you be shadowed in the arrogance of my death?
Your valley truth.
What lights pass those pious heights?
What passing bells for these in their trucks?
For you lord,
You are the flag-bearer of these nations,
One against the other that die in the mud.
No piety. No deity.
Is that your forgiveness?
Saint. Martyr. Goat. Billy.
Forgive? Shit he forgives.
He hangs upon his cross,
In self-righteous judgment.
Hangs in crucified delight,
Nailed to the extend of His vision.
His cross. His manhood. His violence. Guilt. Sin.
He would nail my body upon his cross,
As if I might have waited for him in the garden,
As if I might have perfumed His body,
Washed those bloody feet.
This woman that he seeks -
Suicide visionary. Death reveller. Rake. Rapist.
Gravedigger. Earthmover. Lifefucker. Jesu.
You scooped the pits of Auschwitz.
The soil of Treblinka is rich in your guilt.
The sorrow of your tradition.
Your stupid humility is the crown of thorn we all must wear,
For you. Ha. Master. Master of gore. Enigma. Stigma. Stigmata. Errata. Eraser.
The cross is the mast of our oppression,
You fly there, vain flag,
You carry it, wear it on your back, Lord. Your back.
Enola is your gaiety.
Suffer little children (to come unto me),
Suffer in that horror. Hirohorror. Hirrohiro. Hiroshimmer. Shimmerhiro,
Hiroshima. Hiroshima. Hiroshima. Hiroshima.
The bodies are your delight,
The incandescent flame is the spirit of it.
They come to you Jesu. To you.
The nails are the only trinity.
Hold them in your corpsey gracelessness.
The image that I have had to suffer,
These nails at my temple,
The cross is the virgin body of womanhood,
That you defile.
In your guilt you turn your back,
Nailed to that body.
Lame-arse Jesus calls me sister -
There are no words for my contempt.
Every woman is a cross in his filthy theology.
He turns His back on me in His fear.
His vain delight is that pain I bear.
Alone He hangs. His choice. His choice,
Alone. Alone. His voice. His voice.
He shares nothing, this Christ.
Sterile. Impotent. Fucklove prophet of death.
He is the ultimate pornography.
He. He. Hear us Jesus.
You sigh alone in your cockfear,
You lie alone in your cuntfear,
You cry alone in your womanfear,
You die alone in you manfear.
Alone Jesu, alone,
In your cockfear. Cuntfear. Womanfear. Manfear.
Alone in your fear. Alone in your fear. Alone in your fear -
Your fear. Your fear. Your fear. Your fear. Your fear. Your fear. Your fear,
Warfare. Warfare. Warfare. Warfare. Warfare
Jesus died for his own sins. Not mine.

Jnei Level 8 Dec 6, 2019

Perfect. 😂

Don't you think people attending the funeral want to go, eat snacks, coffee and go somewhere else quickly? Isn't this song a little long? People pretend but they really want to be somewhere else. I want be smoke in 20 minutes and they don't have to wait.

@St-Sinner There will be a buffet and free whisky during my funeral, and the song is only five-and-a-bit minutes long. Afterwards, I expect all attendees to come to the wake where they will be fed a variety of interesting substances before being encouraged to go out and do things that might get them in trouble with their mums.

@Jnei You said interesting substances? Can you include me in the will?

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why are you worried what they play at your funeral? you'll be dead. they could play parcheesi and it wouldnt matter to you.

I knew, just knew, there would be at least one person that would reply with a comment that showed they would not take the post for what it is:
a joke.

And I am pretty certain I have an idea of what the comment will be to this.

@Truthseeker1968 that funerals are for the living?

@JeffMesser I have no idea what that means as it relates to my former reply.

@Truthseeker1968 you said you had an idea of what the response would be so I gave you the response.

@JeffMesser I give up. Still makes no sense. No big deal. Happy Holidays!

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