Poll: what do you want done with your body after you die
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Donate all my organs I can, and then cremate whatever is left. Use it as fertilizer or something.
I wish to be mummified and placed in a pyramid that I will eventually own... More realistically, I still wish to be mummified (saw a programme on TV, 'The Mummification of Alan Somebody' (forgot surname >_<) who donated his body to an experiment to figure out how preservation techniques were utilised in Ancient Egypt, worked fantastically well) and could possibly accomplish this by donating my body to research that does exactly that. ^_^
Mummification or bust I say.
Mummification or bust I say.
I would like to have my body donated to necrophiliacs. They can't help their obsession and it stops them from doing illegal things like grave robbing, so I think it's a good cause. xD
Seriously though, I don't know/don't care. Just donate my organs and put me somewhere.
EDIT:
Just though of Nick Swardson's stand up about his funeral. I want that. lol
Funeral part starting at 2 minutes in.
Seriously though, I don't know/don't care. Just donate my organs and put me somewhere.
EDIT:
Just though of Nick Swardson's stand up about his funeral. I want that. lol
Funeral part starting at 2 minutes in.
Mostly donated either to Science, or Necromancy. Any leftovers can be used to feed hungry hobos I guess.
Open Casket. Also, this is worth noting, I want this song to be played at full blast for the full funeral, and started randomly during it.
I really want to show how my dead body feels about the entire ordeal. Though this song would be close to the truth.
I really want to show how my dead body feels about the entire ordeal. Though this song would be close to the truth.
I'll be dead. I won't exist. Therefore it won't be possible for me to care. But let's not just limit this reasoning to atheists like me. Let's say that heaven and hell also exist. Just for the sake of argument. If you go to heaven, you'll have better things to do then to worry about what happened to your mortal body. And if you go to hell, you'll have bigger problems to worry about. Or if you're reincarnated, you won't know and therefore you won't care. It doesn't matter what kind of afterlife you believe in, what ultimately happens to your body will never in any case be any of your concern once you're dead. Unless terms of accessing certain afterlife demand a proper burial or something like that. But since you can never know that for sure, you might as well just forget about it. What's the point of worrying about this now when you're alive? So you see, it doesn't matter. You shouldn't care. Let people you leave behind figure it out.
I would like to donate my organs, because I am of the opinion that what happens to your body after death is completely irrelevant and some good should come out of it if it can. After that, I'd like a Viking funeral for my remains; put on a wooden boat, set on fire and pushed out to sea. Anything else sounds pretty boring.
Seriously, it'll be brilliant. It's just a shame that my consciousness will, most likely, have entirely ceased to exist and I won't be able to see it.
Seriously, it'll be brilliant. It's just a shame that my consciousness will, most likely, have entirely ceased to exist and I won't be able to see it.
I chose "Other", because I want my body to be consumed (after all of the useful organs have been taken, of course).
Shot into space, no question. I want my body to burn up in the atmosphere of some far-away planet.
If I die humanely and largely intact, I wish to be stuffed and mounted in my family's hallway, naked, legs about shoulder-width apart and hands on hips. Hair should be suitably waxed into a permanent quiff and a cheeky grin placed upon my face. There should be a plaque beneath reading "{Lt Bromhead}. He were awesome." and I require a short, humourous Irishman to be constantly ready with a moisturising spray in case I start to dry out and chip.
If I die in bits/too disgustingly to put on display, I wish scientists to clone my remaining DNA and cellular structure, and train the resulting offspring ceacelessly to become the new Batman.
If I die in bits/too disgustingly to put on display, I wish scientists to clone my remaining DNA and cellular structure, and train the resulting offspring ceacelessly to become the new Batman.
