Drawn

Ive always wanted to be made into paint, and then have a portrait of myself painted…

Ive always wanted to be made into paint, and then have a portrait of myself painted…

Yes, I want to be a pencil in my next life! :D

Yes, I want to be a pencil in my next life! :D

It’s a great concept, but only if you will the pencils to artists. Otherwise you’d probably just end up as someone’s grocery list or crossword puzzle. :)

It’s a great concept, but only if you will the pencils to artists. Otherwise you’d probably just end up as someone’s grocery list or crossword puzzle. :)

Great idea, I prefer to be transformed into a pencil than being snorted by Keith Richards’ nose ( he recently claimed to have snorted his father’s ashes ). Strange days!

Great idea, I prefer to be transformed into a pencil than being snorted by Keith Richards’ nose ( he recently claimed to have snorted his father’s ashes ). Strange days!

Why is it that the first thing I thought when I saw this post were the Nazis? This is a perfect example of post modernism at its worst. No distinction between the sacred and profane. Just because we can, doesn’t mean we should.

Why is it that the first thing I thought when I saw this post were the Nazis? This is a perfect example of post modernism at its worst. No distinction between the sacred and profane. Just because we can, doesn’t mean we should.

Paulm, don’t be such an elitist. This is by choice, it’s not like anyone is forcing people who are cremated to have their remains made into pencils. I for one, think it’s a cool idea and why would you care what happens to your body after you die in the first place? You’re dead, sucker!

Paulm, don’t be such an elitist. This is by choice, it’s not like anyone is forcing people who are cremated to have their remains made into pencils. I for one, think it’s a cool idea and why would you care what happens to your body after you die in the first place? You’re dead, sucker!

It’s not a question of elitism or what happens to me when I die. It’s a question of valuing human beings, whether they are dead or alive. This is worse then desecrating tombs and cemetaries. Along with this, this turns human beings into commodities (let’s not pretend it is anything more). As for ‘choice’, as I said – just because we can, doesn’t mean we should.

It’s not a question of elitism or what happens to me when I die. It’s a question of valuing human beings, whether they are dead or alive. This is worse then desecrating tombs and cemetaries. Along with this, this turns human beings into commodities (let’s not pretend it is anything more). As for ‘choice’, as I said – just because we can, doesn’t mean we should.

oh please… they’re not talking about mass producing pencils from people’s ashes and selling them. They’re talking about if you choose to have your crematory remains made into pencils you could pay to have it done. I see no problem with it. What’s a human being anyway? We’re all just organic matter. I don’t see why you would want to deny someone the right to have their remains turned into pencils just because you yourself wouldn’t want it. I think it would be cool.

now if they started farming humans to make pencils, I would see your point, but that is not the case and let’s not pretend that it is. :)

oh please… they’re not talking about mass producing pencils from people’s ashes and selling them. They’re talking about if you choose to have your crematory remains made into pencils you could pay to have it done. I see no problem with it. What’s a human being anyway? We’re all just organic matter. I don’t see why you would want to deny someone the right to have their remains turned into pencils just because you yourself wouldn’t want it. I think it would be cool.

now if they started farming humans to make pencils, I would see your point, but that is not the case and let’s not pretend that it is. :)

Just because we always can compare anything with the nazi’s, means we should actually do it.

Just because we always can compare anything with the nazi’s, means we should actually do it.

Of course that is the problem, isn’t it? Your definition of a human being is not my definition by a long shot.

It is this ethic, that the individual ‘right’ or choice is ultimate, which is one of the pillars of postmodernism. The choice for anything comes at the expense of everything else. But unfortunately for you that ethic is a double edged sword. That same ethic will allow anyone to do anything they want to you. Including, make a pencil out of you against your choice, just because they believe they have the right. After all, I don’t see why you would want to deny someone the right to have you turned into a pencil just because you yourself wouldn’t want it.

It is your kind of thinking that allowed the Nazis to exercise their ‘rights’.

Of course that is the problem, isn’t it? Your definition of a human being is not my definition by a long shot.

