Most people will tell you that they'd rather die peacefully, without pain, even in their sleep. But I'm not so sure. Since you only die once, maybe you should have a big, flamboyant exit. Something like James Cagney in White Heat, climbing to the top of the oil refinery and blowing the whole place to kingdom come. And there was a guy in Hiroshima right below the bomb, and all that was left of him was his shadow on a wall.
As for what to do with my body, I'd prefer cremation. My only problem with worms is that they work slowly. And I don't care for getting a little section of land that posterity has to grant sanctity to. Tibetans and Parsees feed you to the vultures, which is eco-friendly. In China they have "tree burials," where they cremate you and plant a tree over your ashes. I think that's what I'd like best: the idea of a living memorial appeals to me. And the tree species I'd prefer is oak.
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