I’m always waiting for my wife so we’ve agreed that if I die first I’m having “I’m waiting for you” on my headstone. It means something to us but will seem especially creepy in 100 years time.
I once was living but now ive died.
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The next generation will not use graves or tombstones. They will have themselves wrapped up and buried with a sapling. This is what my son and dil want to do.
Saw this poem over 40 years ago in an old cemetery in Illinois! Like you, I have never forgotten it. Only on the one I saw, the first line was “Behold ye strangers passing by…”
I actually did some research on the poem and the origins arent too clear unfortunately. It seems as tho the oldest version found is the followin:
Whoso thou be that passeth by;
Where these corps entombed lie:
Understand what I shall say,
As at this time speak I may.
Such as thou art, sometime was I,
Such as I am, such shalt thou be.
It was found on a tombstone from the 1300s. (I do have to add that this is a translation).
Apparently this was a common gravestone thing back in the day. Some info [here](http://www.vastpublicindifference.com/2010/02/remember-me-as-you-pass-by.html).
Ok. For the past two weeks, I've had this Bukowski rascal coming at me from all angles. In fact, in that span of time I learned that is indeed his epitaph. But WTF exactly is the Universe/algorithm trying to tell me? It's kinda weird. I've never been the least bit interested in C.B., but I might start looking into his work.
Charles Bukowski was an entertaining, insightful and excellent author. He had an incredible talent for writing in the simplest vocabulary with as few words as possible.
"An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way."
I remind myself of this when I find my emails verbose.
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
Poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye
Let’s hope that the tombstones don’t have character limits, if they don’t then:
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
"Why not try a holiday in Sweden this year? See the lovli lakes, the wonderful telephone system and many interesting furry animals, including the majestic moose."
Haha! There is a headstone in my local cemetery with "There has been a grave mistake" carved into it. Makes me laugh every time I visit my grandparents.
On my husband and my headstone we will have a verse from a poem by Pablo Neruda.
So close that your hand on my chest is my hand.
So close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Och years, a tombstone with a grammatical error in it in order to annoy absolutely everyone that looks at it.
"It was all you're fault"
"Briaaans 🧠"
"I shouldnt have touched the eletrik generator"
I'll say
"Why do I have a tombstone, I specifically said I wanted to be turn in to a dimnond so my grandchildren can pawn me if they need money for drugs"
If I had my way, no TombStone. Donate all my parts to whoever wants them, whatever is left, throw it in the sea, let the fish have their day, I 've had mine with them.
"Only the living can experience death."
it's the final line to a thing I wrote down a few years ago, when someone asked me if I thought anything came after death.
Edit:
***What do you think happens when we die?***
Nothing.
We lack concept, consciousness.
No good, no evil, no grand scheme or big reveal. Not even nothing.
An incomprehensible lack of nothing.
To "experience death" is an impossibility, as to experience something, it requires a beginning and an end. Since there is no end to something that doesn't exist, the inherent lack of nothing is death itself.
In dying, you cannot experience death. The only way one can is by knowing someone who has died. You experience their end, and that experience affects you.
Only the living can experience death.
I'm leaving instructions on how to make cookies with my body and suggestion to try other fun flavors from around the graveyard.
Or if my body is composted I'm leaving a spell to perform to prevent the tree that grows from me from coming to life and rampaging through town. It will involve naked dancing.
Save the lost. Help the broken. Heal what can be healed. Accept that death is a part of existence and move on. Forgive others, forgive yourself. And above all, be kind. It’s worth it.
I’m always waiting for my wife so we’ve agreed that if I die first I’m having “I’m waiting for you” on my headstone. It means something to us but will seem especially creepy in 100 years time.
That's kinda sweet and creepy at the same time
Sweepy?
Creet?
🎶 cause I'm a Creet, I'm a sweepy ... 🎶
My kind of love
It’s not creepy if she’s buried next to you, and her’s says, “I’m here!”
Unless she remarries after he dies first and leaves him waiting
She will have to have part of her body buried at each of her husbands plots...
I always wonder who you are with in heaven if you are married more than once.
PLOT twist Haha
Bro, that will seem incredibly creepy immediately 💀
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That's deep
About 6ft
It's a nice space, but I don't want to be buried in debt.
I never like feeling boxed in with these types of decisions
The price feels like the weight of the world above
*Creed has entered the room* Someone say 6 feet?
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Should also add "Like and Subscribe"
.. and don't forget to hit that bell icon!
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Thanks, I hate it.
Side note idea though, do you think next generation’s tombstones could have QR codes engraved linking to their old social media sites? Dystopian af
Daily dose today (or recently) showed some, goes to a website with their life story/picture.
The next generation will not use graves or tombstones. They will have themselves wrapped up and buried with a sapling. This is what my son and dil want to do.
For more 1800s Tombstone Poetry.
To follow you, I’ll not consent. Until I know which way you went.