It is this ethic, that the individual ‘right’ or choice is ultimate, which is one of the pillars of postmodernism. The choice for anything comes at the expense of everything else. But unfortunately for you that ethic is a double edged sword. That same ethic will allow anyone to do anything they want to you. Including, make a pencil out of you against your choice, just because they believe they have the right. After all, I don’t see why you would want to deny someone the right to have you turned into a pencil just because you yourself wouldn’t want it.

It is your kind of thinking that allowed the Nazis to exercise their ‘rights’.

Paulm, while I respect your view as it relates to ethics.. I also try to keep a realistic perspective regarding life and death. Over time we’ve mummified each other, only to later dig up those mummies to throw into locomotive furnaces. We’ve perfected the art of elaborate cemeteries, only to dig them up and move them when floods or developments distrupt the “everlasting” peace. (Just look at Chicago’s Lincoln Park.) Native American burial grounds, shooting ashes into space… whatever you want to do with it is kind of irrelevant, because we’re no longer in that body, are we?

While ash pencils may seem like an indignity to you… I take much more offense at mankind’s insistance on trying to take up space for all eterinity. How self-important are we that we feel the right to build little shrines, 6 by 3 foot, to our own bodies – staking that little plot for all eternity as if we’re cheating death!?

Our pathetic need to celebrate ourselves for eternity is what I find most sad. If we spent a fraction of the time we dwell on death trying to do productive things in life, we wouldn’t have time to worry about where to put our bodies. No headstone or casket can ever contain the importance of what we do while we’re here, and I wish mankind would quit spending generations of time trying to prove otherwise.

Paulm, while I respect your view as it relates to ethics.. I also try to keep a realistic perspective regarding life and death. Over time we’ve mummified each other, only to later dig up those mummies to throw into locomotive furnaces. We’ve perfected the art of elaborate cemeteries, only to dig them up and move them when floods or developments distrupt the “everlasting” peace. (Just look at Chicago’s Lincoln Park.) Native American burial grounds, shooting ashes into space… whatever you want to do with it is kind of irrelevant, because we’re no longer in that body, are we?

While ash pencils may seem like an indignity to you… I take much more offense at mankind’s insistance on trying to take up space for all eterinity. How self-important are we that we feel the right to build little shrines, 6 by 3 foot, to our own bodies – staking that little plot for all eternity as if we’re cheating death!?

Our pathetic need to celebrate ourselves for eternity is what I find most sad. If we spent a fraction of the time we dwell on death trying to do productive things in life, we wouldn’t have time to worry about where to put our bodies. No headstone or casket can ever contain the importance of what we do while we’re here, and I wish mankind would quit spending generations of time trying to prove otherwise.

I agree with bredlo.
However the reason I stopped in was to comment on paulm’s last post. You jumped from sam’s A to your own Z. He simply stated that one individual shouldn’t have the right to control anyone else. The issue is whether you can turn yourself into a pencil, not your friend/relative/enemy. So its not a double edged sword… you can decide to turn yourself into a pencil, but by no means should anyone else have that right. I don’t even think its worth discussing but I will state it anyways… your dead, what difference does it make?

If you wanna talk ethics, almost all religions believe you go to a place of eternal happiness, so why is it of any concern what happens to the shell that was your body… you’re forever happy. Your body decomposes over time anyways, so you either turn into a pile of dust now or later. The means by which your bones got there I’m sure are of no concern to your respective God. And (on a lighter note) by that extreme simplification if your casket is wood, you are basically a pencil anyways.

I agree with bredlo.
However the reason I stopped in was to comment on paulm’s last post. You jumped from sam’s A to your own Z. He simply stated that one individual shouldn’t have the right to control anyone else. The issue is whether you can turn yourself into a pencil, not your friend/relative/enemy. So its not a double edged sword… you can decide to turn yourself into a pencil, but by no means should anyone else have that right. I don’t even think its worth discussing but I will state it anyways… your dead, what difference does it make?

