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when it is my final time, i make it here clear. for my first choice my wish, is to go like all the critters we see, lying in the woods, enjoying a last long, lingering Final look. this body once warm slipping into Mother earth in its very own time. second way i'd like, is to go like the ancient Zoroastrianism practitioners did do. or the monks high among the peaks of the snow covered Himalyan peaks of Tibet once so Free. i'll take a hot firey burning if that is what you must do. mixed in thoroughly, with those of my puppyhead and her magficient ancestors. fling these ashes high overhead, while the winds are blowing strongly along. hike to the top a high and lonely peak, open the little baggie of plasticky. release these ashes, of us who loved each other  So, to ride the winds forever together, throughout all of  eternal time! but, i make it here most perfectly clear, under no circumstances are you to be flushing me down some ubiquitous suburban toilet! for that one i promise, for this you may be sure! i will  long hang around, haunting you, every time you, poo or *** RIP rip rip
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 5:05 AM UTC
Final Resting Time version 1
when it is my final time, i make it here clear. for my first choice my wish, is to go like all the critters we see, lying in the woods, enjoying a last long, lingering Final look. this body once warm slipping into Mother earth in its very own time. second way i'd like, is to go like the ancient Zoroastrianism practitioners did do. or the monks high among the peaks of the snow covered Himalyan peaks of Tibet once so Free. i'll take a hot firey burning if that is what you must do. mixed in thoroughly, with those of my puppyhead and her magficient ancestors. fling these ashes high overhead, while the winds are blowing strongly along. hike to the top a high and lonely peak, open the little baggie of plasticky. release these ashes, of us who loved each other  So, to ride the winds forever together, throughout all of  eternal time! but, i make it here most perfectly clear, under no circumstances are you to be flushing me down some ubiquitous suburban toilet! for that one i promise, for this you may be sure! i will  long hang around, haunting you, every time you, poo or *** RIP rip rip
inspired by the little tooth lying in the sacred dumpster behind the dentist's office, which is filled with implements of magical modern dentistry!
amiee
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 5:05 AM UTC
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