This blog ain't meant for those people I know - unless they happen upon it - it's meant for YOU... I simply want to share some of my experiences I've had in life; and hopefully at the same time lift up the spirits of those who happen upon this blog.

Sunday, April 29

Don't bury me

I do not want to be buried. Put in the ground so I can rot till I come back as a brainless zombie from Shawn of the Dead. No, being buried doesn't make any sense.



Why do we stick dead people in holes in the ground? It makes less sense than Kwame Kilpatrick does.



What does make sense however, is how my ancestors treated their dead. My fellow Native Americans (I am around 10%).
The deceased human would be put atop a huge wooden funeral pyre, sometimes much like the one in Lord of the Rings: Return of the King, and burned.



You can also make a comparison to Van Helsing, as some tribes did it that way.

Anyways...this is what I want done with me when I die in 120 years...I don't wanna be dumped in a casket doomed to rot and decay. I want to be set free.