


I've realized that I do not want to buried in a coffin. All my life I've wanted to be something different, something unpredictable that could never be caught and trapped in a box.
Then, finally at the end of the very 'life' you've spent trying to spin a colourful tapestry of unrestrained colour, your efforts are burnt to smithereens, and you're put back into a box by people who never really knew or understood you.
All those who had ever loved me, you will know what do with my ashes.
4 comments:
About the small print-did you think of that or did you quote someone? Either way its really beautiful and depressing at the same time.
I hope that you don't really mean that.....
Love the first three pictures.
yes that's lovely. i'm getting cremated too, much less claustrophobic.
lovely art/photos, as always. xx
LOL
No, I did write that.
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