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How to dispose of cremation ashes?
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JayC9
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that's very cool, this whole escapade actually sparked off lots of business ideas, sounds terrible but can’t help it, graveyards are so empty gray and miserable, at a loss why people want to be buried next to another ominous headstone that looks identical to theirs, comfort in numbers, maybe most people don't think about death realistically till it's no longer important or too late? why do people say they celebrate the memory of a lost one in joy, yet rest them in a cheerless environment? how about a plot of land, landscape it and for every person that’s buried there, plant a tree and a small flower garden with a simple plaque. instead of row after row of manicured lawn and morbidity you end up with a natural wild gardened wood of memory for loved ones to walk around. most peoples fears about death i feel are about being forgotten, that's the thing about trees, they grow and live through the generations and see a lot more of life than we doBlueBird said:
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to finish the story, we decided to bury his ashes somewhere high with a view, watched ‘the bucket list’ a few weeks ago, liked the sentiment. so this afternoon the wife and i climbed up a hill with a panoramic view of the coastline and surrounding countryside, it’s the highest spot around but not very. we get to the top and the sky darkened, i thought ‘not again!’ you see what i failed to mention earlier is that when they picked up his corpse from the mortuary, an almighty electrical storm broke out, the following day when they cremated him, again there was an ominous crack of thunder and it rained in torrents. now i’m not a superstitious guy but the coincidence didn’t escape me nor anyone else by their expressions
anyway, so while i cleared a patch and dug a hole to bury the ashes and plant a small lime sapling, it got darker again and rain started to drizzle lightly. typically the wife is sitting high and dry under her umbrella barking out orders. everything seemed to settle and it went all quiet, looked behind down the valley and saw rain in the distance and a large black storm cloud creeping over. i felt a drop in the air pressure and told the wife to collapse her umbrella, she sensed it too and was anxious to get off the top.
quickly finished up by burning an incense stick and saying a few words, the very moment i mentioned his name there was a deafening crack. its difficult to describe the sheer amplitude of sound and energy, like a cannon being discharged with your ear pressed to the barrel. the air smelled burnt. the wife was cowering on the ground next to me covering her head with her hands, completely terrified staring at a fizzling small tree not twenty feet from where we stood. the tree looked like it had exploded from within, leaves were peeling off and flaking like embers.
the wife ran down off the top in a flash, clearly in shock and trying hard not to cry. bolts of lightning crashed down left and right every thirty seconds or so, was trying to calm her down telling her that we’ll be alright when really i was absolutely shitting myself. after a few minutes the lightning moved away and we pelting it down in torrential rain covered in mud, we made it back to the truck in record time feeling shaken. spent the rest of today going over it in my head, what if, seriously freaked me out! happy to be alive.
http://img31.picoodle.com/img/img31/4/4/27/f_2704081304m_43487e7.jpg - ashes to ashes
http://img31.picoodle.com/img/img31/4/4/27/f_2704081258m_6dd144e.jpg - view towards the coast
anyway, so while i cleared a patch and dug a hole to bury the ashes and plant a small lime sapling, it got darker again and rain started to drizzle lightly. typically the wife is sitting high and dry under her umbrella barking out orders. everything seemed to settle and it went all quiet, looked behind down the valley and saw rain in the distance and a large black storm cloud creeping over. i felt a drop in the air pressure and told the wife to collapse her umbrella, she sensed it too and was anxious to get off the top.
quickly finished up by burning an incense stick and saying a few words, the very moment i mentioned his name there was a deafening crack. its difficult to describe the sheer amplitude of sound and energy, like a cannon being discharged with your ear pressed to the barrel. the air smelled burnt. the wife was cowering on the ground next to me covering her head with her hands, completely terrified staring at a fizzling small tree not twenty feet from where we stood. the tree looked like it had exploded from within, leaves were peeling off and flaking like embers.
the wife ran down off the top in a flash, clearly in shock and trying hard not to cry. bolts of lightning crashed down left and right every thirty seconds or so, was trying to calm her down telling her that we’ll be alright when really i was absolutely shitting myself. after a few minutes the lightning moved away and we pelting it down in torrential rain covered in mud, we made it back to the truck in record time feeling shaken. spent the rest of today going over it in my head, what if, seriously freaked me out! happy to be alive.
http://img31.picoodle.com/img/img31/4/4/27/f_2704081304m_43487e7.jpg - ashes to ashes
http://img31.picoodle.com/img/img31/4/4/27/f_2704081258m_6dd144e.jpg - view towards the coast
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