If you wanna talk ethics, almost all religions believe you go to a place of eternal happiness, so why is it of any concern what happens to the shell that was your body… you’re forever happy. Your body decomposes over time anyways, so you either turn into a pile of dust now or later. The means by which your bones got there I’m sure are of no concern to your respective God. And (on a lighter note) by that extreme simplification if your casket is wood, you are basically a pencil anyways.

“by that extreme simplification if your casket is wood, you are basically a pencil anyways.”

LOL!!!!!

“by that extreme simplification if your casket is wood, you are basically a pencil anyways.”

LOL!!!!!

Hmmm. What if there were a program for those who would wish there remains to be eaten that allowed them to register to have their remains delivered to someone who registered as a recipient cannibal?

(They could sign the registry with these pencils at any rate, heh).

Hmmm. What if there were a program for those who would wish there remains to be eaten that allowed them to register to have their remains delivered to someone who registered as a recipient cannibal?

(They could sign the registry with these pencils at any rate, heh).

I want to try on a different POV… OK, you’ve been left a nice tidy box of Uncle Hector’s #2s. You might have encouraged him when he was visiting… you know, maybe over a scotch or two, and a couple months after the final services Mr. Corpuscle calls you down to the Home to take delivery. Because of the low demand, you get four dozen in a sedate blue box with a gold foil-covered lid. Nice. How long before you decide to slide one out and sharpen it up for the first few strokes? What do you do with the sharpener dust? Bring it outside and scatter it in the surf? In the garden? In the trash with all the regular rubbish? What if they don’t write all that good? I mean, a good pencil is a joy forever, but bad pencils are in the back of every junk drawer. just sitting there. Or maybe you put them in that special memorial drawer…. behind the socks and next to the crucifix from your grandfather’s funeral. My point is, I guess, that Uncle Hector’s will is imposed by the creation of these morbid artifacts. It probably should be a joint decision by the doner and the recipient. No reason not to do it, just don’t surprise me with a gift.

I want to try on a different POV… OK, you’ve been left a nice tidy box of Uncle Hector’s #2s. You might have encouraged him when he was visiting… you know, maybe over a scotch or two, and a couple months after the final services Mr. Corpuscle calls you down to the Home to take delivery. Because of the low demand, you get four dozen in a sedate blue box with a gold foil-covered lid. Nice. How long before you decide to slide one out and sharpen it up for the first few strokes? What do you do with the sharpener dust? Bring it outside and scatter it in the surf? In the garden? In the trash with all the regular rubbish? What if they don’t write all that good? I mean, a good pencil is a joy forever, but bad pencils are in the back of every junk drawer. just sitting there. Or maybe you put them in that special memorial drawer…. behind the socks and next to the crucifix from your grandfather’s funeral. My point is, I guess, that Uncle Hector’s will is imposed by the creation of these morbid artifacts. It probably should be a joint decision by the doner and the recipient. No reason not to do it, just don’t surprise me with a gift.

hey! there are religeous sects in india that allow vultures to devour their remains in what looks like an ampitheater complete with bench seats for easy viewing. turns out that the vultures are becoming extinct due to global warming or some such, and its starting to take WAY too long to “eat up” thus causing all kinds of problems.

hey! there are religeous sects in india that allow vultures to devour their remains in what looks like an ampitheater complete with bench seats for easy viewing. turns out that the vultures are becoming extinct due to global warming or some such, and its starting to take WAY too long to “eat up” thus causing all kinds of problems.

I’d like to come back as a Tombo Mono, or maybe a Faber Castell 9000… I’ll hold a point well and be as smooth on the paper as I was in life…. I see me as a 2B kind of guy. I used to be a 3H but I learned to relax a little and definitely mellowed out.

I’d like to come back as a Tombo Mono, or maybe a Faber Castell 9000… I’ll hold a point well and be as smooth on the paper as I was in life…. I see me as a 2B kind of guy. I used to be a 3H but I learned to relax a little and definitely mellowed out.

Wow. I just thought it was a cool idea. It sounds expensive though. I also liked the bird feeder—you get your remains mixed with a little teardrop of birdfeed and the birds feast away, and off into the sky you go.