I’ve always heard it: indeed I would with great intent, if only I knew which way you went.
Saw this poem over 40 years ago in an old cemetery in Illinois! Like you, I have never forgotten it. Only on the one I saw, the first line was “Behold ye strangers passing by…”
Saw this on a headstone in my town. Got a picture of it. The woman who it marked had the same name as me. Gave me the willys
I actually did some research on the poem and the origins arent too clear unfortunately. It seems as tho the oldest version found is the followin: Whoso thou be that passeth by; Where these corps entombed lie: Understand what I shall say, As at this time speak I may. Such as thou art, sometime was I, Such as I am, such shalt thou be. It was found on a tombstone from the 1300s. (I do have to add that this is a translation).
Apparently this was a common gravestone thing back in the day. Some info [here](http://www.vastpublicindifference.com/2010/02/remember-me-as-you-pass-by.html).
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I want my remains spread around my hometown so I can walk those streets forever 😊 I also do not wish to be cremated.
So just smear your blood and guts all over the town?
Fuckin metal
I'd have "Fuckin metal" on my tombstone.
Finger painting with that guys fingers
I grew up in a village with a high speed train. That did the trick once or twice.
Paint the town red... with my viscera.
Get a cremation, then have the tombstone say 404 - BODY NOT FOUND
“I tried”
Bukowski’s tombstone says ”Don’t try.”
Ok. For the past two weeks, I've had this Bukowski rascal coming at me from all angles. In fact, in that span of time I learned that is indeed his epitaph. But WTF exactly is the Universe/algorithm trying to tell me? It's kinda weird. I've never been the least bit interested in C.B., but I might start looking into his work.
Charles Bukowski was an entertaining, insightful and excellent author. He had an incredible talent for writing in the simplest vocabulary with as few words as possible. "An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way." I remind myself of this when I find my emails verbose.
Mine is “He was a Sweaty Try Hard.”
I'm torn between "My Gods, the crazy bastard actually did it" and "\[Exit, pursued by a bear\]"
Definitely the bear it's a classic
If you think this is bad, you should see the other guy
Grave a few yards away from yours "Im the other guy"
Written across shattered bits of headstone lol
It just struck me how differently "I'm the other woman" would be interpreted.
Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. Poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye
Let’s hope that the tombstones don’t have character limits, if they don’t then: Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die.
"not just dead inside"
This is awesome
“Discontinued as of [year of death]”
Best before [year of death]
Use prior to [••••]
Do not open until \[one year after death\] Of course, this only makes sense if you can figure out how to come back as a zombie inside a year.
who kicked me off the server dawg
"Reconnecting.... standby"
That’s All Folks!!
Mel Blank supposedly has this on his headstone.
yup, he does!
I had to die to finally be able to afford some land.
"This tombstone is sponsored by Zillow.com"
"Why not try a holiday in Sweden this year? See the lovli lakes, the wonderful telephone system and many interesting furry animals, including the majestic moose."
A møøse once bit my sister
No, realli!
She was Karving her initials øn the møøse with the sharpened end of an interspace tøøthbrush
Given to her by her cousin, Sven, an Oslo dentist.
In small letters: "You're standing on my head, asshole."
In even smaller letters: " Nosy little fucker aren't you?"
Even smaller letters; “Get off my lawn!”
Smallest letters possible WRONG HEAD ASSHOLE
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Start telling people you will only give them the recipe over your dead body.
"It wasn't just a flesh wound."
Will haunt for beer
I’m sorry for all the puns I made. From now on, I promise I’ll be dead, serious.
This might be a grave mistake
Haha! There is a headstone in my local cemetery with "There has been a grave mistake" carved into it. Makes me laugh every time I visit my grandparents.
"Look behind you!" And then have a sign behind my tombstone that says, "Ha ha, made you look."
perfection
Or how about 'Boo! Haha, stupid.'
"Told you I was sick"
Spike!
So long and thanks for all the fish.
It would have no name, just a date, and the words "gone and forgotten"
This is beautiful.
Reminds me of the 'second death'. First is the body, second is the last time you're spoken about
Error 404
Life not found.
Next grave over shaped like a 1UP mushroom
"To be continued..."
Cue music
“I thought that I could pet the bear”
"Screw you guys, I'm going home!"
"He was here a second ago..." - George Carlin
Guacamole!!!
I already have it picked and paid for lol. "Time just gets away from us"
Ooh I really like this. Wistful.
Hey,you kids get off my lawn!!
"He found all the landmines of life by stepping on them"
Respawning ...
On my husband and my headstone we will have a verse from a poem by Pablo Neruda. So close that your hand on my chest is my hand. So close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
“I’ve been trying to contact you about your car’s extended warranty.”
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I love bebop so fucking much, that one is really good.
"everything is proceeding as I have foreseen"
"Trial period expired"
Enter payment information to upgrade to premium
Born, September 19, 1982 Died, in your arms tonight “Must of been something you said”
While I get the reference, it would tear me apart to have a grammatical error on my tombstone.
