I want to be shot out of a cannon into the sun, or something similar ala Hunter S. Thompson:

http://www.abc.net.au/news/newsitems/200505/s1379192.htm

At any rate, I want plenty of booze to be served - it MUST be an open bar occasion.

I want people to have a HUGE party in my honor, get shit-faced and tell stories about me. Then I want them to move with their lives as soon as humanly possible. Don't forget me, but move on.

Life is for the living, and considering how fleeting life is, we shouldn't squander it grieving and hoping for better things after we're gone.

The rocket thing to the sun would work if my body was used as the fuel. Ever see the Myth Buster's episode where they used a salami for rocket fuel? ****ed if it didn't work!

Recycled into aniimal feed has some attraction if people don't mind wavefreak prions escaping into the food chain.

Seriously, cremation, scatter ashes in the ocean.

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People better party when I die.  I want lots of booze, a band or two and everyone tell each other how wonderful I was in life.  LOL.

I think I would like to be cremated.  The tree things actually sounds cool, but I've never heard of that before.  I wouldn't mind have an Oak tree growing out of my head when I'm dead.

In Scandinavia, where land is short, I think the Swedes have developed a method for freeze drying you and then using your remains as mulch.  I like that idea.  It's like what BGH mentioned--if they use you to fertilize a tree or a bush, then people can visit the plant and remember you.

But even in secular Sweden they're having some legal issues over the need to break up the freeze-dried body into hamburger-sized pieces with this big hammering machine (which is necessary so that the body will compost instead of just rotting). Even secularists still have a lot of emotional queasiness over the treatment of dead bodies.

My grandmother died last month. Her body was cremated, and her ashes were spread all ofer Crawford county, PA, where she spend most of her life. This weekend is her memorial picnic. There will be food, alcohol and music.

As for my death, I'd like to be shot out into space in away from anything in this solar system. Maybe my i'd end up being shattered by a comit. Maybe i'd fall into a star or a black hole. What would be really cool is if I landed on a planet that could support life, and my DNA spawned life there.

Ok, to be more realistic, I'd like to be buried in a forest, but I think there's laws against that. I think you're only allowed to be buried in designated places, and you have to be in some sort of container. I don't want to rot in a cemetary, so I'd settle for being cremated and having my ashes scattered in a forest. They don't have to have a party to remember me or anything. I probably won't have done anything important.

I want my body thrown into the woods where it will hopefully get eaten by the wolves.  I know it's unrealistic (they prefer not to eat carrion, I beleive), but I like to think of it that way.

 I won't care; I'll be dead.

I've been thinking about this for several years... and ever since I saw The Young and the Dead a few years ago, I've wanted to be cremated and just a small amount of my ashes to "reside" at Hollywood Forever cemetary. Because of the technology they employ, my memorial service can be simulcast at their facilites in various parts of the country... which means my out-of-state loved ones won't have to spend money to travel to pay their respects or see my Forever LifeStory (which I can participate in producing while I'm still alive), which will be archived so that even my descendents far down the line will be able to "get to know" me. And I only want good pictures of me displayed!

It was the death of a close friend that was the catalyst that finally brought me to admit my atheism to myself and everyone else, and it's interesting that although I've never been afraid to die, somehow admitting that I don't believe in any sort of afterlife has made me treasure every relationship even more, and make the most of every encounter.

All the immortality I'll have resides in the memories of me that people have, the good I've accomplished, and everything I've ever written or recorded in some form or another. That's just fine by me.

You know the whole idea of people throwing a party in celebration of your life is an awesome one (IMO), but I don't know how realistic it is.  For anyone that dies and was loved during life.... their absence sucks.  I'd like to be cremated so family can put me wherever they want to.  I'd like to have a service where people are allowed to share whatever they want to.  I like that in my family we've never done the funeral parlor deal.  We keep it as simple as possible.

I'll add to my first objection... I can't see why people can't drink at the "party".  Every funeral I've ever been to has suffered greatly from the lack of a stiff drink for each and every one of us in attendance.

I'd like a christian funeral.

Preferably by a fundie.

Then I'd like to be fed into a wood chipper.

On to the preacher. 

I don't. It's enough to have lived.

And it's perfectly fine to bawl your damn eyes out too. I simply think it is far more honorable and sincere to remember the person's life rather than mourn the loss. I know, without a doubt, that were I at my mother's funeral and it was the sort of affair I described in my first post in this thread, I would be crying quite a bit. But I'm sure my brother would come around and tell a story about her that would make me laugh uncontollably, no matter how many tears were on my cheeks. Then I'd cry again, and have a drink. I'd tell a story, we'd all laugh, and then we'd all cry because we knew we'd never have those sorts of things happen again. Then we'd all have another drink. So we'd laugh, cry, play the deceased facovoite songs, and remember and celebrate how they lived.

Don't get me wrong, I fully expect people to cry when I die. I'd simply like them to be able to laugh too and remember me as something other than meat in a box.....about to be shot into the sun out of a ginormous cannon.

I’d like to have my ashes mixed with gun powder, turned into bullets, and then given to the SAS to kill some terrorists with!!

Or I wouldn’t mind having my ashes fitted with a tracke and fired into space to travel as far as possible.

In reality, I’d like there to be a BBQ at my funeral.


Would anyone have their body donated to science/medical research?

I presume most of us atheists would also be organ donors (although I've not got around signing up for this.) I think organ donation should be mandatory, or at the very least, presumed unless stated otherwise.

I know I should be an organ donor but I'm just not comfortable with setting up a situation where people will benefit from my death. I'm just not that trusting. I'd rather keep it in everyone's interest that I be alive.

The whole organ donor thing sounds good to me. After all, I won't be needing them after I'm gone.

However I do want what's left of me after organ harvesting to be "deposited" in the ocean. And by "deposited" I mean "dropped from a helicopter at an altitude of not less than five hundred (500) feet." And I want it to be filmed, and the film shown live on PayPerView (or at least put on YouTube).

If a helo is not available, then use a counterweight trebuchet and launch me into the Atlantic. The trebuchet must be on the west bank of the Intracoastal Waterway in Hallandale, Florida; and it must be so designed that my remains clear A1A and hopefully the beach, making for a remarkable splash.