I m Different...so the end should be too!
I can’t imagine why anyone would want to be put in the ground, left to decay and rot in the same spot until their flesh turns to bone and their bones to dust. It’s like putting someone you love in a box in your garage—you know where it is but you seldom re-open it. No, when I go I don’t want to be buried. Turn me to ash and scatter me across the sea. Let me kiss the shores of Australia and swim with blue whales and great white sharks. Let me become the hurricane that devastates a city, the rain that washes away the pain. Let me become earth and sky and when you walk outside, smile because you know I am there. That I will always be there, even after you’re gone. Because the sea is immortal, I will be too