October 29th, 2011

  • fox_c

Writer's Block: Far and away

Describe your dream vacation.
Seeing the prompt, it only really seemed fair to break my silence, considering when I left you last I was preparing for nearly 2 weeks travelling with my mom.

Now, almost a month later, I'm back and the trip seems like a distant memory. But such sweet sweet memories. Mom and I had an amazing time, though for me this was just the tip of the iceberg. We were in St. Tropez for their annual sailing race, which was pretty awesome. I was stunned by Sanary-sur-Mer, which would be a fantastic week long retreat. Barcelona was much cleaner and better organised than I remembered and Corsica was not well suited for city sightseeing, but the countryside looked incredible. I spend most of my time standing on a hill wishing I either had a kayak (who knew the Med's waters were so blue) or had actually managed to get the horseback riding trip arranged in good order. And then there was Italy. I had expected for Capri to steal my heart, but instead it was Sorrento.  I have a feeling that Italy may become a more regular destination, though some language classes might be in order. And hey, as this is a new(ish) decade in my life, I think I'm due a new language or 2 right? Still, even the little bit I had learned over the course of 5 weeks was well received, and it is a much easier language than French anyway. 

Pictures forthcoming. . .

Speaking of Italy, I think next year may be ripe for R and I to do that bike trip through Tuscany we've been planning for ages now, maybe with a side trip to Rome, since Mom and I had to cut that bit short and really, what is life without having been to rome? I think next year we need a grand adventure, particularly since my grand plan to take R to the Monaco Grand Prix was foiled. Stupid exams.

But before that, there is a certain Hobbit in Isreal that needs visitors, me thinks. :)

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?
I want to be stuffed and put in pride of place in vorvolaka's living room. :D

Just kidding. 

As long as someone checks to make sure I'm actually dead I'd rather the people I care about, or that care about me decide. If they think my body would help science then have at it, I'm already listed as an organ donor on my drivers license. Or if they prefer a grave to visit, it would be nice to be near my grandparents. Throwing my ashes to the ocean (while probably not very environmentally friendly) would be fine too. By the time this all happens I'll be long gone so I'd prefer for the outcome to help soothe those I leave behind in some small way.

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?

I don't plan on dying, but if I must I'd like to be buried somewhere above ground. I'm kinda claustrophobic about the whole under ground thing.

If I make it another sixty years or so, there probably won't be many new cemeteries around anyway so the only choices really will be cremation or a mausoleum. I have no intention of being cremated.

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?

I plan on being cremated. I may have a viewing first however. I mean, my body is really just a vessel to cart my soul around after all.

I do want to have a New Orleans style funeral though. Complete with jazz band. More of a celebration of my life rather than the mourning of my death. :D

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?
After death there is nothing more (at least for me. I don't want to argue about religious or beliefs subjects with no one). Why I would and who would fucking care with my body after dead?
Ok, maybe I would donate some usable parts of my body for living people. At least something of me would be still useful after dead.

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?

I absolutely want to be cremated. That's not a religious thing, I just think rotting things are gross. I can feed daisies just fine in ash form, thank you very much.

Wow, this prompt has me feeling very morbid.

Anyway, yeah. I do think that gravestones are... nice. Good as a physical marker, a way to remember loved ones, to leave behind something solid and real when our bodies are gone. But I don't want to be buried under one, if that makes sense.

I'm not sure how I feel about the whole "give your body to science" deal. I respect the hell out of it, don't get me wrong, but I'm not sure it's something I could do myself. I'm kind of hoping to be in one piece for the funeral, you know? At least visually. I suppose organs and things won't be missed so much at that point. Not by me, obviously, but I'm thinking of being, you know, presentable. Although I personally can't stand looking at the dead bodies of people I knew, and that whole practice at funerals kinda creeps me out, I understand that some people need that for closure. I guess.

OK, this is definitely the weirdest writer's block prompt I've ever answered. I maybe shouldn't have done this right before bed...

Writer's Block: Musically inclined

Do you play a musical instrument? For how long?
I was reared Catholic, and so the practice of playing with my instrument was strictly forbidden.  Receiving savage beatings, on the other hand, were evidently just fine.

