One of my go to jokes is that I'm living forever, due to a reason that doesn't matter in the circumstance.
But it's a joke, I am fully aware that I'm going to die. Sooner than I'd like, either due to my own actions over decades, or more pressing decisions made by others in the short or long term.
And thus, there does come the question of what I want done with my body, after I'm gone.
My answer to that is that I really don't care. I'll be dead, that's all I care about, really. Do what you want.
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