what_would_your_epitaph_say
dB k, guys we all think about it sometimes. What do you want yours to say?
An epitaph on stone will some day cease to exist, but when blather is copied on to a universal format and millions of copies made and shot into space it will live forever on a thousand worlds.
So make it count.

"Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,--"


That's mine.

What's yours? 		020804
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She Mine would have to be one of my favorite quotes from Shawshank_Redemption.

"Some birds aren't meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are just too bright.
And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice,
But still, the place you live is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. 		020810
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oppressed_youth I want it to be something totally random and nonsensical like a goofy knock knock joke or a picture of George Forman. Or maybe both. You know, just to liven the scene up a little; because if you're walking around in a graveyard reading epitaphs, you've got to be feeling pretty melancholy.

(I realize that just sticking a photo of George Forman on my gravestone is a wee bit tacky -- it would be more like an engraved picture. Something classy, ya know?) 		020810
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birdmad "It could't have happened to a more deserving bastard" 020810
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Aimee "she died saving her family from a sinking ship" 020810
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stork daddy mine's gonna say..."you shoulda seen the other guy" 020815
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silentbob "a great father, a better football player" 020815
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tourist Get Over It Already! 020815
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grendel "yesterday was the last day of the rest of my life" 020815
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Sailor Jupiter Of all the money that e'er I spent
I've spent it in good company
And all the harm that e'er I did
Alas it was to none but me
And all I've done for want of wit
To memory now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all
--lyrics from "The Parting Glass" 		020815
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lobsterman i'm ugly your ugly i'm over it 020815
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stork daddy i ate when i was hungry,
i drank when i was dried,
and humped like a monkey:
i lived till i died. 		020815
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yoink FREE HOT DOG 020816
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Rae In The End,
Rae
Flew Away. 		020817
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burden $19.99 020817
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only_tuesday don't get too close or i'll take you with me. 020817
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god h 020817
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daxle I don't want to be buried in a graveyard. Once I'm dead I'll have no knowledge of however I'm buried of course, but thinking about it now I think I'd like to be buried in the mountains where we buried my dad, illegally and unknown. My epitaph would simply be the tracks of deer and mountain lions, and perhaps an oak would wrap it's roots around me. 020821
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stork daddy don't worry. they'll eventually build a walmart over it. 020821
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Freak I want to be cremated except for my skull. I want them to take my skull and do that thing they do when they find old skulls to tell what the person looked like when they were alive, then I want my kids/grandkids to sit it on their mantle so thy will always know what my face looked like at my prime. 020821
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kama ...have fun...
...see you later...
...dont get lost...
...keep breathing...
...live forever somewhere ... 		020822
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little fury bug Let her r.i.p. 020822
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daxle sad but true, stork daddy 020822
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rosemary thanks for visiting my grave 020823
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reitoei see you soon.... 020823
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selfish bastard From "Song of Myself" by Walt Whitman:

"A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he...

...it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves...

What do you think has become of the young and old men?
And what do you think has become of the women and children?

They are alive and well somewhere,
The smallest sprout shows there really is no death,
And if there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it,
And ceas'd the moment life appear'd.

All goes onward and outward, nothing collpases,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier." 		020825
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cresentwhench Mine would say...


Forget the pain you had on earth
Unfold your wings and fly
Calm you'll feel after all is done
Kiss the sky
You will always be remembered
One last goodbye
Unknown afterlife is here 		021002
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soyano Wonder what it's like to die?
Screaming into the darkness, Why?
The darkness screaming back, Why?
Then you and the darkness cry. 		021012
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minnesota_chris "Enough about me, let's talk about you." 021012
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distorted tendencies You loved me eh? Would you fuck my dead body as a parting gift? 021012
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Sitchen For future refrence 'Someone please shoot me.' is a rhetorical question 021013
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Sitchen rather it's a rhetorical STATEMENT! 021013
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Jeca *laughing hard*
great one, sitchen 		021013
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Jeca i don't know-- ephitaphs bother me... like one last shout amoung so many countless others: REMEMBER ME!!!! how can it matter unless it matters to the lives you touched?

