I agree ginger....not so much about the worms though.....I have always thought a traditional burial is a waste of real estate.
besides that....I have been thinking lately....do you realize that every atom on this earth including those in your body, have always been here?.....therefore on an atomic level, we are all exactly the same age.......could reincarnation be a reality?.....does consciousness and self awareness have an attachment to a single atom possibly? .....would you want that atom sealed in a vault? ;)
The land is for the living, so cremation for me too.
But I'd like a quiet memorial service for those I leave behind to help them grieve and then a typical Irish wake where they party and celebrate my life. More laughter than tears please.
D6........yes, i gave that idea more than one thought...
We are all children of the stars.. Our energy, our infinitesimal molecules come from the universe and to the universe will come back when we die...
So yes, our atoms theoretically should have the same age of the first atom on the universe...
And, between us, this makes you and me pretty darn sexy for being so old...lol...
Being each of us intrinsecaly of the same age doesn't necessarily leads to the reality of reincarnation though...
When is out of my mortal body my energy will come back to the original source of all the universes energies....then, as i see it, that energy will be "recycled " in a different way, assuming different shapes, in any possible different space-time frame..
You know, like we get pulled inside a gigantic (or extemely small) laundry machine...or a blender...we get a little twist and turn and then we are expelled again in the universe..... again under new different sembiances...even in anoher galaxies...even in an alien form of life totally unthinkable by our brain right now..
Who knows?
People always make the mistake of thinking that once dead our soul will come back but in THIS world, under THESE known sembiances.....
Its because of the usual human being self centered thinking....even the Oriental religions can't think out of the box in this case ...too close minded.....
So when you talk about reincarnation i think of it in a way completely different by all those religious or spiritual crap people is buying..
They tell you of doing well in this like or you will be back as a lurid snake...(the most disgusting form of life i can think of...lol....beside the worms i was talking earlier) For them there is no way one can come back from that laundry machine if not HERE again.....how boring.....
What about being reused for creating an alien form of life? Like an alien plant on a planet in a galaxy we don't know even see under extraterrestrial shapes we can even think of?
About our awareness or self consciousness of this recycling process..... I might see some signs in what people call outer life experiences, revealing dreams, back to previous stages via hypnosys, deja vu and so on,...
But i wonder how the activities and the thoughts and the experiences of this present body of mine can stay all compressed in each and any of my atoms...
And what this says about the soul?..Since the soul is the sum of all i am and i wish to be and i could be, my past, present and the potentiality of my future, and all of this is like imprinted and morphing and interacting in the synapsies of my brain that is thingkin them.....so ...even my soul could be imprinted in each of my atoms governed by my brain...
So...no ..i definetely don't want my atoms being sealed in a vault ...lol..
But that is not going to happen anyway....because my energy will not be there anymore after i died.....or better, only the atoms that have been used to shape that mortal body of mine...they only remain in the vault..
My dust too will contain only my dead atoms, my energy will be already somewhere else....and at that point i can't even call her anymore "my"........;-)
Oh, green burial! My body wrapped in something biodegradable and stuck in the ground before it begins to be nasty. Maybe a tree planted over it.
I won't get it because the funeral industry's practices ate too deeply entrenched, too difficult to sidestep, but it's what I'd like.
We use up enough of earth resources while we're alive. There's just no sense in using more when we're gone. The millions of gallons a year of embalming fluid that are pumped into bodies will eventually find their way out of caskets and concrete vaults and back into the earth and who needs that? Likewise the petroleum products or natural gas used in cremation are wasteful and pollute the atmosphere.
Since green burial isn't a realistic choice, I guess I'll pick cremation and ask that my ashes be scattered in deep woods where the trillium grow. Bone meal is good for plants and some of what once was me will be absorbed. In the spring when flowers are in bloom friends can wander past and say "hi Mary."
I like D6fer's unsentimental thinking about being dispersed into atoms that are forever. That's our true immortality. Think of the Einsteinian mantra; matter and never be created nor destroyed; it can only change form. It makes me appreciate the bereavement poem that starts
"Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep..."
It talks about what was once a person transformed now into glints on snow, a rush of air and so on.
yoopermary.....I'm not much of a greenie, but I do like the idea of that kind of burial....there is a cemetary about 60 miles from here that does that.
haha javadewd, that reminds me of Red from That 70s Show.
I want all my organs to be donated, and I want to be buried. It would give me peace to know that my (future) children will be able to visit my grave when they want/need to.
I really enjoyed reading D6fer & gingersoul's theories about atomic life after death. I knew about the fact that atomically we're all the same age, it was a "quirky fact" my chemistry teacher told us in highschool. But I never gave so much thought to it before. I guess it's because death terrifies me. Not so much dying, just what happens afterward. I definitely believe in the paranormal, but there is still a rather large part of me that is terrified that we simply cease to exist.