In the amazon rainforest, a tropical grove, a huge vat of honey gets poured over my naked body. I’m lying in a large outdoor dark wooden bathtub. The people of the village are surrounding me and chanting. After the honey covers my entire body, they lift me up and put me into another bathtub filled with clean fresh cool water and begin wiping off the honey residue with their hands. Still chanting can be heard.

I am at the beach of a large ocean. A clean white sand beach extending as far as the eye can see.

This is my fantasy burial.

I want to be sung to and bathed by friends and family. Then I want my body to be placed inside a wooden canoe casket with portholes open to the weather. Inside the casket/canoe I want water underneath my body and earth on top. 

I want to be sent out into the ocean, being tossed by the waves. As my body decomposes plants grow out of it. When I land on a shore, whomever finds me will pick the plants, reseed and then like a message in a bottle, send me back out to the sea.

Repeat.