then again it would be nice to copy down my list of things to do before i die with my check marks next to the finished stuff. 		021013
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jimi hendrix "Forever In Our Hearts" 021013
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phil "Pick Me" 021013
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p2 Either: "See Ya Soon"
Or: "At Least I'm Not You!" 		021014
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kss java.lang.NullPointerException 021025
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p2 kss, i wish i had thought of that 021025
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Rhin my epitaph has already been carved into the black granite. it's sitting in the cemetary even as i write. half of the stone guards an empty grave. the only item the stone lacks is my date of death. seeing my name and my image carved into that stone is fucking creepy. so is what is written on the stone. it's not me. it's not who i am. i'm afraid to go there. i have not visited the grave site in 2 years. the last time my friends tried to force me to go, i tried to jump out of the car. ::sigh:: anyway, just don't be hasty in deciding the words that you will be remembered by. i have seen mine, and nothing in this world scares me more, which is why i am now involved in the extremely expensive process of having the stone removed and another one laid. forgive me baby... 021025
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kss yeah - it's either that or java.lang.ArrayIndexOutOfBoundsException

int age=0;
age lastGasp;
age++;

something like that.

Man, I need to geek out way less, it's no wonder I never get any action. 		021025
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p2 if you really wanna geek out
what would your printStack() look like? 		021025
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kss that really is henrix's epitaph, by the way. 021025
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p2 erf, printStackTrace(), that is 021025
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Stretch
I lived free and died free. 		030103
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Lilac buried alive 030104
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kss served with chips and pickle 030104
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minnesota_chris This side up 030104
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unhinged finally, it's over

may the seeds that i have sown in this life serve me better in the next 		030105
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chage broken grass 030106
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phil "FREE PARKING" 030106
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Rhin 'if you're smiling...fuck you!' (i always get the last word!)' 030106
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Nathan88 until we meet again 030106
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Kristopher "God DAMN, that guy was heavy!" 030107
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jasm5254 "she was buried standing up" 030501
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User24 as you were
so once were we
as we are
so you shall be 		030501
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Dafremen Here he lies or maybe not
This grave is one of six
He'd probably smile
And laugh awhile
To know his final trick

Left strangers, kin, the family dog
A strange and final lesson
For at his death
His final breath
Was, "Shhh let's keep 'em guessing." 		030501
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pipedream "I Came like Water, and Like Wind I Go."
Omar Khayyam 		030501
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pipedream there was also this really ogrgeous poem i read about how you shoulnd't miss me because i will be on the breeze, in the leaves, in the sparkle of water on a winter afternoon...but that's too long to put on a gravestone, i think i'll leave the poem in biggish lilac envelopes that'll have the stuff i want people to have after i'm dead...provided i have a little notice, of course :) 030501
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Grace The way it is nowadays..
youre lucky if you stick around to write one..


