No Funeral. No Wake. Just get me down to the Take’n’Bake. When they’re done sweep me into a bag or box and scatter me wide. Bits here and bits there I don’t suppose I’ll really care or notice where I am. Places I’ve lived, loved and ventured. Views that I might have seen maybe from times when I’ve been younger, fitter, when health was better.
No funeral means No awkward reunions between unmended siblings, the kids, where a bit of a do would spoil the day. And, because it’s MY death, and it would have been MY day we’ll just leave it. It'll be better that way. So none of those daring, glaring or sympathetic looks. The disappointment is well in the past. Do what comes naturally when I’m long gone. I hope it works I want no part of it - nor ever did. But obviously it irks!
But anyway that’s not the only reason there should be no fuss. Fuss to benefit not one of us. I’ve been spiritual, but not religious. I was parentally shoe-horned into church but probably wouldn’t have bothered at all if it’d been left up to me. I'm happy to like one and all and, if I got it back, that means I got it right
Being an atheist or agnostic doesn’t mean you’re a bad person… It just means you’ve thought it through and come up with a different answer than most of the Sunday shufflers, those who might not question their motives but just be in that groove. I say Live & Let Live. What is it THEY say? Be nice to everyone you meet on the way up… because you never know who you might meet on the way down! That about does it. Keep the info sparse. Always leave them wanting more... Hedge your bets, cover your ****!... And the meek shall inherit the earth If that's OK with the rest of you. Me? - Ce’st la vie.
No Funeral, No Wake... Just get me down to the Take'n'Bake'