December 12, 2002




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December 11, 2002




Today I was contemplating my funeral. Although I feel far from dead, I don't doubt possibilities. The concept of normal funerals upsets me. I find them to be a little depressing, and what fun is that? I would much rather have those who knew and loved me celebrate my life. So, this is what I decided:

~At first, there is just a simple casket with some flowers and crying people.
~Then, all of the sudden, everything goes black.
~My body is secretly lowered from the ceiling in the dark, while no one can see.
~Then, a spotlight shines onto my dangling body, and all these multi-colored lights burst onto the stage where the casket was.
~Techno music.
~Lots of techno music, like the kind that people play to pump sports teams up.
~Following that, lots of attractive men come out in silver suits with glow sticks.
~Think rave here, people.
~Then, my body, which is hanging by ropes, starts to fly through the audience, and move to the music.
~And now, the confetti.
~Lights flashing, confetti flying, silver suited men, load fast music, and me, flying throughout the crowd.

This idea might be borrowed...
I haven't thought of the "grand finally" as of yet.
At first I thought about just going back to blackness, and everything would go back to normal when the lights came back on.
But I'm not sure yet.