On a solemn note, when it's my time to die, please don't let them mourn me in a church or put me in the ground. Coming to, and going from, this place...it's part of something bigger; a cycle. Celebrate if you want, but no mourning. Then burn me up and lay me in waves, wind, and the roots of a willow. let the tree be my headstone.
nothing prophetic, no worries...just pondering life during my coffee break. check the vid.