Now I find I am enjoying a renewed renaissance with my organ.    Adulthood is Good.
You are not lost

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?

I would like to be an organ donor and/or donate it to science. I'm not precious about what happens to my body after I die, and instead of rotting away in a box somewhere I figure I may as well do some good. I'm sort of against the thought of coffins and gravestones and cemeteries- I understand why we have them, but it all goes back to that notion that humans 'own' the earth that doesn't sit comfortably with me. I don't mind not having something immortal like a gravestone marking my existence; rather, I would like what I achieved throughout my life to be remembered. If the people I were leaving behind wanted somewhere to go to to remember me, I'm sure they will have a certain place/thing that will do the trick instead of large expanses of land dedicated to the dead.

Speaking of dying, aughh I am still sick. Started my essay today though, so that's good. I also bought Peter Pan from the bookshop which is pretty cool. Looks like my Summer project is already getting underway! :)
London - Belvedere

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?
I want to be cremated. I think there's something more natural about cremation than there is in putting a corpse into an expensive box. But I don't want to go into the funeral home incinerator. Too clinical. Build a funeral pyre in the woods and Darth Vader my body to the other side. That way I can float into the sky and scatter to the winds.

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?
Donate any organs which can be donated.  Then burn my body in a Viking funeral or burn under a rocket going off to space (to make use of the immense heat and energy being expelled by the  rocket in order to escape Earth's gravitation)...

Back to the point, I would like my dead body to be burned/cremated/turned into a diamond (that sounds nice).  Any way which might be useful to my family (like they could sell the diamond and finance the education of my relatives).

To be honest, I just like my body to be burned so that I won't come back as a zombie or ghost or even a wight.

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?

I go through a number of thoughts. Buriel was one but I don't like the idea of being eaten. I'd really love to be a skull in the British Museum or a prop in Hamlet :)

I think I'd like to be cremated because then you don't take up so much room.....Saying that I saw this cool program about this man being mumified so that's always an option LOL

Вопрос дня: Дни рождения

Вы помните дни рождения родственников или они у вас записаны, чтобы не забыть, не перепутать?
День Рождения близких помню все,но,на всякий случай,в записной книжке,рядом с телефоном родственников и знакомых записаны все даты -- радостные и печальные.Со временем иначе что-то забудется,утешать себя фразой "..я помнил,даже где-то записал.." совесть не позволяет.И,поверьте,лучше ошибиться и лишний раз позвонить своим близким и знакомым,чем потом мучительно осознавать,что человек,недождавшийся поздравлений(не так уж частых в наше время) от близких и дальних совершил непоправимое.Всё таки очень плохо,когда человека некому поздравить с днём Варенья и сказать несколько тёплых слов,по поводу и без повода.С каждым годом становится всё меньше людей,желающих говорить нам тёплые слова и поздравлять нас с семейными радостями.По-этому,не стесняйтесь,звоните,поздравляйте,делитесь щедростью души.День Рождения у человека -- один раз в год,и не поздравить -- признак либо склероза,либо невроза.
  • fomins

Вопрос дня: Дни рождения

Друзья говорят что я ебнутая ходячая энциклопедия, потому что я помню ДР всех друзей и родственников, все их мобилы, все их домашние телефоны по которым уже не звоню 15-20 лет(т.к. есть мобилы), число ПИ до 20го знака(УПС... напиздил, уже тока до 15го), а так же всю долбанную таблицу умножения от 1х1 до 100х100(ХЗ как... просто помню)
сцуко ! стал ся щас проверять... не все уже помню :((
ну как то так

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?
I'm a wee bit old fashioned when it comes to death. I want to be buried whole. Even if I end up dying after falling into a mulcher, I want every little skerrick of myself found, put into a box and buried. Has the added bonus that if I end up coming back and haunted someone's arse, they have bones to burn to get rid of me.

