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Preparing my Funeral by Misha Lyuve

Jun 9, 2012


So a few weeks ago I started with this cold. Every day I was hoping that next morning I would feel better, but within a week’s time, it just got worse. And then I’ve been in and out of it. I tried juicing and antibiotics, chicken soup and acupuncture, vitamins and working from home, hot baths and restful weekends. The bug didn’t seem to be leaving. And I thought, maybe, just maybe, it’s my time to go. Ok people, I am not trying to be dramatic here or anything. But the bug was not going away and, I don’t know about you, I have thoughts in my head all the time.   

Also I recently wrote a song that has the following verse: 

But I am not afraid to die
You can take me if you like
All my bags are packed and light
I am ready for the ride 

As for any compulsive planner, I don’t think it was that unreasonable for me to start planning my own funeral. So here is the list of rules I came up with:
- please no drama; light crying/sobbing is alright
- dress code: bright and festive; comfortable for dancing and jumping around
- funny memories and jokes are ok 

Then I started to think about logistics. Nowadays one needs to consider environmental impact of his death (in fact, I found an article “8 ecologically friendly alternative to burial “). Then there are inheritance implications. And don’t forget social media unwinding strategy (you gotta read Bury me on Facebook.) The logistics gave me so much headache that I decided that I’m just not ready yet to deal with it, and I might as well keep living.   

By the way, this is how my song ends and I am yet to sing it live:   

And I am not afraid to die
But I don’t think it’s yet my time
So let me play and sing and rhyme
And be afraid and be alive. 

Thanks for reading.

Interruptions by Misha Lyuve

Mar 14, 2011

“if the world changed, i could not exist, and if i changed, the world could not exist” — Yukio Mishima (The Temple of the Golden Pavilion)  

Just as the world got snug on a sofa watching Charlie Sheen’s eruptions, the mother nature has sent another reminder that it has powers to quickly disrupt our lives and plans. And for those of us who appreciate justice, it is exemplary non-discriminatory:  rich and poor, skinny and fat, successful and losers, right and left wing – in the midst of disasters all turn equal, except probably for the lucky ones. So you think we are holding on to our handbags and opinions tightly enough?    

I haven’t experienced an earthquake or tsunami personally, but with a quantity of information coming, I get some idea of how it might be in the midst of it. And for us who are not right there, these events still cause an interruption; and an interruption creates an opening for questions.    

Like for instance, when Earth decides to move its tectonic plates (that causes earthquakes), it does it to fulfill its own needs (like when my body decides to sneeze) – so does humanity just get caught up in the aftermath (like we all have been sneezed on)?  Or is the nature using disasters to respond to us with a sign of furry or a scream for help?  If all this is a part of a big divine plan that I am incapable of comprehending, what is the value of human life in that plan?   


One thing is clear: whatever the attachment we have to our material possessions, it dissipates fast when one is trying to survive. But I wonder, if I were lucky to have a few minutes to choose one extra thing to take with me on that survival trip, what would it be? What would it be for you?      

(link to the Yoko Furusho's fundraiser for Japan)