*shrugs
~~~

(No darling,that's not my epitaph*s)

But tell me have you tried to say epitaph 3 times fast? Well..one could die trying..

GraceandGlory©2003 		030501
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minnesota_chris haha ogreous_poem

I live life with a small footprint. Like a world-class Olympic diver I don't like to make a splash. So when I die, I hope that people will bury me cheaply. Maybe in a gunny sack, out in the woods.

But really, I don't care about my remains after I die... whatever makes the survivors happy. Embalm it and sit it in a chair, if that's what they like. 		030503
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endless desire i would like to applaud 'she' for quoting a wonderful movie and a posting a wonderful quote. i carry the first two lines with me wherever i go. 030621
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Sparticus He tried. 030621
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Sparticus or

Here lies one whose name was writ in water, also. 		030621
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screwing for virginity jefferson wrote his own epetaph and obituary.

that is sorta creapy. 		030622
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User24 oh Sparticus, no!

no no, go not to wanky romantic poetry with no direction.

Keats would have been great 10 years after he died, he'd have become a cynic. 		030622
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Sparticus User, Keats is just about the only romantic i can tolerate, and ONLY because he was a god. the power of that mans mind. . .

by the time he was my age, he was publishing his first poems. he would be dead seven years later, and he already knew it. .

wonders what he is doing with his life 		030622
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spathic S.

Sister and Friend

(and then maybe the dates... cuz i like them...they provide context when you're walking around cemetaries piecing together the little bits from names and dates.) 		031018
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nom '?'
or
'yes'

or O as in a circle 		031018
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nomatter LOVED BY MILLIONS 031018
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smurfus rex I'd rather be breathing. 031018
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minnesota_chris This is not as cool as you might think. 040412
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Arkantos </life> 040428
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pete Aye, catch you on the winds 040428
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shaq attack! sup, a/s/l? 040529
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shaq attack! she got served 040529
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mood ring (im stealing part of somebody else's)
live? (checkmark)
love? (checkmark)
hate? (checkmark)
find immortality? (...)
i knew i forgot something... 		040529
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camille checkmate 041023
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camille Shoobie doobie do 041023
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camille Shoobie doobie do 041023
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kookaburra she lived through everything but this 041024
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magicforest



I TOLD YOU I WAS SICK






dies 		041024
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jane mine's just going to have a picture of a snake eating its own tail 041024
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camille um... tic tac toe? 041218
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camille you never listened
why do you want to hear something now? 		041218
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dead me "Shit happens, but at least you're still alive" 041218
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sylverquicklight so and so, who lived a crappy life died a crappy death and was gleefully survived by friends and family who all placed bets on when he would croak. 050515
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smurfus rex "Failed his save vs. death"


cuz misstree got me thinking about D&D again... 		050515
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mous I like Dorothy Parker's...

"This is on me" 		050516
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anomalous "not dead yet" 050516
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Lemon_Soda "Not Dead, Only Sleeping"

or

"Knock Knock..."

or

"Sometimes..."

or

"He was loved, but for the wrong reasons."

or

"I'm not as think as you dead I am."

or

"ow."

Or

"If you want to know me, go read my blathers"

or

"Lemon_Soda, now a little flat, but tasted great in his prime" 		050517
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misstree she Lived 050517
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milo i really wanted to be cremated.. 050517
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peyton He is pulled from the wreckage
of his silent reverie 		050518
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anne-girl preferably something original
definitely not cliched, maybe witty, perhaps insightful

but who would care?
the people who didn't know me would laugh, maybe smile, move on, forget
the people who did already know who i am

there's not enough room to explain myself on a gravestone 		050613
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AeonFlummox Here lies a fool who lived his life knowing he could not find happiness in himself alone. lived his life trying to find happiness in the undying company of another. here lies a fool.


there will be no capital letters... no proper puncuation. 		050613
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a chaotic gift to idealism or perhaps it will be...

for him it was more of a moral delema of stripping myself from ignorance to indulgence and not knowing a single syllables worth of knowledge to determine which is which and what had taken over.... and along the lines of moral, just simply lost for words
when no wrongs are forgiven and you fail to shy at the hands of death
when to falter on your own words becomes inevitability and consitency to cry ones self to sleep, guilt stricken and torn by remorse....
he shall claim his name and place the same...


which do you prefer? 		050613
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a chaotic gift to idealism context. syntax. neurasthenia. diphtheria. clostridium tetani. anaerobic. limpid. pleomorphic. 050613
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Death of a Rose still waiting for a customer representative...................................... 050614
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yoink it's rude to wear a skirt to a cemetary (or really baggy shorts) 060817
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nom "!" 060818
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minnesota_chris I'm watching you, mwahahahaha 080302
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it would say: "OOPS" 080302
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roughly: "33% correct" 080302
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someone you know this_is_how_i_feel_today 080303
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jane i still like my ouroboros picture idea 080303
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