So yes, when I go, I fully intend to become worm food.
  • annivey

Вопрос дня: Дни рождения

Вы помните дни рождения родственников или они у вас записаны, чтобы не забыть, не перепутать?
Всегда помню,когда и у кого день рождения. Никогда не забываю, в крайнем случае оставляю памятку на телефоне за день до события. Поздравляю тоже всех родственников, стараюсь никого не обделить вниманием, ведь мы - одна семья.
  • foxlena

Вопрос дня: Дни рождения

Вы помните дни рождения родственников или они у вас записаны, чтобы не забыть, не перепутать?
дни рождения самых близких, конечно, помнишь на автопилоте, дальние родственники- сложнее, помнишь месяц или декаду, уточняешь по ежедневнику
  • shlevai

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?
I want cremated and scattered.  In the end, shadows and dust.

Nothing bothers me more than seeing god damn graveyards all over what could be perfectly fine fields or woodlands.

The dead don't need graves, they don't need expensive coffins, they don't need flowers.  Hold the departed in your heart and memory, not a field of the dead.  Logically, it makes no sense.

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?

If it’s financially possible at the time of my death, I’d like to go with a Ganges cremation. Failing that, leaving it on a large rock or mountain somewhere for the carrion birds, wind, etc. Failing that, standard burial with a copy of Endō’s Deep River in the coffin.

Corpse disposal is highly regulated in most countries, and it would suck if it turned out at the last minute that your plans were illegal, so it’s a good idea to have contingencies.

Вопрос дня: Дни рождения

Не помню, и ни когда не запоминал! Приходится записывать или спрашивать у кого либо о дате . Женщины, в отличие от мужчин, придают этому большее значение, чем противоположный пол. При всем - при этом, используя данное приемущество, всегда ставят мужчин в неловкое положение перед публикой.


Writer's Block: R.I.P

I used to consider my end of life plans to be the same as every death/funeral that I had ever witnessed. First there would be the funeral home, embalming, casket, burial, and lots of stinky flowers.
Then, one day it hit me that the decision is mine, not that of the people around me.
So, I discussed with my husband and my sons and this is what I came up with, and my husband agrees he wants to do the same thing.
IF I die in a home or hospital setting where my body can quickly be tended to, I want to be taken to the local Medical School and used as a teaching tool. Then, when my body is no longer of use to the students, I want to be cremated and then have my ashes spread....somewhere.
Perhaps my sons will take a ride on a paddlewheeler down the Mississippi from Memphis to New Orleans, dump my ramains into Old Muddy along the way, then spend a couple of days in NOLA telling stories over drinks and crawfish touffee and other NOLA specialties.
How they get from New Orleans back home will the their decision, but the ash dumping into the river must be done per my instructions. And that's the story of that.

Writer's Block: R.I.P

Not so much writers block, I just found this interesting...

I've actually thought about this multiple times before and even thought about it recently. I think i would like to cremated because the thought of my guts being sucked out and my eyes being sewn shut does not sound pleasant. I meant I know after we die we don't need our bodies I am an organ donor and I am quite sure they will take whatever they need. So whether I like or not I'm going to have things removed anyway. But what's the point of keeping a body around after it dies? Think about how graveyards and such there are. Nobody needs them. They will never see us again...I can understand some aspects as to barring a body though. For instance if someone was murdered or done wrong they can always dig up the body and look at more evidence. But someone who dies naturally or of a sickness, we honestly don't need their body anymore, nor do they.

As for me I'd want to be cremated. I don;t need people looking at my dead face before they throw me into the ground. I'd also want my ashes spread somewhere cool. Some place that means a lot to me. Maybe even a few places. I know Lake MI would be one of them, I know that lake is dirty in multiple places but it is a body of water that connects me to a few close friendships on the other side.  Maybe in a field in the middle of nowhere because I like to be out in places like that. No dirty city streets, just a field full of pretty flowers.

Like I said, I've thought about this a few times. I don;t plan on dying anytime soon but theres my thought's on this topic :D

What do you want done with your body after you die?