Ashes are ashes really. Whatever signifigance you give them, it’s all pretty symbolic. Also I like that it takes the piss out of the whole concept of showing undo reverence to a pile of carbon, and turns you into something practical.

These odd assumptions that you somehow have to do something special with the pencil shavings assume that you’re treating the remains in the same way we traditionally do—with reverence—but the whole point is to be irreverent. It’s not a corpse. It’s ashes. It’s a rememberance. You can’t get DNA out of a pile of ashes. There’s nothing of you left but the sentiment, and that sentiment truly belongs to the people whom you leave behind.

If Kieth Richards wants to snort his Dad, and somehow it makes him feel better, more power to him. To me, it sounds like something he did so he could talk about it—something that was more intended to make him sound like a crazy cool hipster than a way to remember his dad. It just sounds kind of stupid. I’d rather be a pencil.

And leave the Nazis out of this, Ok? Every time you make a casual dumb ass comparison to Hitler and the Holocaust you just demonstrate how much you have no concept or understanding of that event, or real empathy for its victims. You want to show your reverence for the dead? Be more thoughtful before you bring up a subject with this kind of weight in what is clearly an innapropriate context.

Wow. I just thought it was a cool idea. It sounds expensive though. I also liked the bird feeder—you get your remains mixed with a little teardrop of birdfeed and the birds feast away, and off into the sky you go.

Ashes are ashes really. Whatever signifigance you give them, it’s all pretty symbolic. Also I like that it takes the piss out of the whole concept of showing undo reverence to a pile of carbon, and turns you into something practical.

These odd assumptions that you somehow have to do something special with the pencil shavings assume that you’re treating the remains in the same way we traditionally do—with reverence—but the whole point is to be irreverent. It’s not a corpse. It’s ashes. It’s a rememberance. You can’t get DNA out of a pile of ashes. There’s nothing of you left but the sentiment, and that sentiment truly belongs to the people whom you leave behind.

If Kieth Richards wants to snort his Dad, and somehow it makes him feel better, more power to him. To me, it sounds like something he did so he could talk about it—something that was more intended to make him sound like a crazy cool hipster than a way to remember his dad. It just sounds kind of stupid. I’d rather be a pencil.

And leave the Nazis out of this, Ok? Every time you make a casual dumb ass comparison to Hitler and the Holocaust you just demonstrate how much you have no concept or understanding of that event, or real empathy for its victims. You want to show your reverence for the dead? Be more thoughtful before you bring up a subject with this kind of weight in what is clearly an innapropriate context.

I’m with Jim…2b or not 2b—that is the question.

I’m with Jim…2b or not 2b—that is the question.

I agree with Jed- if owning your loved ones as a pencil, or snorting them, makes you feel warm inside, feel free to do so. However, I suspect that most people see this idea as a way of mourning loved ones, rather than remembering them, or as “Post-Modern.” The term “post-modern” is simply the latest phrase used to catagorize everything we either don’t understand or don’t want to- much of which is becoming more main-stream every day.
Today’s society promotes such an irrational fear of death, that denial and greif are the only outlets left to the dying and the left-behind. And when we die, we make sure that our corpses help take up space and further promote greif and denial in others by rotting in a box where they serve as a grisly reminder that our loved ones are missing us in their lives. Step back and look at things socialogically, and you may find that what we take for granted is closer to our defenition of “Post-Modern” than the post-modern itself. We selfishly and uselessly want to be remebered and mourned after our deaths- our funerals like big black parties where we’re the useless, space wasting guest of honor.
I don’t know where I’m going after I die and wouldn’t be surprised or dissapointed if I simply ceased to exist. No matter what meaning my life has or will have had after my death, I would like to become pencils. Not because it’s the “Post-Modern” thing to do or because I want to be remembered, but for the sake of utilitarian beauty. I’ve lived my life trying to see the beauty and truth in everything. I would leave my pencils to an artist who could overlook the sentiment of drawing with a human being and hope that he or she could draw at least one sketch from his or her heart while writing reminders, love notes, and doodles. Then I would still be a part of life, rather than a part of death.
Don’t think I’m blaming dead people for being dead, or dying people for wanting to be buried, or even the families that can’t let go. I’m blaming society. We may never get over our misconceptions and cultural more’s about death… but it sure would be nice. And it sure is nice to see people talking about it in the first place. GO SOYLENT GREEN!!!

