When a lovely elephant dies in the wild and all the animals come and scavage after it, effectively making 5 tonnes into 6millions callories. The magots eat 70% of it, all the little cavaties the larger animals cant eat, then the other animals eat the maggots.
Its utterly disgusting. Yet at the same time quite beautiful. to know that your death is providing other animals with food and life.
Having studyied archeology and hating the idea of digging up a body, and disturbing a human soul. i have always wanted to be burnt. but now i wonder if thats selfish.
On one side of the weighing scales is giving "lovely" maggots and other bugs life as they make a stinking soup out of me and some poor person diggs me up years ahead and suffers emotional trauma, and on the otherside nobody gets hurt and i just disappear into thin air somewhere. but then again maybe me husband will be the deeply affected time that cant stop thinking about flames enveloping my body and then hangs on to my ashes in our poxy flat untill the day he dies and no one even knows what this funny little box on the mantel piece is.
Maybe i should just have myself thrown into the pirhanna tank at the aquariame (when there is no little kids there watching obviouslsy!) pirhannas sound nicer then maggots, and the smell much less i imagine. Plus it must cost the aqauriame a lot to buy all that meat!
Im not being depressive. I am actually really excited that even when your dead you can give life. I have many years to go but its a nice thought.
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