Writer's Block: R.I.P

When I die, I my body cremated. But I don't want something stupid done with my ashes, like having someone throw them off the side of the grand caneyon because, "I just want to be able to fly, just once". No that shit is stupid, for one you're dead, you can't feel yourself flying off the edge of the grand caneyon when all your nerves and organs have shut down. Plus, theres the added bonus of being burned to ashes so there is no freaking way you could possibly feel that. No, I want my ashes to be used for something useful. Like being baked into brownies and fed to starving children. That may sound bad but, hey, its starving kids. It would be like I gave my life to feed children who are slowly losing there own. 

Writer's Block: Musically inclined

Do you play a musical instrument? For how long?
You know it.

What would my life be without music? It would not be my life. I love Luke (my guitar) and Turner (my violin) like they are my children. Except I don't know what it's actually like to have children but still.

Actually, to make this less boring and SPN related, I was just thinking about music and Supernatural relating. Like, so many songs have reminded me about the show. For example, "Fix You" by Coldplay. I started listening to it while I was writing yesterday, because a prompt reminded me of it, and then I was all, this totally reminds me of Sam and Dean. (Apparently I'm not the only one, youtube it.)

Hell, I've even written my own songs about it. One serious one even (if I find it I'll maybe post it here).

Anyone else have any songs that remind them of Sam and Dean or the show?

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?
Neither of the usual options massively appeals to me - both are quite environmentally unsound in their own ways. Much as I enjoy the peacefulness of cemeteries, I don't have much desire to be interned in one.

Generally, I don't really care. I'll be dead, so it doesn't matter much to me. Whoever I leave behind should do what makes them feel best. However, I do prefer the idea of letting bodies rot into the earth to burying them in boxes or burning them. Let them decay and feed the cycle of life and so on. I also like Frank Turner's suggestion in the song One Foot Before the Other (and not just because of my deep-seated Frank Turner obsession, dating back to 2006):

On the very day I die
The very last of my desires
Is that you take my broken body
And commit it to the fire

And then when the fire is finished
Scrape the ashes in a tin
Take them down to London’s drinking reservoirs
And throw them in

And then specks infinitesimal of my mortal remains
Will slide down 7 million throats and into 7 million veins
And I will creep through their capillaries to the marrow of their bones
And they will wake to bright new mornings and then wordlessly they’ll know 

That I remain
I am remembered
I remain
I am remembered

I like this idea. It's all part of the great cycle of life, as I said. We're all made of stardust anyway - organic matter formed in a supernova, which has already been part of so many different things before us, and will be after us. That's fucking beautiful. Far more beautiful than some tumbling mausoleum, solemnly declaring to future generations the fact that your long-dead relations were sad at your passing. As I said, I do like cemeteries, but with the world's ever increasing population, how much space do we really want to devote to macabre monuments to the dead? Quite apart from the question of how healthy it is to dwell so much on the departed.

Who knows, maybe one day the matter that makes up my body will one day end up back in a nebula helping to form a new planet. I like that idea a lot.

Anyway, I'll wrap this up with another quote from One Foot Before the Other that I really like, and not only because it suggests that bits of Dostoevsky might be in me (which is pretty exciting, I must say. I've been to two of his houses, including the one he died in, so it's nice to think that I took some bits of his recycled corpse back with me):

But I place one foot before the other
Confident because
I know that everything we are right now is everything that was
That Watt Tyler, Woody, Guthrie, Dostoevsky and Davy Jones
Are all dissolved into the ether and have crept into my bones
And all the cells in all the lines upon the backs of both my hands
Were once carved into the details of two feet upon the sand

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?

Regrettably most of my organs are unusable by anyone who'd like to get well, so most of it is just useless organics.
My brain already has a taker if I die before the research project is over, which means probably other neuroscientists will want it in the future as well.

I would think that the alive people would just do whatever made them feel better as a send-off, but I'd prefer cremation or biodegradable sack burial. I can then be tree fertiliser. I like trees.

