If I should die before I wake...

[smokingboot]

Thoughts prompted by the lj of another.

If I die, don't bury me; shoot me out of a cannon at sea, or dynamite my longboat with me and a mountain of flowers in it, or if you insist on not getting arrested, just scatter my ashes over the sea, at sunset or just after, when the evening star rises at twilight.

And then seriously party. No black unless you love black. Chuck flowers on the water if you want to, I like pretty things. Champagne, my darlings, I love champagne and poetry and music, and love-making and too much good stuff. And if there's no party, well, do it at home or in a bus stop or something. Only be sad if you really feel sad, be nice to anyone you see who's a bit down. Talk to me if you want to. Remember I'm still crazy about you, now and forever.

Comments

[november-girl.livejournal.com]

This reminds me of a very silly conversation in a pub one Sunday afternoon!

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

Yes, things did get strange. Wasn't there something about bursting watermelons?

[cyanidemigraine.livejournal.com]

quite bitter sweet thoughts

id be more than happy to apply cataclysmic heart stopping high explosives to you when you die

because strangely enough i know its what youd want

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

I'll be counting on you:-)

[garethd.livejournal.com]

thanks for sharing that made think and do the same

hugs

G