Paul’s Funeral

CONCEPT

from Paul:

There will be no burial.

Do not wrap me in layers of cloth and lock me away in a wooden box. Do

not lower me into a cement hole to moulder in isolation. Do not refuse

me my chance to fulfill my ultimate destiny, to be reborn in the

flowers and the trees, to live again as a wasp or a cat or a frog.

Lay me in the fire and cast my ashes to the wind.

There will be no mournful dirges.

Do not send me off amongst funereal organ music. Do not quash the

spirit of my life beneath the dark and depressing tones deemed

appropriate for the dead. Instead wrap yourself in passion and beauty.

Send me on my way to REM, to Tori, to Trent Reznor, Afro Celt Sound

System, Bjork, and Blind Melon. Let those who love me play all the

songs that brought me to their minds, and laugh and share memories and

above all *dance*!

Allow my passing to become a moment of wonder. Cry. Laugh. Sing. Dance.

Let the day be holy to you. Celebrate life – yours, mine, and those yet

to come. Let loose, be happy, and set your spirit free – because mine

is.

Remember me.

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