I agree with Jed- if owning your loved ones as a pencil, or snorting them, makes you feel warm inside, feel free to do so. However, I suspect that most people see this idea as a way of mourning loved ones, rather than remembering them, or as “Post-Modern.” The term “post-modern” is simply the latest phrase used to catagorize everything we either don’t understand or don’t want to- much of which is becoming more main-stream every day.
Today’s society promotes such an irrational fear of death, that denial and greif are the only outlets left to the dying and the left-behind. And when we die, we make sure that our corpses help take up space and further promote greif and denial in others by rotting in a box where they serve as a grisly reminder that our loved ones are missing us in their lives. Step back and look at things socialogically, and you may find that what we take for granted is closer to our defenition of “Post-Modern” than the post-modern itself. We selfishly and uselessly want to be remebered and mourned after our deaths- our funerals like big black parties where we’re the useless, space wasting guest of honor.
I don’t know where I’m going after I die and wouldn’t be surprised or dissapointed if I simply ceased to exist. No matter what meaning my life has or will have had after my death, I would like to become pencils. Not because it’s the “Post-Modern” thing to do or because I want to be remembered, but for the sake of utilitarian beauty. I’ve lived my life trying to see the beauty and truth in everything. I would leave my pencils to an artist who could overlook the sentiment of drawing with a human being and hope that he or she could draw at least one sketch from his or her heart while writing reminders, love notes, and doodles. Then I would still be a part of life, rather than a part of death.
Don’t think I’m blaming dead people for being dead, or dying people for wanting to be buried, or even the families that can’t let go. I’m blaming society. We may never get over our misconceptions and cultural more’s about death… but it sure would be nice. And it sure is nice to see people talking about it in the first place. GO SOYLENT GREEN!!!

Yeah, sounds nice but I don’t what some 1st grader in Lancaster, PA chewing my eraser off.

Yeah, sounds nice but I don’t what some 1st grader in Lancaster, PA chewing my eraser off.

Ah, the fun of message boards, where we compare mundane arguments to Nazis just to be dramatic and make people feel bad for arguing against us. And if you disagree with me, you’re like Hitler, because he disagreed with … people…

Anyway, I wouldn’t want my uncle’s ashes pressed into a pencil as a surprise gift either, lol. I would think of his bloaty butt every time I draw. Ew. Still though, I like the idea of my own ashes becoming art…

Can I write it in my will that my family makes a bonfire out of me, gets naked, paints themselves red, and smears my ashes over their faces and chests?

On that note, it’s not selfish or useless to want a grave. It’s a cultural tradition. No point in complaining about what other people wanna do with their dead selves. Death is mysterious — what’s the point in berating cultures for their practices surrounding death? Just do what you feel is right.

Ah, the fun of message boards, where we compare mundane arguments to Nazis just to be dramatic and make people feel bad for arguing against us. And if you disagree with me, you’re like Hitler, because he disagreed with … people…

Anyway, I wouldn’t want my uncle’s ashes pressed into a pencil as a surprise gift either, lol. I would think of his bloaty butt every time I draw. Ew. Still though, I like the idea of my own ashes becoming art…

Can I write it in my will that my family makes a bonfire out of me, gets naked, paints themselves red, and smears my ashes over their faces and chests?

On that note, it’s not selfish or useless to want a grave. It’s a cultural tradition. No point in complaining about what other people wanna do with their dead selves. Death is mysterious — what’s the point in berating cultures for their practices surrounding death? Just do what you feel is right.

haha lots of comedians here

haha lots of comedians here

I spose you’re right sarah, I just have a penchant for arguing unrealistic and abstract concepts. That’s why I’m an anarchist. That said, everyone should read “Stranger in a Strange Land.” Even if you hate sci-fi.