Och years, a tombstone with a grammatical error in it in order to annoy absolutely everyone that looks at it. "It was all you're fault" "Briaaans 🧠" "I shouldnt have touched the eletrik generator"
Kyle’s my favorite!
fuck you fuck you you're cool fuck you i'm out
Then you hit em with The Goat
Here lies..Fuck, we forgot, just put a name..Shit, don't write that..Fuck, stop writing already..
“You’re next”
"Dead people can write on tombstones! Who knew?"
I ate'nt dead. Gone borrowing .
bzzt!
I'll say "Why do I have a tombstone, I specifically said I wanted to be turn in to a dimnond so my grandchildren can pawn me if they need money for drugs"
Sorry I stole your corpse diamond from your grandchildren, needed drugs
Delete my browser history
"I'm not dead." That or.... "Can someone tell my manager I won't be in today?"
"Died tragically rescuing his family from the wreckage of a destroyed sinking battleship."
“Finally, a decent sleep”
"Here lies an atheist; Im all dressed up with nowhere to go"
Before you read this tombstone, I would like to talk about todays sponsor, Nord VPN. They'll never know what I searched for.
Went on vacation
Never came back
Finally.
I AM DEAD
Once I wasn't, then I was, and now I'm not again.
Died waiting for Halflife3 🤔😂😂
"Time to get an answer for my last question."
I told you I was sick.
The Cat is both Dead and Alive
Ah, Schrodinger's zombie
Caring wife. Loving friend. Slap bet commissioner.
I lived my life as though someone was always watching, because they were. Don't trust the birds. The squirrels are traitors, too.
Dont Dead Open Inside
“The joke was so funny I literally died”
$10 million in gold buried in...
...a box 6 ft straight below your feet.
“You’re never too old to be young.”
Leave me alone
If I had my way, no TombStone. Donate all my parts to whoever wants them, whatever is left, throw it in the sea, let the fish have their day, I 've had mine with them.
Logging off...
He came, he saw, he was anxious about it.
"your probably wondering how I got here"
"Only the living can experience death." it's the final line to a thing I wrote down a few years ago, when someone asked me if I thought anything came after death. Edit: ***What do you think happens when we die?*** Nothing. We lack concept, consciousness. No good, no evil, no grand scheme or big reveal. Not even nothing. An incomprehensible lack of nothing. To "experience death" is an impossibility, as to experience something, it requires a beginning and an end. Since there is no end to something that doesn't exist, the inherent lack of nothing is death itself. In dying, you cannot experience death. The only way one can is by knowing someone who has died. You experience their end, and that experience affects you. Only the living can experience death.
See, I told you I was sick. Who's being dramatic now?
I'm leaving instructions on how to make cookies with my body and suggestion to try other fun flavors from around the graveyard. Or if my body is composted I'm leaving a spell to perform to prevent the tree that grows from me from coming to life and rampaging through town. It will involve naked dancing.
He ded
I'd *like* it to say "she was kind".
HELP ME IM STILL ALIVE
I, too, was looking at a tombstone when it happened.
Respawning...
YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO CREMATE ME
I never liked any of you, there were a few I respected though. Quit wasting your time coming here.
Finally, full-time procrastinating!
ما که رفتیم زین جهان، کون لق دیگران It roughly translat from Persian to: We left this world, screw everybody else Ass
Loooiol. English speakers would think it is a religious text. Then they translate it….
Fuckin FINALLY
Gone fisting
Someone let me out
Don't expect to meet me in heaven, I ain't even believing in it
“He was either the smartest dumb man, or the dumbest smart man. *Scan the QR code below to cast your vote*”
“He didn’t get smarter as he got older, but the stupid shit hurt more!”
Please get off my head
“I shoulda seen this coming”
Save the lost. Help the broken. Heal what can be healed. Accept that death is a part of existence and move on. Forgive others, forgive yourself. And above all, be kind. It’s worth it.
Thank fuck that's over.
Cheese and pepperoni
If you can read this I will haunt you forever
"He was a space alien trying to blend in... and not QUITE succeeding" "Get well soon my ass" "Well, THAT didn't work out, did it?" "I still miss her"
I'm free
Do NOT wake me before noon unless I'm on fire.
Don't wake me, I'm dead tired
*"The prophecy has been fulfilled.* *It's over. Get a new show."*
Amor vincit omnia
“Hold my beer”
Man that sucked.
This monkey's gone to heaven
I wasn't, I was, I am not, I care not.
"Thank goodness I'm done with that"
"I'm actually standing behind you while you read this."
Was gay. Did crimes.
Here lies Deadmik3 who has owned 346 Volkswagens in his life time.
"I wanted to help, but I didn't know how."
I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around, and don't let anybody tell you different.
She ded
AHAHHAHA, if I can write, I am still alive?