Вопрос дня: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?
Я хочу, чтобы мое тело кремировали. И никаких гробов и закапываний в сырую землю гниения ради, да и только, не надо. Пусть мои родные решают где развеять мой прах, ориентируясь на мои любимые места, ну в смысле, где я любила бывать за жизни.
Надо же! На какой вопрос я попала! Еще живу и умирать не собираюсь, а тут кто-то с такими вопросиками мне попался на глаза. Ай-да, думаю, отвечу. Может, когда-нить кто-нить из близких или друзей почитает и возьмет на заметку и после моего логического или не логического "завершения" все сделает именно так, как я желала...
Бред, короче. Мне пора спать! Это я точно знаю. Любимый громко похрапывает (странно, обычно он вообще этих чудовищных звуков не издает), а я тем временем не могу отлипнуть от ПК. Вдохновение пришло, видите ли...
Ладно, еще скопирую этот пост для другого, чаще применяемого дневника и погружаюсь в царствие сна... Да, именно сна, ибо умирать я пока не готова, и к кремации тем более.

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?

In keeping with my sense of high gothic melodrama I have always wished that it would be possible for my skull to be preserved and turned into a drinking vessel and bequeathed to someone whom I found worthy. But I suppose there are laws against that sort of thing. I mean, if there weren't everyone would probably do it, right?

So barring that option, cremate me. Keep my ashes, don't scatter them. I enjoy the outdoors, but don't fancy being scattered to the wind. Keep me someplace nice and cozy.

Now with that morbidity out of the way, I want to mention that I am posting from the new house. We are all moved in. Yesterday was one of the most exhausting I've ever had yet I still found the strength to keep going all through it. I am glad that the bulk of the work is done now. Now to get to work generating more income to make sure we can afford it! I'd post more but I have an early shift tomorrow and I've already stayed up far later than I should have. Good weekend to you, whomever is reading this and who has not yet said "Turn his skull into a chalice? That's sick!"

Вопрос дня: Дни рождения

Вы помните дни рождения родственников или они у вас записаны, чтобы не забыть, не перепутать?
помню,но только самых близких, дядь и тёть и двоюродных - уже нет.

Writer's Block: Musically inclined

Do you play a musical instrument? For how long?
That's funny I was just thinking about this today.

Piano. 5 years of lessons. My wonderful teacher asked me twice if I wanted to do this for a living. I told her no. I just wanted to do it for fun. Really proud that she thought enough of my talent to ask. Found out later it came from my great grandfather who was a piano teacher. His daughter, my grandmother, played but nobody else did until me. Funny how stuff skips a generation.
Doctor Who, Time Lord, 11th Doctor

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?

Odd, but an interesting question.

Personally I don't think it's up to me to decide, considering I'll be dead by then, I will leave it up to whoever is my next of kin when my death comes, hopefully I'll be at least partly cybernetic before then, but that's something else entirely to talk about, also yeah, I know how that's strange. Either way my body will not be needed once I'm gone, so it's up to those that are left behind to deal with the matter, one thing I hope though, is whatever afterlife there is, if there is an afterlife, because I do not know which answer for that works for me, I'll not have to exist in another form after death for too long, eternal existence, even after death, doesn't sound appealing.

2014, Iron Bug

Writer's Block: Дни рождения

это вечный геморрой! я
Вы помните дни рождения родственников или они у вас записаны, чтобы не забыть, не перепутать?
нифига не помню. даже про свой собственный забываю и мне нужно о нём напоминать заранее, чтобы это не случилось неожиданно. но у меня всё записано на компе и дома, и на работе, стоят напоминалки. редко бывает, что я игнорирую какую-то из напоминалок.
Bleck Rebbit

Writer's Block: God Listens to Slayer

What do you want done with your body after you die?

Jewish law is extremely clear about what needs to be done with the bodies of dead people. Namely, bury 'em naked, wrapped only in a shawl, within 24 hours. Done and done.

Granted, I have no idea whether or not I'm going to be buried according to Jewish tradition and custom. I have no real itch to arrange my burial plans at this stage in my life, and I guess if my next of kin had to be saddled with the task, I don't know how I'd instruct them to proceed. I have no idea what happens to us when we die, and I'm not going to even pretend I know, but I'm of the belief that whatever happens, we're not given much reason to give a damn about the meat boat that got us from the cradle to the grave. You can fold me up into a paper airplane and toss me off the balcony for all I care. The rest of me will be off in a flash to play with celestial puppy dogs.