I spose you’re right sarah, I just have a penchant for arguing unrealistic and abstract concepts. That’s why I’m an anarchist. That said, everyone should read “Stranger in a Strange Land.” Even if you hate sci-fi.

Sarah’s right on with the cultural tradition thing. I had started another comment, but Sarah pretty much summed it up. I’ve got no trouble doing what you want to do with your remains. Jed, it’s not so much an odd assumption, as a reality, that many people in our society are bound by cultural inhibitions around the idea of keeping and using even the carbonized remains of a once-human for some mundane use. It’s probably the very fact that we would associate those remains with a once soul-bearing (however you define your soul or spirit) body that makes it, on one hand, appealing as an art tool and, on the other hand, creepy to more traditional folks. I envy anyone who is beyond those traditional bonds. Personally, I don’t want to take up any space…. CO2 from the crematorium off into the atmosphere to rejoin everyone else in the carbon cycle and……… wait a second here! It takes a crapload of heat and fuel to cremate a 200lb body and creates a lot more more CO2 than simple bacterial decomposition… This is a lot more complicated than where to dispose of the shavings and store those unused pencils.

Sarah’s right on with the cultural tradition thing. I had started another comment, but Sarah pretty much summed it up. I’ve got no trouble doing what you want to do with your remains. Jed, it’s not so much an odd assumption, as a reality, that many people in our society are bound by cultural inhibitions around the idea of keeping and using even the carbonized remains of a once-human for some mundane use. It’s probably the very fact that we would associate those remains with a once soul-bearing (however you define your soul or spirit) body that makes it, on one hand, appealing as an art tool and, on the other hand, creepy to more traditional folks. I envy anyone who is beyond those traditional bonds. Personally, I don’t want to take up any space…. CO2 from the crematorium off into the atmosphere to rejoin everyone else in the carbon cycle and……… wait a second here! It takes a crapload of heat and fuel to cremate a 200lb body and creates a lot more more CO2 than simple bacterial decomposition… This is a lot more complicated than where to dispose of the shavings and store those unused pencils.

Somehow, this idea is very appealing to me. But, for those that are appalled, what about the process of turning your loved ones ashes into diamonds? This seems to be a favorite with parents whose children pre-decease them. Is that any more acceptable? I’d rather be used up than left to molder in the ground, or sit in a container on someones mantel or my urn left in the back corner of a closet somewhere. How cool would it be to be the medium in a work of art? I love it!

Somehow, this idea is very appealing to me. But, for those that are appalled, what about the process of turning your loved ones ashes into diamonds? This seems to be a favorite with parents whose children pre-decease them. Is that any more acceptable? I’d rather be used up than left to molder in the ground, or sit in a container on someones mantel or my urn left in the back corner of a closet somewhere. How cool would it be to be the medium in a work of art? I love it!

This reminds me of the movie Pillow Book by Peter Greenaway. If you have seen it and remember the ending, how about a pencil and paper set. I know, the idea is gross. Sorry.

This reminds me of the movie Pillow Book by Peter Greenaway. If you have seen it and remember the ending, how about a pencil and paper set. I know, the idea is gross. Sorry.

How can we not be titillated by this? It’s witty resourcefulness. There was an organization spear-headed in India that, contrary to norms and customs, provides the burial of the dead with a great green twist – a tree is planted smack in the plot to grow and transmute the carbon and decomposition into much needed green life. So why not pencils too? They are useful – and really it’s hard enough to be useful when alive, why not at least offer our body constructively at the end of it all. Take my organs, and then pencil me in :) Great recycling, and a great way to minimize the blight of disposable ball points. Fantastic. Super.

How can we not be titillated by this? It’s witty resourcefulness. There was an organization spear-headed in India that, contrary to norms and customs, provides the burial of the dead with a great green twist – a tree is planted smack in the plot to grow and transmute the carbon and decomposition into much needed green life. So why not pencils too? They are useful – and really it’s hard enough to be useful when alive, why not at least offer our body constructively at the end of it all. Take my organs, and then pencil me in :) Great recycling, and a great way to minimize the blight of disposable ball points. Fantastic. Super.

