Time Expired

When I pass, as we all will one day, I want to be cremated. I want the ashes from my body to be mixed with concrete and used to set a pole for a parking meter. I want the parking meter to be permanently flipped to “Time Expired” and set near the edge of a park somewhere. I want any coins that are placed in the meter to be periodically collected and distributed to worthwhile causes. I want beautiful sayings, quotes, and excerpts from literature to be engraved into the pole itself. I want for a metal chute to be welded to the side of the pole for anyone who wishes to leave flowers to have a place to put them. I want to have the names of significant individuals to be etched into the concrete at the base. More than anything though, I want for my life leading up to this to have not been in vain. That would be enough. The rest is just details.

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About SIDEWAYS EIGHT

Being heard, stirred, and perhaps cured by life's many hidden images and the written-spoken word.
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