That said, there are things I like and dislike about Jewish burial traditions.

I Like:

-Naked burial. I think it's supposed to be a final equaliser, like, "Hey, asshole, you were rich as a pig in the material world, but guess what, you can't take it with you!" In other words, rich or poor, we're all just as dead in the end. Also, spending money on a good suit that the worms are going to eat is just dumb.

-No open casket. See above. Jewish bodies are not embalmed or dressed up or slathered in makeup. If your ticket was punched before you had a chance to put on your face for God, that's your problem.

-Quick burial. Man, I don't want a body hanging around for three days or better. I just don't. It's over. Goodbye.

I Don't Like:

-No cremation. Jewish law states that you hand your body back to God the way he gave it to you, though I would hope he would kind of be gracious about apologies for sagging tits, wrinkled ball sacks, and various gravy stains. I don't know if I'd want to be cremated, but something about the act seems satisfyingly final and clean. Unless your significant other accidentally dumps them all over the floor. Eww.

-Quick burial. I know, I know. But I'm kind of terrified at the idea of coming back to life while in a coffin. "Hey guys, I just had the greatest nap--OH GOD." It rarely happens now that we embalm our dead, but again, Jews don't tend to embalm, so...

Now that I've typed this out, I still have no idea what I'd want done with my body. I suppose if science wants it to further research on a new species of gorilla men, science can have it.

Otherwise, I don't think I'd mind being buried at sea. Sleep with the fishies!
Ninja, Cyborg, Rising Raiden, Dark Soldier

Writer's Block: Time for change

If you could ask the leader of your country anything, what would it be?

For starters. 

I'd tell him to get a grip and get the justice system right, too many, far too many, corrupt people are taking advantage of the Justice system, leaving this country on it's knees because of the country's softness. Prison is supposed to be a detterent against crime, but the short sentences and Human Rights campaigners are doing no good, meaning short sentences and criminals getting treated like VIP's. This is corruption that should, and would make a helluva lot of difference if it was gotten rid of, and this doesn't go for my country either, this goes for every country.

Then  i'd ask him to put in strict punishments on the justice system, give police more powers and clear the red tape bureaucracy, whilst keeping the innocent's rights free and untouched. Following that i'd recommend that Britain pull out of Wars that we are fighting for America, then the rich get forced to give up some of their money to fix the world economy, i know these are extreme, but for too long has corruption reigned supreme, and it would be nice to see life made better for the average person, not for me, but the struggling people of this earth eho deserve a better life. 

After that i'd ask him to step down and let Britain be run by a better leader. Someone with more spine. and less corrupt.
Daniel James Dawson Buster the Fox Me

Writer's Block: Musically inclined

Do you play a musical instrument? For how long?

Yup, I play guitar. Oh, a long time, now. But I've really only been truly into it for... Gosh, I guess it's been four years now.

I like writing music. I usually suck at writing lyrics, but I've been writing a Worship song lately that hasn't been much trouble at all. It actually sounds great, and I've gotten it stuck in my head a few times. It really seems soulful, like it's coming straight from the heart. But then, I should know. It's my song. XD

It's titles "So Forgiving", and it's about God's impossible love for humans despite how wretched we all are. Nobody's perfect; in fact, no one even comes close! But sometimes it seems as if God has forgiven us before we even think those bad thoughts, say those dirty words.

We all struggle, and God understands that perfectly. And by "perfectly", I really mean that God's understanding is PERFECT! He is always with you to help you through your stormy times, and he has an infinite supply of forgiveness and redemption when we make mistakes and fall down. On top of that, he helps us get back up again after the fact!

God is amazing, people. I'm just saying.
anita, thedismalheart, indie, emo

Writer's Block: R.I.P

making pencils out of your ashes.

Using the cremated remains, or "Cremains," one dead body can produce 240 pencils -- all but guaranteeing that you'll be dead long before you and your grieving family gets the chance to break them all in the most morbidly epic pencil fight ever recorded.