Being both a writer (who still writes long hand) and an artist, I’m all for it; though, from a marketing point of view I think the pencils should be named Soylent and of course, they would be green.

Being both a writer (who still writes long hand) and an artist, I’m all for it; though, from a marketing point of view I think the pencils should be named Soylent and of course, they would be green.

Paulm,
Don’t think that a gravespot or a coffin is anything other than a commodity in the long haul either. Pencils at least can create art. I think having my body transformed into treasured art isn’t such a bad idea. Additionally I think you’re just resisting an idea because it is different from what you are accustomed to. I remember there was a passage about this in Herodotus: Darius, after he had got the kingdom, called into his presence certain Greeks who were at hand, and asked—“What he should pay them to eat the bodies of their fathers when they died?” To which they answered, that there was no sum that would tempt them to do such a thing. He then sent for certain Indians, of the race called Callatians, men who eat their fathers, and asked them, while the Greeks stood by, and knew by the help of an interpreter all that was said — “What he should give them to burn the bodies of their fathers at their decease?” The Indians exclaimed aloud, and bade him forbear such language. Such is men’s wont herein; and Pindar was right, in my judgment, when he said, “Law is the king o’er all.”

Paulm,
Don’t think that a gravespot or a coffin is anything other than a commodity in the long haul either. Pencils at least can create art. I think having my body transformed into treasured art isn’t such a bad idea. Additionally I think you’re just resisting an idea because it is different from what you are accustomed to. I remember there was a passage about this in Herodotus: Darius, after he had got the kingdom, called into his presence certain Greeks who were at hand, and asked—“What he should pay them to eat the bodies of their fathers when they died?” To which they answered, that there was no sum that would tempt them to do such a thing. He then sent for certain Indians, of the race called Callatians, men who eat their fathers, and asked them, while the Greeks stood by, and knew by the help of an interpreter all that was said — “What he should give them to burn the bodies of their fathers at their decease?” The Indians exclaimed aloud, and bade him forbear such language. Such is men’s wont herein; and Pindar was right, in my judgment, when he said, “Law is the king o’er all.”

geopat: The box that the pencils come in have a built-in sharpener that stores the pencil shavings so no part of your loved one ends up in the trash.

geopat: The box that the pencils come in have a built-in sharpener that stores the pencil shavings so no part of your loved one ends up in the trash.

I WANT ONE!

thatd be kinda weird knowing youre writing with someones ashes….

so if someone was chewing my end of the eraser they would be cannibal right?

Ew…

This is how I want to go.

I wonder if say, a heavy set person would yeild a 2B, where as a morbidly obease person would pop out a bunch of 6Bs.

Food for thought…

That is SOOOO FUCKED UP

I was shocked at first, but I think it's amazing, living on in art.

I want my ashes put in a snowglobe.

This is awesome.

Death is just Natures way of telling you to slow down.

I really don't know how I feel about that. Probably a no for me.

Lots of negativity here – LOTS of negativity. Personally, I just think it's kind of a cool idea — just think — 240 pencils. You could pass those down through quite a few generations of grandchildren — could they come in colors?

iew… i wouldnt' really want to touch one of those pencils… much less sketch with one. O~O

er, ok.

that would be cool i love to draw but just think of other people drawing with you in the after life. Awesome.

interesting

Hmmmm, this is very interesting. I think i would want a box. Probably just to say: “Hey! I'm gonna use Joseph today. Wait, maybe Paul…”

This is quite interesting actually. It might be fu to own a box.
*decides i want to draw and grabs box* “Hmmm… should i use Joseph or Paul?”

That is just disgusting.

wtf….

Nazis? Your first thought were the Nazis? You call national socialism post modern? And pencils profane. Just because you can post doesn't mean you should…

Crazy what will they think of next?

His first thought about the nazi's probably came from the fact that the Nazi's used the remains of their victims and turned them into all sorts of consumer products such as soap.

this is kind of creepy… but i guess its cool idea but not very practical

wow