A taxidermist will stuff me , a cigar in one hand, a beer in the other, having installed huge teeth, having been stood up in the corner of one of my kids front rooms with a cord coming out of my back--when pulled my jaw will flap and a voice will say--YOU GOT INSURANCE, MOTHERFUCKER? They can take turns enjoying my presence.
Just light me up after the med students are done with me. I imagine some young blonde co-ed pulling the sheet back on my remains and gasping.....oh my....look at the size of that man's.........................................brain....
In a community where I lived on the west coast a few years ago, they set up a "green cemetery". No embalming, no coffins/caskets, no grave markers. Bodies were wrapped in a shroud and buried in the forest or field. There was a central registry, where family members could find the coordinates of their departed relatives on subsequent visits, but nothing on the spot to identify it. The site always looks like a forest. It was set up with all the legalities. It is an officially-registered cemetery, the first "all-green" one in Canada, and it has the proper land zoning.