The box of pencils comes with a built-in sharpener, so that the pencil shavings fall back into the box, leaving your family with an urn that has more in common with the floors near the trash bin of every elementary school classroom than a human body.

Just Imagine...

Make plans to have your corpse pencils donated to the local library. Or, even better, an elementary school. You know you'll wind up haunting that shit. You'll be poltergeisting books and desks all around the room, while one priest cowers in the corner and screams "THE PENCILS! WE HAVE TO DESTROY THE PENCILS! ITS HIS BODY! HIS BODYYYYY!!!"

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Once Upon a Time, Regina

Writer's Block: Musically inclined

Do you play a musical instrument? For how long?
I have the musical instrument of voice. ;) I've been singing for 20 years probably (tho there were about 3 years I didn't truly sing so had to work my vocals back up to max again which takes some training). I sing first soprano but my range goes from C below middle C to high soprano C (tho more comfortable just going to the high B right below that.) ;) Also took piano lessons for a few years when I was younger, kind of took my gift for granted back then and never practiced though my teacher always thought I did because I'd come and play the pieces perfectly. Now I dabble it in. Took flute in school and reteaching myself now. And taught myself guitar back in high school and keep up with that as well.

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?
I want to be cremated. The cemeteries are getting over crowded, I don't fancy the idea of rotting very much and I like being warm lmaooo. My ashes..? Haven't really thought about that yet. God forbid if I outlive my kids my ashes would be next to them, otherwise probably with my hub when he goes.

Not sure what music I want played; I change my mind about that constantly. It'll either be something by MJ or Enigma, possibly something from both. "Speechless" by MJ, "The Screen Behind The Mirror" by Enigma.

Вопрос дня: Дни рождения

Давайте тек, не родственников, а дорогих людей.
По естественным причинам их все меньше и меньше и меньше. Независимо от того, родственники они или не родственники.
В идеале хватает собственной дряхлеющей памяти.
Ну и шедуллер в телефоне канешна, да.
Domestic? Never!

Writer's Block: Musically inclined

Do you play a musical instrument? For how long?

In elementary school they let me play the xylophone in music class, until they figured out that I couldn't actually read music, and I was just mimicking sounds and patterns that I heard. (I kept it up for a few months until they put sheet music in front of me and I was sooooo lost, trying to read music was worse than actual reading. The notes seem float about twice as much as letters on a page of a book....grr... ) So, then I got moved to triangles and rhythm sticks like everyone else in the class.  

I'll stick with admiring from afar. 

Writer's Block: Musically inclined

I played the violin for years. I was mechanically adept but never gifted. For the last 20ish years it has been mounted on my wall as a piece of art and I like to say it brings more pleasure up there than it ever did under my chin ;)

I always wanted to play the cello and am determined that once I have time and money (i e when my daughter's out of high school and in the out of state college that she wants to attend on [better be!] full scholarship standing) I will buy one and learn =)

Writer's Block: Musically inclined

Do you play a musical instrument? For how long?
Yes I play clarinet, guitar, bass guitar and violin, the longest instrument I've played is my clarinet followed by my bass my guitar and then finally my violin. I played clarinet for my middle school band and my highschool band, then in my senior year my director taught me violin, not going to lie I wasn't the best at violin didn't help the majority of the band acted like total dicks and telling me I suck I mean what the hell? so what don't expect me to be playing grade 5 Pagnini pieces after a months worth of instruction it's a hard instrument and if you think you can do better than me please step up to the plate, that's beyond the fact though I picked up a bass guitar in 7th grade it was alright then I wanted a 6 string electric, took some lessons at the local music store and it just went crazy with the guitar after that.

Writer's Block: R.I.P

What do you want done with your body after you die?

 Asking me if what I want to be done to my body after I die ? I want my body to be burn. ( CRiMATiON ) then when my body are ashes already , I wanted it to be spread in the sea . Together with the air . Why ?? Because I want my love ones to feel and to know that I am not gone, I did not go away . I will just stay there. Guide them and comfort them like the wind that they always feel ....