A Grave Excercise
Since there has been little going on with me besides the daily grind, I thought we could try a little interesting excercise. A close friend recently asked me what I would want on my grave stone. I thought about it, overlooking the fact that if I died here, more than likely I would be buried in Arlington with my name and dates on the white cross.
So here it is,
1. you must have a grave stone
2. you must have a statement on it.
3. you may take a look at the larger picture, titled Where is Jesus? and guess where I took it.
What will it be? Please post your responses in the Comments section, as will I.
posted by Dorman at 15:20
26 Comments:
At least if you are buried at Arlington, I'd be able to see you.
I know.
NOT funny.
I guess on my headstone it would say : Beloved son, loving husband (hopefully before too long, eh, M?) and proud father.
I would rather have the writings on my stone be written others. Personally, having a request of a writing on my own grave stone would be the epitome of selfishness. Forever saying to the world... 'look at me, look at me!'
If I have been a 'loser'. let it be written. If I have been a role model or a pillar in the community, than it would be written. I believe that we should be judged by what we have done in our lives to positively effect others, if not mankind as a whole.
My only fear in this belief is for nothing to be written. Just another grave stone. I walk through our local grave yard almost daily My dog loves playing fetch in the open grassy field behind the complex. As I walk through, I try to read the stones and date. I sometimes find myself walking through the labyrinth of stones, reading each and every one. I sometimes wonder who these people where and who looked up to them. What lives have been changed by this person, only to lie here among all others without recognition. Maybe that is what they wanted. To make their mark in the days of life, only to be forgotten and put aside with all others great and small. If you believe in the faith, as I try my best to do, what happens here on earth after your death does not matter. You have crossed over into a place to be with one and all before you. But, to me, my life here has a purpose. I may have not found it yet, totally! But, even if I never find piece with this world, I still will be judged by my peers and others.
Sorry for the rambling on, but you hit a soft spot.
mankind = mankind It was late!
mattandriver, that is why I have a thing about photo'ing cemeteries :)
I.L. not Germany. Actually Stckange, France. A small town, NE France, near Beligium. The cemetery is around an old church/chapel.
Crys and mattandriver, maybe you could get a stone with a whiteboard on the front and have an attendant keep a fresh supply of Expo dry erase markers.
Matt, you've got it! That's the point to having a stone and saying "what do I want the world to know about me when I'm gone?" If you put a little of yourself on that permanent marble slab you will be remembered if for nothing more than what is written there. Cemeteries are facinating but I am again agreeing and not flirting with Stellar that I too want to be cremated. I guess that means after I'm gone and a hundred years have passed, no one will know I even existed. I'm predictable, but this is what I pick should I die today:
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
OK. Here is mine.....
Done.
That's it. One word. But on a more humorous side I thought of this last night. My web design friends should get a kick out of it. I have to substitute [ and ] for the angle brackets because of the way the comments work, so bear with me if you know HTML.
[Life]
[birth] Love [/birth]
[childhood] Happiness [/childhood]
[adulthood] Pain [/adulthood]
[/Life]
[Death] Peace
Oh, and Carol, do you really want lyrics from a song about unresolved oedipal complexes on your stone? ;)
"Father"
"Yes, son..."
"I want to kill you."
"Mother, I want to (Screams)"
and I am not flirting with you.
You had to bring that up didn't you?
OK how about:
Get on out there on your hands and knees, baby
Crawl all over me
Just like the spider on the wall
Ooo, we gonn' crawl, one more
Oops, now that would be flirting wouldn't it?
Here's mine:
Out of the night comes
A timeless thing--Calm
In simplicity--Soft
A seductive voice
Meant for the human ear
RIP
omg lass, i will remember you from this blog alone. i love reading your comments. think of something good!
Well, I.L., risking again flirting with you, I must say I am glad you picked up on that open tag. Think about it.
Leann, yours is poetic, where is it from?
when the dying calls---danzig
who'd a thunk glenn could be so poetic? me.
"Not sleeping, but dead."
great, ignore above post, lousy spammer
This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.
Mine would read my one great accomplishment.
No name just the tombstone reading.
This man found a cure for hope.
And maybe if I die on a day when I'm feeling particularly "vile" I may use this:
I have screamed until my veins collapsed
I've waited as my time's elapsed
Now, All I do is live with so much fate
I've wished for this, I've bitched at that
I've left behind this little fact:
You cannot kill what you did not create
I've gotta say what I've gotta say
And then I swear I'll go away
But I can't promise you'll enjoy the noise
I guess I’ll save the best for last
My future seems like one big past
You’re left with me 'cause you left me no choice
slipknot, cool!
...it's like watching a car wreck in progress isn't it?
But I'm more than just a little curious
How you're planning to go about
making your amends to the dead.
-APC
Or even...
What's your hurry?
Everyone will have their day to die.
Oh, how I love APC.
InterstellarLass, I was reading your information posted about HELLO. I have downloaded the program (I already have Picasa) and starting to learn this.
My question: What exactly is the blinking "Web Link" on the page. It directs my blog, but with an IP address and Sub in front. Can you shed some light? Thanks!
I haven't put much thought into it. I spend most of my time trying to figure out how to make my life have a positive influence on the people around me and my kids. That way my "speaking voice" will be continue on as a headstone.
imageshack.us is where I host my pics. They give a bunch of different links you can use and edit. Free, no registration. Flickr is filtered by the Army internet fyi.
wow, and just think of the different opinions expressed of me on mattandriver's blog ;) now everyone will go flooding over there to see. LOL
like they said in the 2000 elections...I have gravitas.
Ric, I can see you having, instead of the perpetual flame, a loudspeaker and a perpetual tape. (and yes folks, I already know him)
Post a Comment
<< Home