hmmm...have you read Thomas Hardy's The Mayor of Casterbridge? I just re-read it recently. What would you think of the Mayor's final will & testament?
that I be not bury’d in consecrated ground.
that no sexton be asked to toll the bell.
that nobody is wished to see my dead body.
that no mourners walk behind me at my funeral.
that no flours be planted on my grave
that no man remember me.
To this I put my name.
Uh yeah, I'm about the business of living and I expect to reach maturity one minute after my heart stops. In other words, I never think about such things. But you go right ahead, lydon, don't let me stop you LOL!!
Lol, indeed I shall.
The Mayor’s final will and testament sounds like George Whitefield. “Let me die, and let my name die with me.” :)
enough time passes and we all become just a name, if that :)
And to dust we return. :)
exactly